Burn

Chapter Twelve

Brianna:

"Egor, I wasn't expecting to see you here this morning." My cheeks were still flushed from the recent orgasm I had and I felt a little self conscious as the older man straightened his posture and smiled at me.

"Brianna, How are you? I wasn't supposed to be in this morning but I decided to drop in to see how you and Viktor are getting along."

I saw Viktor roll his eyes behind his father's head and I bit back a smile.

"I'd say we're getting along just fine, won't you Viktor?" I directed the attention to the man standing behind Egor, and he folded his arms.

"More than fine." He smirked at me and I couldn't help but blush.

"Splendid! Then I guess you two won't mind if I hang around the office today and watch you two in action." Viktor looked mildly irritated at this.

"We have a lot to do dad. Maybe next time."

"Oh don't worry. You two will barely notice me here. I think it would be a good time to see how you both handle running the company." There was a glint in Egor's eyes, telling me that he knew more than he let on.

"Do I have to call Mum and tell her that you're here working, Dad?" Viktor raised a brow and I saw Egor's eyes widened and his skin paled a little bit.

"You wouldn't do that to your poor old man, would you son?" I had to choke back my laughter as Egor turned to Viktor pleadingly.

"If you don't leave the office in the next ten minutes I will." He stated and I heard Egor huff.

"An old man can't have fun anymore." He muttered and I saw Viktor roll his eyes.

"Go have fun with Mum and stop trying to poke your nose into my business."

"Alright alright. I'm going. Brianna, I better see you at dinner on Sunday." He pointed a finger at me and I gave him a small smile.

"I'll see what I can do." I told him.

I could feel Viktor staring at me, but I didn't turn to look at him.

"Oh no young lady. You'll be there, even if I have to come drag you there myself." I couldn't help the laugh at escape.

"I'm serious, Brianna. It's time you meet the rest of the family and I won't be taking no for an answer."

I opened my mouth to respond but Viktor beat me to it.

"She'll be there, dad." I shot a look his way but he ignored me.

Egor raised a brow, but didn't comment.

"Alright. I'll see you two later."

"No you won't." Viktor called out as Egor left.

I spun to face Viktor, my arms crossing over my chest.

"I never agreed to a family dinner on Sunday and I don't appreciate you telling your father that I will be there." I said sternly.

"It's time that you met the family. They'll all love you. Besides, it's not like you have plans on Sunday."

"How do you know that? You can't be making my decisions for me, Viktor. We're not even together!" I exclaimed.

"Yet. We're not together yet. It's only a matter of time before I make you mine, Brianna. You should get used to it."

Get used to it?

"I'm sorry Viktor, but that's not going to work with me. I'm not leaving a relationship with one asshole to go with a controlling one. If being with you means that I have to give up my freedom of choice then no thank you." I saw his jaw clench so tightly, it looked like he might dislocate it.

"Brianna, let's make one thing clear here. You're going to be mine; no if's and's or but's about it. I could appreciate you wanting to be independent and do s**t on your own, but I'm here now. I'll never take your choices away from you in life, unless it is to protect you; you'll have the final say in 90% of the decisions you have to make and I won't step in. I'm not here to take away your choices in life; I'm here to guide and protect you. I apologize for speaking out of turn when it came down to my father asking you to join us for dinner, but I did not see a reason why you couldn't or shouldn't join us. I can't promise you explicitly that I won't do it again, but I'll try my best." My jaw was literally on the floor by the time he finished talking.

I wasn't expecting such a mature response from someone who f***s a bunch of random women for fun, and toss them aside after he's done.

"How are you so sure that this is going to work out between us, Viktor? So many things can happen that would cause this not to work and we'll still have to work together. I don't know if I want to take that risk. Things have already crossed over the professional boundaries and I think maybe it's time to reel everything back in." He moved so that he stood directly in front of me and I looked up at him from beneath my lashes.

"This, this is far from professional." His hand took mine and dragged it to the front of his pants, letting me feel his erection.

He was absolutely massive. I couldn't help squeezing him through his trousers and a low groan rumbled out of his throat.

"Now that I know what you taste like, the sounds that you make when you're about to c*m, you think I could ever be professional with you again?" I looked up at him with glazed eyes, my hand still rubbing his c**k through his pants.

"We're past the point of professional, Brianna. I want you, and I'm not going to stop until I get what I want."

"Viktor...." His lips came down on mine and I couldn't help the whimper that escaped me as I tightened my grip on his shaft.

He pulled away with a groan first, leaning his forehead against mine.

"f**k baby, as much as I love the feeling of your little hand on my c**k, you're about to make me c*m in my f*****g pants." He growled lowly.

I bit my lip, not believing what I was about to do. My hands went to his belt buckle, but he grabbed my wrist.

"You don't have to do that little kitten." He murmured, making me roll my eyes.

