Her Bratva Billionaires
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“Wow,” I said. “After meeting him tonight, I definitely wouldn’t get that impression from him. Alexander Stepanov, running naked up and down Moscow?”
“Our mother flipped out when she heard about it, too. She was mortified. The cops tried to keep it hush-hush, but someone obviously saw him because it made the newspapers. I think Dad still has the clippings, too. He was so proud of himself, while our mother threatened to call off the wedding. Luckily she didn’t.”
“You guys are so much fun,” I said.
As we sat there, all three of us bonding and getting to know each other, I realized how normal it felt. There was an energy between us that I couldn’t put my finger on. I still hadn’t heard much about their private lives or what else they liked to do for fun, but it was suddenly very clear that I wanted them in my life for the long-term.
Chapter 12
Nico
The sunlight poured in through the windows, and I immediately put my hand to my head. Based on how bad my head was aching, I’d definitely consumed too much alcohol. I looked over and saw Michelle lying next to me. She looked so beautiful under the covers, her long, blonde hair sprawled out across her back. I wanted to bend down and kiss her good morning.
That’s when I saw Hugo on the other side of her and remembered more about last night. It was quite a wild time, and I was so happy to have had sex with Michelle yet again. Even though I was on board when Hugo said that we needed to focus on the project, since it would give us more leverage in the United States, I couldn’t deny how drawn I was to Michelle. It was like we were meant to be a family.
All three of us.
Not wanting to wake either of them up, I quietly got out of bed and went downstairs to make some coffee. My stairs were carpeted, thereby cushioning my feet along the way. I wasn’t sure how Michelle was first thing in the morning, but I definitely needed caffeine before I started my day. I decided to order some breakfast, too, realizing that all three of us would need to eat after drinking all of that alcohol.
As a pot of coffee was brewing, I heard Hugo’s footsteps in my kitchen. It was fairly early in the morning, and even though I hadn’t woken up next to my brother in years, I remembered that he was an early riser. He used to love hovering pancakes near my face first thing in the morning as a way to get me out of bed, and it worked every time. I may have been younger and not wired with so much energy, but I’d do just about anything for food.
“Good morning,” I said to Hugo. He put his fingers to his lips and sat on the barstool in front of my counter.
“Michelle is still sleeping.” I nodded and pulled two coffee mugs out for us, then opened up my tablet to order some food.
“Are you hungry?” Hugo laughed and nodded. “Last night was something else, wasn’t it?”
“That might have been the best sex of my life, Nico. And I’m surprised that it happened in the first place. Remember when I told you that we needed to focus on the project? Well, I’m sure that Michelle felt the same way. You know how her father is. But she was the one who came on to me.”
I put my tablet down and held his hands up. “Wait, she initiated it?”
I nodded and smiled from ear to ear. “That person who called her was her father. I walked in on them, arguing on the phone. Michelle didn’t discuss the specifics of the call, but I could tell it was about the project. He’s pushing for her to get the deal done, which is kind of odd if you ask me. I mean, he knows these sorts of things don’t happen overnight.”
That actually surprised me about Chase Harrington. He had been in business for decades and was quite successful. He knew that you couldn’t just push things along, plus by the way that Michelle read over the contracts right in front of us, I could tell that he taught her to be meticulous before signing anything.
“Something else must be going on for him to push that hard. You see the way she goes over each document, Hugo. The woman’s a professional. That doesn’t make any sense.” Hugo shrugged his shoulders.
“Well, whatever it is, I’m certainly in no rush to see her go back home.”
“Neither am I,” I immediately said. “God, when I walked out onto the balcony and saw you two, I immediately got hard. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife, Hugo.”
“You got that right. We were talking about our dads and how hard they’ve been on us. I kept trying to calm her down, but the longer we spoke, the more aroused we became. Michelle didn’t even have to tell me, either. When she gets aroused, her--“
“Breasts bounce up and down on their own,” I said. Hugo looked at me and shook his head.
“Wow, man. We’re even completing each other’s sentences now?”
I knew what he was talking about. Ever since we started fooling around with Michelle, Hugo and I had grown closer. It was like she was the glue that was keeping us together, even though we had been close ever since we were kids. Seeing her happy with him made me happy, and I knew that Hugo felt the same way about me.
“Do you know what the weirdest part is, Hugo? I’m not weirded out at the fact that we had a threesome together. I mean, most straight guys don’t want to be near another naked guy, let alone their own brother. But I was so obsessed with her that it didn’t bother me. If anything, all of it felt normal."
“I know what you mean,” he said. “I want to be with Michelle as much as possible, and it doesn’t bother me that you do too. In fact, I think all three of us get along quite nicely. Waking up with her in between us this morning was heaven. If only it could be that way every day. I also liked waking up next to you, too. It’s like we’re a different kind of family now if that makes sense.”
“Yes,” I replied, “it makes perfect sense. Plus, you’re my best friend.” Hugo smiled at me.
“You’re my best friend, too, Nico. I always want you in my life.”
“And both of us always want Michelle in our lives, too.”
“You know what this means, right?” I nodded at Hugo while pouring us some coffee.
