Free The Dark Duet by Kasonndra Leigh Page A

my hands up to cradle her face. Smiling seductively, she attempts to kiss me. I move my head back and say, “I think you have already failed once, have you not?” I flick my eyes toward my soft cock.
    “I’m sure I can help you. Just open your mind,” the Ava girl chimes in and places her lips on mine. I firmly grasp her face, moving her back away from mine. Wincing, she inhales sharply.
    “An open mind can be a dangerous thing for such a lovely creature as you,” I warn without easing up on my grip.
    “Hey, take it easy,” the blonde says, massaging my hands until I release her partner. Sighing, I ease to a standing position and get dressed, making sure to leave their payment on the table beside the door as I exit.
    Walking under the street lights of Milan’s night life, I head back toward my penthouse. I need some time to think. To focus. If I keep telling myself to do so, then eventually it will work. Alek now knows I’m back in Milan; both he and Adriana have texted me several times and I haven’t answered. Rudolph made it clear that until Alese was fully trained I was to stay away from the Dostovskys. For their own safety, I have obeyed, but I am almost certain my silence will not keep them away for long.
    Lost in thoughts of my neglected family—Alek, Katerina, and yes, even Adriana—I keep walking. My feet have taken on a different purpose from my mind, and before I even glance at the street sign, indicating I just crossed over onto Via Agollonie, I know exactly where I have gone. I find myself standing below Alese’s window, my form concealed by the shrubbery situated across the lawn. I look up at her, standing framed in the light, naked from the waist up. She’s taking extra time to get dressed, and even appears to be posing a few times.
    Does she know I am out here, creeping through the shadows like a man of insanity instead of a trained assassin?
    At once my breath increases and the thought of seeing that gloriously athletic body naked shakes up the animal inside of me. My longing for her has reached a peak, and I can no longer deny or control whatever shit is happening in my head. Pulling out my golden BlackBerry, I situate my finger over the keys. She will see you as the insane person you truly are, my friend.
    I do not care. I want her.
    Me: You are a beautiful creation, Ms. Ballentine.
    The form silhouetted in the window stops posing and disappears from the light. A few agonizing minutes pass, and I am almost certain my sweaty palms will cause me to drop my phone. I inhale deeply and hold it. What the fuck are you doing, Kolya? Leave. Now!
    Alese: Do you like to watch, Sir Belikov?
    I smile at that reference to the text I had sent her at practice earlier.
    Me: Always.
    Alese: Would you like to see more?
    Me: Of course.
    Alese: Wait. Isn’t that against the training policy?
    Me: I do not remember saying such a thing.
    Alese: LOL. Well, there’s a price.
    Me: Name it.
    Alese: I don’t come cheap ...
    Alese: Are you sure you can afford me?
    Me: I SAID NAME IT!!!
    Alese: I will. At practice tomorrow.
    Alese: And stop yelling in caps.
    Me: Sorry.
    Alese: Do you accept?
    Clever little dove. I am intrigued, so I would agree to anything, and I suspect she knows this. There’s a reason Rudolph has chosen this woman as his new negotiator, and I am beginning to understand why.
    Me: I do.
    Me: Now, on to my prize.
    Alese: Patience, Sir Belikov.
    Me: Never.
    Alese: LOL
    The form returns to the window, only this time Alese opens the thin shade and briefly glances my way, searching the bushes around me. I get a full view of her glorious body as she removes her bra and underwear, her movements alone stirring the lust inside of me. Even though her show only serves to tease me, the small glimpse runs circles around the pitiful attempts of the Extasia dancers who attempted to ease my mind.
    I choose to remain hidden, even though my fascination with watching her is no longer a secret.
    Am I capable of stopping