way to watch her work.
And why wouldn’t they? Today she wore a pair of shorts that showed off her gorgeous legs and a halter top that plunged low. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she seemed completely oblivious to the fact that she was sex personified.
He didn’t need audio to know just what the men were saying to each other. They wanted her, and it made Erik hard just thinking about it. She would belong only to him. The guards were still in the living room with Ella when Erik approached the room. He heard snatches of their low conversation.
“I would sink my cock so deeply in her.”
“Fuck her until she didn’t know which way was up.”
“Plow her in every hole.”
Although Ella gave them a few curious looks, she clearly didn’t understand a word of Russian. Unnoticed, Erik watched from the doorway as one of the guards approached her.
“You new girl?” he asked in broken English.
Ella straightened from her polishing and smiled warmly at him. “Yes, I’m Ella,” she said as she held out her hand.
“Pavel,” the guard said as he shook her hand. Erik noticed that his touch lingered a little too long. “You have husband?”
Ella didn’t pull away. Did she enjoy his touch? Pavel was quite the ladies’ man. “No, no husband or boyfriend. Single. Are you married?”
“No. Single. You are beautiful.”
Blushing, Ella finally pulled out of his reach. “That’s very nice of you to say, thank you.”
Before Pavel could make his move, Erik walked in and cleared his throat. “I wasn’t aware this room needed guarding,” he said dryly in Russian.
“Sorry, sir,” Pavel said as he stepped away from Ella and stood at attention.
“She is off limits,” Erik said succinctly. “You may look, but there will be no touching. Get back to work.”
Ella frowned as the men left the room. “What did you say to them? I didn’t mean to get them in trouble.”
“I simply reminded them that I don’t pay them to talk to pretty women,” Erik lied. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to offend her delicate sensibilities. It was mostly that he didn’t want her to know what his guards really thought of her.
She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “I don’t mind. I know I don’t speak Russian, but it would be nice to make some friends. Maybe I could learn the language.”
Erik’s face hardened. “When you’re finished here, I want you to clean in my office.”
“Okay,” she said slowly. Her bewilderment was written all over her face, but he was done talking about this. His guards were ruthless mercenaries. He would not have her befriending them.
Leaving her to finish the living room, he headed toward the office. Dina stood directly in his path and looked unwilling to move. He stopped.
“Something bothering you, Dina?” he asked softly. Although he was ten years her senior, they’d practically grown up with each other. Despite the difference in their stations, Dina sometimes took too many liberties with their relationship.
“Are you replacing me? You’ve never hinted that you were unhappy with my work.”
Erik smiled indulgently. It hadn’t occurred to him that Dina would take offense. “You do an excellent job here, Dina. Ella’s position is only temporary. You shouldn’t be unhappy. You have to do less work for the same pay.”
“Huh.” Dina carefully considered his words. “I can handle that. She seems really nice which means she stands out, like coal in snow. Add the fact that she’s pretty, and you’re just asking for trouble. Do you have any idea what your guards have been saying about her?”
“I can imagine. Keep an eye on her when I’m not here. Let me know if anyone is inappropriate or harsh with her,” he said mildly as he tried to sidestep her.
She quickly moved to block him again. “I don’t know what’s going on here, Erik, but I know this is not the time for you to show any weakness. Taking in a wounded stray is not great for your