Tony, Her Billionaire Russian: A BWWM BBW 5 Stories In 1 Bundle

by Cher Etan

  “Boss?” she said again. Tony continued to talk to Elijah about the price of gold and didn’t so much as flinch.

  “Boss!” Sophie said louder, making Tony look around at her in bewilderment, “I need to make an appointment with you for a meeting. We have several things to discuss,” she said.

  Tony stared at her in shock, “Like what?”

  “That’s why I wanna have a meeting so we can discuss them in a proper business environment,” she said a bit prissily.

  “Okay then. How about after this we go to my office?”

  “That works.”

  “Would you like anyone else to attend this meeting?” Tony asked looking like he was trying to suppress amusement.

  “No. You and I are fine for now. If you feel someone else needs to be there of course that’s your prerogative.”

  Tony turned to look at Elijah as if for explanation for his granddaughter’s behavior but he just shrugged and stuffed his mouth with sausages. Benjy seeing him, tried to do the same thing with mixed results. Katarina, seeing the mess he was making, hurried forward to pick him up from Sophie’s lap.

  “Before he dirties your linens,” she said apologetically as she wiped excess sausage from Benjy’s face, “I should take this little guy home and let you guys work,” she said.

  “I guess that’s our cue,” Elijah said standing up and Solomon followed his lead. He bent down and kissed his sister on the cheek, whispering ‘good luck’ into her ear before following their grandfather out the door. Sophie watched them go with a slight frown on her face.

  “What?” Tony asked; he’d been leaning on her bookshelf watching her bid the family goodbye.

  “Do Solomon and Katarina seem to be acting rather strange to you?” she asked.

  “Hey. Young love. Who can understand that shit?” he asked straightening up and heading for the door, “I’m headed for my office, coming?”

  “Lemme just make a few notes, I’m right behind you,” she said pulling a yellow notepad to her. On the first go-round as CFO of Tony’s group of companies she’d seen a few things that were running inefficiently and she had some suggestions on how to improve them. She bent her head, writing furiously. Tony watched her with a fond expression on his face and then left her to it.

  *****

  “Hey,” Solomon said hurrying to catch up to Katarina, “Wait up.”

  Katarina slowed down so he could come up beside her but didn’t look at him or acknowledge him in any way.

  “Did I do something?” he asked.

  Kat looked up at him. “Why would you think you did something if I don’t talk to you for two minutes?” she asked sounding exasperated. Solomon shrugged.

  “Okay then fine. I’ll leave you alone,” Solomon said and lengthened his stride to walk ahead of her. When they reached the parking lot he didn’t wait for the car but headed for the gate.

  “Where are you going?” Katarina called to him. Solomon pretended not to have heard her. She stopped and stared after him but Benjy began to fuss so her attention was diverted back to him. She sighed deeply and Elijah came up to pat her shoulder.

  “The path of true love never did run smooth,” he intoned but his eyes could not hide their amusement.

  “Huh. True love? I wonder,” Katarina said getting in the vehicle.

  “What do you think it is?” Elijah asked her.

  “Maybe I’m just the most accessible female he can find,” Kat said holding Benjy closer so he didn’t have to hear this conversation.

  “What? And here I thought the whole concept of being in college was to be around smart young attractive women,” Elijah said faux shocked.

  Katarina rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean,” she said fighting a laugh.

  “Yes I do know what you mean. Do you know what you mean?”

  Katarina stared at him, totally mystified by that statement. “I don’t understand.”

  “Sure you do. You just don’t want to understand. It scares you so you’d rather hide behind this patina of ‘I know what’s best for him’. Well you don’t. He does. And he wants you. What do you want?”

  Katarina color was very high and she stared at him hardly knowing where to start. “You say the most uncomfortable things Mr. Elijah,” she said at last.

