Free Russian Mobster's Secret by Bella Rose

jealous,” he said quickly. “Vlad is just a boring loser and I think you can do better.”
    “I want a boring loser! I want a man who’s so different from you that he’s not even in the same solar system. Do you understand? You are not my type, Kirill. At all. Ever. I should not even be having this conversation with you. That is how wrong for me you are.”
    Her tirade didn’t even seem to faze him. Some of the other people coming and going from the club were starting to take note, however. Susan flinched beneath their stares. What if someone reported back to Oksana that she was having what amounted to a lover’s quarrel with Kirill?
    “So emphatic,” Kirill murmured. “One might think you were attached to me yourself.”
    “Oh whatever.” Susan drew back her arm and smacked him hard across the face.
    The blow was as unexpected to him as it was to her. She had never done anything like that before in her life.
    He barely flinched, though.
    Unconsciously lifting her fingers to his face, she whispered to him, “I’m so sorry.”
    Then she turned and fled.
     

Chapter Ten
     
     
    Susan stared at the face in the mirror and tried to figure out why it felt as though she were losing her mind. She had never before in her life been prone to physical violence. Kirill just made her so mad !
    There was a pounding on her door. She might have known he wouldn’t let that incident slide without at least making some comment or observation. For once, Susan wasn’t feeling as though she should back down. Perhaps this was what the phrase “spoiling for a fight” meant.
    “What?” She yanked the door open and glared at the man standing on her porch. Belatedly she realized that the pounding had been on the front door and not the kitchen’s back door. Unfortunately, she was facing off with the wrong man. “Oh! Vlad? I’m so sorry.”
    “Susan, are you all right?” Vlad looked as if he wanted to come in, but he never actually crossed the threshold.
    “I’m fine, thank you, Vlad.” Susan knew this was what she should want in a man. “You’re so courteous. I really appreciate that about you.”
    “I just feel as though there’s something you’re not telling me that I should really know.” He frowned. “I was working late tonight, and it occurred to me that it was time I could have been spending with you. I’m sorry about that. I want to be available to you so that if you do have things you need to tell me, you can feel free to do that.”
    Oh boy, Susan had one whopper of a secret, but she really couldn’t share that with Vlad. Although before too long it would become obvious. It wasn’t as if she could hide the fact that she was pregnant forever.
    “Susan?”
    “Yeah, Susan.” Another rougher male voice cut in. “It seems as though you’re keeping a secret lately.” Kirill came sauntering through the house, having no doubt let himself in through her kitchen door.
    “Who invited you ?” Susan snapped. “Seriously? Do you ever knock?”
    “Would you answer?”
    “Maybe.” She glared at him. “What? Are you afraid to take a chance that I might just leave you standing out there like a loser?”
    Vlad looked between Susan and Kirill. She saw the moment the realization of their association slowly began to dawn on him.
    Then Vlad looked to Susan. “I think I understand what you’ve not been saying.”
    “It’s not like that,” Susan said quickly. She made a vague gesture toward Kirill. “Kirill and I aren’t a couple or anything.”
    Vlad’s eyebrows shot up. It didn’t help that Kirill started laughing.
    Susan realized what she had just implied. She made a frustrated noise and slugged Kirill in the gut. He barely flinched.
    Vlad pursed his lips. “I think it might be best if you and I take a little break until you’re sure what you want in a relationship, Susan.”
    “Vlad…” She started the sentence but couldn’t really find the rest of it. “I’m sorry.”
    “It’s really no