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promised to be a singular experience.
     
    DIMITRI HAD HIS doubts that a woman would ever be able to order a murder or a beating and then simply walk away from that act of brutality. Still, she hadn’t flinched while delivering her plan.
    “Antonina Rustikov, you are an unusual woman,” he murmured.
    “Toni,” she told him. “Antonina was my grandmother’s name.”
    “Toni.” He tasted the nickname now that he had permission to use it. “It suits you.”
    “Does it?” She tilted her head in an almost mocking gesture. “I’m just so glad you approve. I’ve been unsure of my name for my whole life not knowing if you thought it was appropriate or not.”
    “Fine. Tone down the sarcasm.” He sighed. “I was only trying to be polite.”
    “Duly noted.”
    She looked stiff standing there in the middle of the room. Scared? That was highly unlikely. Toni didn’t seem to be the type of woman who was afraid of anything. Yet, Dimitri took a few steps closer to her. He saw her nostrils flare and her pupils dilate. Yes. She was aroused. Being in proximity to him unsettled her because it invoked a sense of arousal.
    The knowledge gave him a strange sense of satisfaction. Why? He inhaled deeply and let the light, feminine fragrance of her wash over him. Blood rushed to his groin. He felt the first stirrings of not just desire, but straight up lust and fascination. What would a woman like Toni be like in bed? She was honest and demanding. She knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. There would be no passivity and waiting for something to happen. Toni would take what she wanted without apology.
    He found the idea quite enticing.
    “You’re staring at me.” She sounded irked by the notion. “Why?”
    He gave her honesty simply because he wanted to see what she would have to say for herself. “I was simply wondering what sort of lovers you take to your bed.”
    “Excuse me?”
    Dimitri made a very obvious perusal of her body. He lingered over the pretty curve of her ass and the fullness of her breasts. As he watched, her nipples peaked into tiny points beneath her sweater. Yes. She was most certainly interested whether she would acknowledge it or not.
    He changed his approach just a little. “You’re a beautiful, sensual woman. I was simply wondering what sort of man would tempt you to open up.”
    “Not one like you,” she retorted.
    “Is that right?” He leaned in closer, dipping his head low enough to smell the scent the lingered on her hair. “Because I can see you reacting to me. Your nipples are hard. They’re probably throbbing. I bet you want to rub them, twirl them between your fingers perhaps, until you’ve gained just a little relief.”
    “Not true.”
    “Oh?” He didn’t believe it for a second. “And I find myself wondering how wet you are and whether or not you’re fighting the urge to squirm. I bet you want to press your legs together to trying and control your real desires.”
    “And what do you know of my real desires?” Her voice was husky with pent up emotion.
    “Nothing. Yet.” He turned and left the room, not allowing himself to smile until he was well away from her room.

Chapter Four
    Toni awoke feeling disoriented and completely uncertain where she was. The windows appeared to be on the wrong side of the room. It was like her bedroom had been flip flopped. That and it had suddenly grown to mythic proportions. It was like viewing her snug bedroom in a fun house mirror. She struggled to sit up in bed, turning her head so quickly that her neck creaked in protest.
    Awareness dawned slowly. She remembered the fight with her father, going to the bar, and then meeting Dimitri and his oversized companion Ivan. Yes. She was at Dimitri’s home a dozen or more miles from her father’s house. Her mother was dead and Dimitri was claiming that her father had seduced his younger sister.
    She shook her head. The shot of vicious anger that thrummed through her veins at the