It meant that we would be in some kind of three-way relationship, except that we’d be sharing Michelle. The more I thought about it, the more it made perfect sense. Hugo was a bit more mature and sophisticated, whereas I was still a boy at heart. Michelle could have the best of both worlds with us, and neither Hugo nor I wanted to be apart from her.
“I’m fine with it as long as you are.”
“I say let’s do it, brother.”
We sat there and drank our coffee, accepting the fact that we would be in a three-way relationship with Michelle. If she wanted it too, of course. If she didn’t want it, then our hearts would be broken. Something told me that, at least for her time in Russia, she’d be on board with the idea. She could spend her free time with both of us while having amazing sex.
“What if we took her out?” I nodded at Hugo and agreed. “We should spoil her, you know? She’s working so hard for her own father. I really got the feeling last night that she doesn’t have much of a social life. And even if she does, something tells me that Chase Harrington keeps close tabs on her.”
“I just have one concern, though, Hugo. Michelle is a bit controlling, don’t you think? Won’t that stop us from spending time together?”
“As in you and I spending time together?” I nodded. “Nah, bro. Michelle is just used to always being in control. You know her personality type. Christ, look at her father! She just needs to learn how to relinquish control, like she did last night in bed. Give it time. Even though she’s an amazing businesswoman, there’s a part of her that’s dying to be set free. I saw it in her eyes last night, both on the phone with her father and in the bedroom with us.”
“You may have a point,” I said. As long as she didn’t try to control us, then it could be a very fulfilling situation for all of us.
“Just think about last night, for example. Remember the first night we fucked her? Michelle was like a Dominatrix, a Mistress, telling us how and when to fuck her and cum. But last night she let us be in
I sat down next to Hugo on the stool and thought about everything he was saying. If she was willing to give up control in the bedroom, then it was possible for her to do it in real life too.
“Being in a three-way relationship doesn’t freak you out at all, though?”
“It’s not really a three-way relationship, Nico. That would mean all three of us took turns with each other, and obviously, that’s not going to happen between you and me. We’re talking about her being with us. That’s it, Nico. Plus, you and I are always together anyway.”
“Well, let’s start by spoiling her a little bit and see where it takes us. Maybe you’re right. Maybe Michelle will give up some control.”
I scrolled through my phone and pulled up some pictures of Michelle. Hugo and I looked at them as we drank our coffee, commenting on how utterly beautiful and perfect she was.
“I think this will go very well,” Hugo said.
“What about when she has to leave, though?” Hugo let out a sigh and hung his head. He wasn’t one to discuss his emotions too much, but I know that he got attached to women pretty easily. When the day came for Michelle to go back to the United States, I knew he’d be depressed. It’s just how he was wired.
“We’ll deal with that when that day comes,” he said. “For now, let’s focus on the present. Just like we do in business. We have a business plan and ideas for the future, but you can’t move too fast. Remember, that’s what Dad always taught us.” I nodded at him. “The same goes for this relationship of sorts with Michelle. We can’t control the future, Nico. We can only focus on the present.”
“Understood, Hugo. Speaking of the present, I think we should definitely spoil her with some presents. Obviously, she can afford to buy her own gifts, which is why I think it’ll mean more to her. How about some of those Russian boutiques we see women in all of the time? I bet she’d love their clothes.”
“That sounds like a great idea,” Hugo said. “And let’s take her to a vodka tasting. In America, all they really do is taste wine and beer. It’ll be a new experience for her, and she does love vodka.”
Chapter 13
Michelle
I woke up face-down in a pillow. It felt luxurious, like the kind I was used to at the hotel Elaina and I were staying at. Yet when I rolled over to look at the clock on the nightstand, I realized that it wasn’t the same clock. In fact, to my right was an indentation indicating that someone had slept next to me all night. So I turned to my left and found another one. The sheets also smelled differently, almost like the cologne the Stepanov brothers wore.
That’s when I realized that I wasn’t in my hotel room.
I sat up and looked around the room. I hadn’t been in it before, yet I recognized that scent. It’s what I smelled the first time I met with Nico Stepanov. I looked on the floor and saw his clothing in a pile, then to the left, and saw Hugo’s clothes. It all started to come back to me. I was at Alexander Stepanov’s mansion, dealing with my father on the phone when Hugo walked outside.
I tried to remember the conversation that I had with my father. He was telling me about a few guys he found for me to marry, and that he was vetting them. Regardless of what I said, I couldn’t get it through to him that I didn’t want to be in an arranged marriage. He still viewed it as a business contract, and it drove me insane. I needed his money, though, so I kept putting it on the back burner, telling him that we’d discuss it when I got back.
At some point, Hugo came outside, and that’s when things heated up.
“Fuck my life,” I said, rubbing my temples, remembering the hot sex we’d had. I had let my hormones get the best of me yet again, having another threesome with the sexy Stepanov brothers when I should have kept it professional. I leaned forward and shook my head, trying to remember why I had let myself get so careless and out of control with my emotions.
