Obeying the Russian Mafia Boss: A Mob Romance by Bella Rose, Leona Lee Page B

could go down to the kitchens, food appeared in my room. It was actually a little creepy. Am I not allowed to socialize with anyone while I’m here?”
    Erik chuckled softly. He liked that she was still sassy in the middle of the night. “I’ll speak to the kitchen. Staff usually eats breakfast at eight, lunch at one, and dinner around seven. My chef is very particular about staff meal times. If you’re not there by the time she’s ready to clean up, you don’t eat.”
    “I’m used to cranky coworkers. That won’t be a problem.” She gave him a beautiful smile. “How was the club?”
    Full of sin, sex, drugs, and greed. “Business as usual. I’ll let you get some sleep,” he said. Sensing that she was more comfortable, he moved a little closer to her. She inhaled sharply and stepped back, moving into the spill of light coming from her bedroom. Her eyes were filled with uncertainty, and he stopped.
    Tonight would not be the night.
    “Is there anything I can get you to help you sleep? I have a stocked bar in my bedroom if a nightcap would help.”
    “In your bedroom?” she whispered. Her lips parted, and he tried desperately not to moan.
    Taking control of his body, he forced himself to smile. “You’re not required to actually join me in the bedroom if you do not wish to. I can pour you a drink and bring it here.”
    Turning her head slightly, she looked back at his room as through she were tempted. When she bit her lower lip, he couldn’t help but take those final steps until he was so close that he could reach out and touch her.
    She didn’t move, and the air grew heavy around them. She felt it. He knew that she felt it. There was lust in her eyes, and he could have bent down and tasted her.
    “Ella, if you’re not going to have that drink, you should go back to your room and close the door,” he said hoarsely.
    “Right.” Wrapping her arms around herself, she quickly stepped into her room and closed the door.
    Why did he give her a chance to back down? She wanted him. He knew what desire looked like on a woman, and she’d looked like she was starving.
    Normally, Erik simply took whatever he wanted, but there was something about her than made him stop. She was pure and beautiful. If he so much as touched her with his blood stained hand, he’d sully her.
    Closing his eyes, he moved into the bedroom and stripped off his clothes. Opening the liquor cabinet, he poured himself a vodka and tossed it back. After a thought, he poured himself another. It still wasn’t enough to chase the demons away.
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    When Ella’s alarm went off, she reached out to grab her phone. Reaching for the nightstand, she found only more mattress. Bleary eyed and confused, she blinked until she realized just where she was. This wasn’t her small bedroom with a twin bed. She lounged in a luxury king bed with satin sheets and down pillows.
    Scooting along the mattress, she grabbed her phone and switched the alarm off. Running a hand through her hair, she licked her lips and looked around. This was Erik’s mansion. Immediately the memory of last night flooded her.
    Just thinking about it made her heart flutter. Despite her initial fear, her body ached for him to touch her, but there was no way that he would want someone like her. Erik Chesnovak, sexy club owner and millionaire, no doubt wanted someone more his speed. Her tired mind probably saw something that just wasn’t there. Disgusted with herself, she threw the covers off and slid out of bed. Next to her phone was a note.
    Breakfast will be available for you in the serving kitchen at eight. Today I’d like the bedrooms on the second floor cleaned. You need to attend to my bedroom every day. Try to spend as little time on the first floor as possible.
    Why was she having to stay off the first floor? What happened down there that he didn’t want her to see? And how could he possibly have more bedrooms on the second floor? How many people lived in