"I know I don't have to. I want to." I took his hand off my wrist and continued unbuckling his belt, before unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.

I slipped my hand into his boxer briefs, gasping when my hand came into contact with his thick shaft.

"Brianna." His gruff tone held a note of warning and I looked up at him with an innocent look.

"Yes?"

"If you do this, there's really no going back." I gulped at the seriousness of his voice, but continued by pulling his c**k out of his pants.

I was already too far gone anyways, what difference does it make now?

His d**k was f*****g huge. I know I felt it, but actually seeing it left me speechless. He was almost the length of my damn forearm, and thick too.

It looked like it was carved out of stone with how hard he was, but his skin was soft like velvet. There was already a drop of precum oozing from the slit in his head, and I swiped it off with my thumb, spreading it across the head.

A low moan sounded from him, making my p***y ache. His hand came up to my ass, cupping it through my dress and squeezing lightly.

I began stroking him from root to tip, feeling his c**k throb as I moved my hand up and down in a steady rhythm, twisting on each upstroke.

"f**k!" A choked sound came from his throat as I reached down to play with his balls, squeezing them lightly in my hands.

His free hand came up and fisted my hair as he claimed my lips in a brutal kiss. My hand sped up as he thrusted his tongue into my mouth, making a high pitched sound leave me as he squeezed my ass hard before giving it a smack.

I sped up the pace of my hands, wanting to see him come apart before me. He pulled away first, panting hard as he looked down between us at my tiny hand wrapped around his massive c**k.

"f**k, I'm not going to last much longer." He grunted, making my thighs squeeze together.

I felt his c**k thicken in my hand, pulsating wildly, before a sound that sounded more beast like than human escaped him.

He grabbed his handkerchief from the breast pocket of his suit and handed it to me.

I heard his breath caught in his throat before his hips thrusted up into my fist one more time.

I moved the handkerchief in time to catch the first spurt of c*m that escaped him, catching my lip between my teeth as I watched him unload into the expensive scrap of silk.

I've never witnessed anything hotter in my life....

He came a lot. Every time I thought he was done, another spray of c*m would shoot out of him and I heard a muttered curse from him.

When he was finally done, he let out a breath, his body relaxing against me. The handkerchief was ruined, completely saturated in his c*m.

His hand fisted in my hair, and he angled my face up so he could kiss me. His kisses were like a drug. It made my knees feel weak, and I'd be a puddle on the floor if he wasn't holding me up.

"Thank you for that, baby." He murmured against my lips, making me blush.

There was a knock on the door and he sighed.

He tucked himself back into his pants, fixing his suit back into place, before kissing my forehead and giving my ass one last squeeze.

"Go wash your hands little kitten. We have a lot to get done today." He went to open the door while I scurried into the bathroom to dispose of the handkerchief and wash my hands.

I took in my flushed cheeks in the mirror along with my swollen, slightly red lips and sighed dreamily.

Anyone who got a good look at me would know exactly what we were up to in here, and I couldn't find it in me to give a good damn.

I dried my hands and made my way out of the bathroom, stopping short when I saw Viktor standing at the desk with a grim look on his face.

"We have a problem." He said softly, his jaw clenched tightly.

"What? What problem?" I asked curiously.

"Your mother is suing your father's estate." My jaw dropped and my eyes widened.

"What?!"

"A little more quietly, Brianna. We don't need the other staff hearing about this." He said sternly and I nodded.

"Your mother is suing your father's estate for ten million dollars, including legal fees. She claimed that your father used to abuse her when he was alive, and that he exploited her to his business partners during their marriage." My legs threatened to give out underneath me and I staggered over to the nearest seat, dropping down into it.

"W-what?" That was the only thing that I could seem to get out at the moment and He sighed heavily.

"Apparently she has evidence that it happened, and someone who claims to be a witness of some of these events." He continued, but his voice sounded far away.

I didn't hear anything else he said after that as I was still trying to process what he told me.

"Brianna, kitten." He kneeled in front of me, grabbing my chin between his fingers and forcing me to focus on him.

"It's going to be okay. You have one of the best lawyers in the country and he's more than capable of handling this situation."

"That's not what I'm worried about, Viktor. I don't want my father's reputation or legacy tarnished by this. He worked hard when he was alive to make this company into what it is. I don't want my mother's lies ruining his image." My bottom lip wobbled and I felt the tears pool in my eyes as I thought of my father and what he would've said about this had he been here today.

"We're not going to let that happen, kitten. Do you trust me?" He asked and I nodded.

Although I haven't known him long, I've known Egor for years, and if he trusted Viktor, then I knew that I could trust him as well.

"Good. Consider it handled. I'll make sure everything works in our favor." He gave me a tender kiss that made me melt into him, wanting more.

I pulled away first before we got too carried away again.

"We should get to work." I said with a blush and he grinned at me.

"Of course."