My father wasn’t just talking about an arranged marriage, though, I suddenly realized. He kept pushing for me to finish this project. After all of our years working together, I couldn’t believe that he still didn’t trust me to get this done on time. At no point had I ever lost a contract deal. Even when I’d made mistakes, it wasn’t because I was lazy. In fact, he’s the one who pushed me to read documents thoroughly before signing.
“He must really want to retire,” I thought while searching for my clothes. It was the only reason. He was probably thinking about golfing all the time while his daughter’s husband ran Affinity Finance. The sooner I got married, the sooner he could cash out and be done with it. It would do him well to retire from the company, especially since he was up there in years, but it was ludicrous to suggest that I needed a husband.
I finally found my clothes in another pile on the floor, with my bag sitting right next to it. My head hurt even more as I leaned forward to retrieve it, and I immediately took a few ibuprofen without any water. Maybe it was the combination of drinks or the fact that I was getting older, but I simply couldn’t drink that way anymore. Or perhaps the vodka in Russia was too strong for my liking.
I dug inside of my purse and fished out my phone, then dialed Elaina. I knew that she was probably worried about me.
“Where the hell have you been?”
“Okay, first of all, good morning. And second of all, I’m sorry. I think I’m at Nico’s place.” I knew that she’d answer the phone that way. It wasn’t like me not to check in with her wherever I went, and I vowed to text her when I got back from the party. A part of her was still nervous about us doing business with Russian mafia members, let alone the fact that I was sleeping with two of them.
“What do you mean, ‘you think,’ Michelle? Are you in danger? Is it the mafia? You know the Stepanov’s are members of the Russian mafia! The brothers seem okay, but did you piss off one of the higher-ups at the dinner party? I knew that I should have gone with you! You could have told them that I was your assistant because it was a dinner business party! Oh, God! Do I have to call the United States Embassy here?”
“Relax,” I said while searching for my caffeine gum. I always kept it on hand for those types of mornings. “And please kick it down a few notches. My head is pounding. Anyway, I ended up having another threesome with Hugo and Nico in an empty room at their father’s mansion. It was even better than the first time, Elaina. Afterward, however, his father tried opening the door. Luckily Nico had locked it.”
“Oh, my God!” I pulled the phone away from my ear because she had yelled so loud. “How was it? I bet it was good. Which one of them has the bigger penis? I bet it’s Nico. He’s bigger, isn’t he? But I bet that Hugo is the better lover. He seems more attentive while Nico’s the kind of guy who’s like, ‘look at my big shaft!’”
I burst out laughing. Elaina was much more hyper than I was, but she always found a way to make me laugh. If only the Stepanov brothers had another brother for her. For a moment, I considered having her date one of them, but I quickly realized that I was far too selfish.
“It was fun, all right? I’m not caffeinated enough to give you any more details right now. I just wanted to check in with you and let you know that I’m all right.”
“Well, look, yes, you should have checked in with me. But good for you! You’ve needed a good dicking-down for a while now. Have some fun while you’re in Russia because you know what happens when you get back to the states. After all, your daddy needs to find you a man to run Affinity Finance one day since having a vagina means you’re not qualified enough.”
“Thank you,” I said while chuckling. “I’ll keep that in mind. Now, how’s the project going?”
“Well, we’ve started processing through the legal channels. It won’t be too long, but at least a week before the signing. I’m sure that your father is pushing for you to finish this deal sooner, but tell him that we can’t put a gun to legal’s head. Especially since we���re doing business with one of the most prominent members of the Russian mafia. I mean, of all projects, I can’t believe this is the one he’s trying to rush along.”
On the one hand, it would be terrible if things took a long time. Yet as I looked at Nico’s and Hugo’s clothes on the floor, I was actually kind of excited. That meant that I’d be spending even more time with them, hopefully, most of it in bed. Plus, it was all out of my hands. My father knew that when it came to legal documents, you couldn’t push too hard or too fast. And Elaina was right. We were dealing with the Stepanov family.
“That’s wonderful,” I said with a smile on my face.
“How is that wonderful, Michelle? Oh, I get it. Because now you get to sleep with the Stepanov brothers some more. Hey, if you want, I can put in a few words to make it last even longer! But only if you can find me a hot Russian to fool around with, too.”
“No, God! My father may actually kill me, Elaina. Are you crazy?”
“Relax, I’m just kidding. I just needed to snap you back to reality. I’m sure you’d love to stay in Russia for a few months with those guys, but it has to end eventually.”
“Don’t remind me,” I said, thinking about having to deal with my father’s arranged marriage idea. I kept wondering what kind of guy he’d try to set me up with, seeing as how he’d already starting vetting a few candidates. “Alright, I’m gonna get dressed and get out of her. I’ll text you in a bit.”
After I hung up with Elaina, I slid out of bed again and put on my dress. I went downstairs to find both Hugo and Nico waiting for me, sitting at the table with coffee, and smiles on their faces. It was actually nice walking downstairs to see them smiling at me, almost as though all three of us were meant to be together.
“Are you in a rush, Michelle?” I smiled at Nico, whose morning face looked even sexier first thing in the morning. Both of them looked so hot in just their pajama bottoms and those sexy, chiseled abs. I actually wondered if it’d be possible to wash clothes on them, too.
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