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his men went straight for their guns which was a bad idea. Nicolette reached up and pulled a long sharp hair-pin from her topknot that looked more like an ice pick.
    “I need for you to trust me chéri.” Nicolette whispered near his ear, Dmitry squeezed her forearm gently to let her know that she had his trust.
    “You boys might want to put those guns on the floor or your boss could end up getting hurt.” Nicolette said as she began walking towards them keeping Dmitry in choke hold in front of her.
    “I don’t think so lady, you let Mr. Romanov go and we might not shoot you.” Alek said.
    “Just out of curiosity do you think that one of your bullets could reach me before I can push this through his neck severing his jugular?” She asked with a smirk. “Ahh, what’s the matter afraid that you can’t handle me without your weapons?”
    “Fine lady we’ll take you on but I assure you that you’re no match for us, so don’t cry when you end up getting hurt.” Alek said smugly as he put his gun down and instructed his men to do the same.
    “Wow, you are so funny, there’s no way that any of you could hurt me even if you tried. However I certainly hope this company has a good medical plan because you’re going to need it by the time I’m finished with you.” Nicolette said as she gently released Dmitry and moved in front of him towards Alek and the other men.
    Dmitry reached out and lightly tugged at the tail of her jacket, Nicolette paused to glance back him. “You don’t have to do this you know?”
    She smiled. “I know I don’t chéri, but I really should just to teach these boys a lesson. It’s alright I’ll try to go easy on them.” She said as she unbuttoned her jacket to slip out of it leaving him holding it. That left her wearing a black fitted low cut tank top that was tucked tightly into the waist band of her pants causing it to hug her ample breasts firmly in place.
    Alek moved behind his men as she advanced towards them the two men on either end moved closer both in a fight ready stance. “Whenever you’re ready ?” She said waiting for them to attack.
    The men lunge at her from either side she turned to the side put her back to one of the men as she grabbed his fisted hand before kicking the man in front of her. She then elbowed the man behind her whose hand she’d grabbed before pulling him around and into the man in front of her causing both to fall to the floor.
    The next man came at her with his fists flying she began wielding back as she knocked his hand away each time before lunging forward to back-hand him upside the head. The force of her hit knocked him to the floor.
    The fo urth man decided to kick at her which she prevented with a low block, his next move was to punch at her. She stepped to the side and grabbed his wrist rotating her arm she flipped the man to the floor.
    Behind her at the conference table Olga and Yuri exchanged glances as they watch Dmitry closely. Without taking his eyes off of Nicolette Dmitry turned his head slightly to the right.
    “Where did you say that you knew this woman from and how is it that she can fight like that?” Dmitry asked as he gazed at her in total awe of her fighting ability.
    “I told you dear her parents were very good friends of mine.” Olga said sadly.
    “Where are her parents now?” Dmitry asked.
    “They passed away.” Olga said softly as guilt filled her heart over the death of Nicolette’s parents.
    Dmitry knew by the tone of his mother voice that the subject was closed for discussion and that was fine for now however at some point he was going to find out what happened and why his mother was trying to hide it. He refocused his attention on Nicolette and the beating she was putting on his supposedly well trained security team.
    “It won’t be as easy to beat me as it was to beat my men.” Alek said angrily as he went into a boxer’s stance.
    Nicolette smiled. “We’ll just see about that now won’t we?” She