  “I speak true things and you know it. For some reason people are uncomfortable with truth. I’ve never understood why,” Elijah looked out of the window as if trying to puzzle it out. Katarina stared down at Benjy who stared back up at her as if to say ‘Don’t know nothin’. She fished out her phone from her pocket and sent Solomon a text.

  I’m sorry. Please come home quick so we can talk.

  She stared at her phone with absolute concentration, willing him to reply. When after five minutes there’s still nothing she felt a lump in her throat, wondering what she’ll do if this is it; he’s had it with her.

  I have class.

  Her phone beeped loudly, startling her; which in turn startled Benjy. He screwed up his face like he might potentially cry and then he thought better of it and subsided. She stared at her phone screen, trying to read something deeper in the words than just the fact that Solomon was at college. Did that mean she should stop bugging him or…? She looked up to find Elijah staring at her in bemusement.

  “You’re doing it again,” he said with a smile.

  Katarina tried to smile back but she was too anxious. “I used to be a grown woman,” she said wryly, “Sol makes me feel like a teenager again.”

  “Mmm,” Elijah said and looked back out the window. They finished the rest of the ride in silence, dropping Elijah off at the jewelry store before heading home. She asked Samuel, who was driving them, to pass by Mikhail’s Emporium of Empirical Delights which belonged to Mikhail Petrov, Tony’s uncle. He’d been quite instrumental in extracting Katarina from a very bad marriage and getting her and Sam a position. She’d become close with Cara, his wife but she didn’t get a lot of time to see her. This would probably be a perfect time – nobody at home waiting on her; Sam was at school – and they would be delighted to see Benjy. Maybe in passing she could also get some advice from Cara about how to conduct oneself successfully in a relationship. She really hadn’t cared about such things before. Heaven knows she’d never expected to need the expertise…

  *****

  “Baby is it too early to start redecoratin’?” Sophie sheepishly asked.

  “How do you mean?” Tony asked, not exactly wary but cautious.

  “Well, on taking a walk through your esta-“

  “Our,” Tony interjected.

  “What?”

  “Our establishment.”

  “Oh yes, on taking a tour of our establishment I noticed there are various areas that could do with streamlining to improve efficiency. I could be mistaken about how things run or there’s something I’m not getting so I need you to work with me on this.”

  Tony perked up with a grin. “Sure thing. Where do you want to start?”

  “Let’s start with kitchen storage and the placement of fridges.” Sophie said coming forward to sit on his arm rest and place her notes on the desk. Tony had difficulty concentrating with her this close and he suddenly understood why she’d said working together might be a problem.

  “Er, darling. Yes I really appreciate the effort to streamline the business but I think you’d do better to work with the managers of each individual establishment on this; or some efficiency experts. I trust you and I know you’ll do a great job and it might go faster if you did all five establishments in one go; maybe get a team together and go crazy,” he said leaning back to look up at her.

  Sophie pursed her lips in thought. “Okay. That sounds more…efficient than this. I should get acquainted with what kind of finances we’re working with before I draw up a team.” She said standing up and heading for the door. Tony stood up as well.

  “Er honey?” he said.

  Sophie stopped moving and turned to face him, “Yeah?”

  �
�Don’t I get a kiss?” he asked.

  Sophie smiled and came back to him plastering her whole body down his side and placing her hand on his chest, “Of course you do honey. As many as you want,” then she leaned forward and licked his bottom lip causing him to open it with a sigh. That’s all the incentive she needed to insert her tongue in his mouth for a gentle yet thorough exploration of the inner recesses of his mouth. It felt like probing his soul and Tony clung helplessly to her, letting her do as she pleased. When at last she released him, his eyes remained closed and he had a beatific smile on his face.

  “Remind me again why working together is a bad idea?” he said.

  Sophie smiled smugly and patted him gently on the chest and sauntering to the door, an extra swing to her step. Tony flopped back into his seat, smiling at nothing. As she left his office, her assistant knocked tentatively and opened the door a crack, peering in at him.

  “Hello Mr. Romanov, can I come in?” she asked.

