Chapter 7

Nikolai held her hand and drove like a madman till he reached his hotel. He ignored the doorman in his haste to get her up to his penthouse.

He grabbed for her as soon as the doors to the private elevator slid closed. Oblivious or uncaring of the cameras he was sure were placed there. He growled as the sexy scent of her arousal reached him.

Fuck, his baby was hot as sin. Her face was fucking perfect. Like an angel, he thought. Her coloring all golds and ambers. Luminous skin, silky hair with beautiful highlights other women paid a fortune to try and mimic, curves that made his mouth water. And she was his. She just didn’t know it yet.

Nikolai couldn’t hold back another second. He took her face in his hands, testing the softness of her skin against his fingers. Need overwhelmed him, and he dove in for all he was worth.