  “Sure,” Tony said feeling very expansive. Her eyes fell to his mouth and he wondered if he had lipstick stuck on him. With an internal shrug he decided he didn’t care. It wasn’t like it was some clandestine affair he was having. That was his wife’s lipstick plastered on him like a brand. He smiled inwardly at the imagery that evoked and then looked up trying to give…er, what was her name again? all his attention.

  “Sir, I was wondering if I could be reassigned. I don’t think your wife likes me very much,” she said to him. Tony stopped smiling and looked at her stonily.

  “Why do you say that?” he asked. She shrugged and sighed.

  “She was just really rude to me today and I don’t know how I’m supposed to work with her,” she said looking at him with puppy dog blue eyes. She leaned forward and her blouse fell open. He could see her bra peeking out where the blouse exposed her flesh and his eyes narrowed.

  “Are you saying you can’t do the job?” he asked, “Just to be clear.”

  His voice was cold and she couldn’t fail to notice that. She stepped back from his desk and clasped her hands anxiously in front of her skirt, “No sir. Of course not. I was just wondering if I could be reassigned. I know your assistant is going on maternity leave; maybe I could take her place.”

  Tony stared at her, wondering what games she thought she was playing. He needed to get his lawyer in the room, maybe find out which laws applied in the case where he wished to dismiss an employee because she didn’t like his wife. He was aware those were flimsy terms but…

  “Let me think about it, I’ll get back to you,” he said. Her smile was sunny as she thanked him and she left his office with a new spring in her step. He clicked on his intercom, summoning his assistant into the room.

  “What was the name of the employee that just left my office?” he asked her.

  Nancy his PA looked at the door as if she could still see the girl who’d been here, “I’m not sure. Shall I find out from HR?”

  “Yeah. And get me her employee file while you’re at it would you?” he said.

  “Right away Tony,” she said and headed out. Tony decided it was high time he got back to work; the business wouldn’t run itself.

  *****

  The bell that indicated someone was walking into the shop trilled its song and Cara looked up to see who was here. Her eyes fell on the short blonde woman holding her nephew in her arms and her face broke out into a wide smile.

  “Kat! How nice to see you. Come in,” she declared hurrying forward from behind the counter, arms held out for the baby. Katarina passed him to her with no more than a smile.

  “We were just heading back from throwing a surprise welcome party for Ms. Sophie on her first day at work and we thought we’d pass by here and see you.” She said.

  “That was nice of you. How did it go?” she asked leading the way downstairs with no more than an eloquent glance at her assistant.

  “It went well. Ms. Sophie was surprised,” Kat told her following her down the stairs. Benjy was gibbering in excitement at all the artifacts they were passing.

  “I’m glad. And how is my little pumpkin doing? Do you want some yogurt? Huh? Huh? I got some yogurt for my little pumpkin,” she growled in a sing song voice. Benjy was grinning and waving his arms with excitement as if he knew just what she was saying.

  “That boy eats like a line backer,” Katarina said in amusement. “We just had some food at his mother’s new office and he’s already excited for more.”

  “Well he’s a growing boy. Aren’t you pumpkin? Aren’t’ you? Who’s a growing boy now?” Cara continued rubbing her nose against Benjy’s as she spoke to him. She crossed over to her kitchen where she extracted some yogurt from her refrigerator and placed it in a cup of lukewarm water to warm up a bit. Benjy screamed with excitement when he saw it and both Cara and Kat gave him indulgent smiles in return.

  Without waiting to be asked, Kat crossed over to put some coffee on. Cara glanced assessingly at her but said nothing. She just continued to play with Benjy until the yogurt was warmed up enough.

  “What’s up?” she asked as all three of them were enjoying their beverages.

  “I need your advice,” Kat said blushing faintly.

  “Spit it out,” Cara said with a smile.

  “How do you make your relationship work?” she asked frustration evident in every word.

  Cara turned her attention away from the baby for the first time and looked right into Kat’s eyes.

  “What’s wrong honey?” she said. “Tell me everything.”

  Kat took a deep breath, “Well, I met a guy.”

  “Of course,” Cara replied hand in her palm and eyes intent.

  “He’s…wonderful. Kind, considerate, loving, passionate…he loves Sam,” Kat said eyes far away.

  “Still not seeing the problem,” Cara said with a smile.

  “He’s younger than me,” Kat said sliding a look at Cara under her eyelashes as she said so.

  “Uh huh?” Cara said not looking at all moved.

  Kat sat back thinking how to put this so Cara would understand.

  “Sometimes I feel like I’m stealing his life. Like he could be out there dating young fabulous single women without a care in the world instead he’s stuck with me,” she said miserably. “Other times though I look at just how easily Sam took to him; how seemingly effortless it is for them to get along and I think maybe I’m just jealous.”

  “Are you holding something over him, blackmailing him maybe, walk around with a gun to his head?”

  Kat looked at Cara like maybe the latter had gone mad, “Of course not.”

  “Then how is he ‘stuck’ with you? What’s stopping him from being with all these fabulous women you speak of?” Cara asked, but her voice was gentle.

  Kat was shaking her head; but not like she disagreed. More like maybe there was a fly buzzing around her head that she was trying to get rid of.

  “See this is why I need you. I need you to tell me how to control my crazy,” she said desperately. Cara laughed and then apologized for doing so.

  “I’m sorry it’s just…it’s been a while since anyone came to me asking for advice on new love. I don’t mean to laugh at you, really I don’t but don’t you think you’re creating problems where none exist?”

  “That’s what Elijah says too,” Kat said dryly.

  “Well then listen to us old fogies, we know best.”

  Chapter 2

  Tony was going through the morning paper and waiting for Katarina to bring in his sausages to the breakfast nook when Sophie came in with the baby. He looked up and smiled and she looked away from Benjy for five seconds to smile back. Tony stood up and came around the table to kiss her and his son good morning before pulling out her chair.

  “And how did you sleep?” he asked as he sat back down.

  “Well, let’s just say I slept like a baby,” She said with an impish grin. It had been an eventful night what with Benjy not being at all happy about his mother’s disappearance from
his life for the entire day; he was not really feeling up to being separated from her all evening and night. He had woken up three times in the night which was exhausting as they were all used to him sleeping through the night now. After he’d woken up the third time at 4am Sophie was ready to strangle him or put him in bed with them for the rest of the night but Tony talked her down and went to deal with the problem himself. He fed Benjy some milk and then rocked and sang him to sleep. He finally slept and Tony was able to put him down and come back to bed. Sophie hadn’t been able to go back to sleep so they’d indulged in a bit of early morning nookie before getting up to face the day.

  “Oh by the way, I forgot to tell you yesterday,” Tony said putting aside his paper as the sausages were placed beside his coffee and Katarina moved the bread basket closer for him to take his pick.

  “What?” Sophie asked feeding the baby some oatmeal.

  “Your PA, Natasha? Does not want to work for you. She wants to work for me.” He said with a small twist of his lips she couldn’t mistake. Sophie raised her eyebrow in surprise.

  “Why?” she asked.

  “She says that you two are not a good fit and that you’re rude and some other bullshit. I don’t know; I wasn’t really listening,” Tony said dismissively. “Anyway so then she tells me that my PA is going on leave – you remember Nancy had that surrogate situation? The baby’s due any day and she’s taking time off to bond with the baby – so this girl straight out asks me if she can be my PA. I was quite taken aback I do assure you. I mean seriously?”

  Sophie laughed, “So what are you going to do?”

  “Fire her obviously.”

  “How? You can’t exactly legally fire her for thinking her boss is rude…can you?”

  “Well no; but she said she can’t do the work – I think that’s grounds for firing. I have to discuss it with the legal department and see.”

  “We don’t have a legal department,” Sophie said with an intense side eye toward him.