Used by the Russian Mafia Boss: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance by Bella Rose Page A
Authors: Bella Rose
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Dimitri didn’t take the bait. “It’s a paltry cut. You were asking me to slice you wide open not three seconds ago. Now you’re going to cry about a little scratch? I think you’re goading me. Are you really that stupid?”
“I’ll take this incident before the council and have you sanctioned!” Boris announced. He rubbed his hands and stomped his feet, presumably to get the circulation flowing.
“Really?” Dimitri pursed his lips. “I feel like that would go badly for you. Nobody likes you, Boris. You’re a joke. You think you are important, but you’re nothing more than a gnat that nobody has bothered to swat. Try what you want, but you’ll find that you’re about to enter a whole new world of bad luck.”
“You have no power over me,” Boris said, dripping arrogance.
“Not personally,” Dimitri agreed. “But since I just bought the laundering rights on three of your businesses, I think you might want to rethink what you assume I can and cannot do.”
Boris’s face paled a few shades. Then he turned and stomped out of the room. He got to the end of the hall and paused. Dimitri almost expected him to say something else about the situation, but the man had only one more order to issue. “Stay away from my daughter. She’s an engaged woman.”
Dimitri snorted. “Now you’re just being ridiculous. But I’ll keep it in mind. Really.”
Boris was just walking out the door and ascending the steps to the portico when Ivan grabbed his arm, looking almost wild eyed with crazed excitement. “Rustikov’s men are here. They’re at the gate demanding their boss be released.”
“How convenient for them then.” Dimitri gestured to the door Boris had just exited from. “He can run up the driveway and catch himself a ride.”
“Don’t you think we should retaliate?”
“For what?” Dimitri shook his head. “They came to rescue their idiot boss. That’s nothing to punish them for. That kind of loyalty is rare, especially since Boris is such an ass.”
“We can’t let this kind of thing go without a response!” Ivan actually got in Dimitri’s face.
Dimitri put one hand out, laying his palm flat on Ivan’s chest. He bodily shoved the man out of his personal space. “Be very, very careful, Ivan,” Dimitri murmured. “You’re already on thin ice after that stunt you pulled with Anatoli.”
“Stunt!” Ivan snarled. “At least Anatoli does something. You sit around and do nothing. You wait and you play games and everyone laughs at you behind your back!”
Dimitri felt a jolt of shock, but immediately concealed it behind a poker face. It would not do to have Ivan believe that this asinine behavior was intimidating Dimitri. In reality it was just making him realize how pervasive Anatoli’s stupidity was. It was time to clean house.
Dimitri deliberately turned his back on Ivan and left the basement. He ascended the steps, Ivan hot on his trail. With long strides, he caught up to Boris. The man had already reached the front gate. His men stood with their weapons visible, waiting for their boss to exit Dimitri’s property.
“Open the gate!” Dimitri shouted to the enforcer in the booth. “He was not a prisoner here.”
“Bullshit!” Boris snarled.
Dimitri held out his hands. “I did not order your abduction and I’ve taken pains to isolate the ones who did in order that they be punished.”
Boris curled his lip, backing quickly out the gate toward the safety of his own men. Dimitri grabbed Ivan, shoving the man forward and then giving him a kick in the pants for good measure. Dimitri knew he’d taken Ivan completely off guard. Otherwise the man would have never been so easily shoved around. But this time he went sailing through the gate and right into the arms of several of Boris’s men.
“This man is Ivan,” Dimitri shouted. “He betrayed me in words and in deed. He is the one who took Boris Rustikov prisoner and I present him as a gift to be punished in whatever way
“I’ll take this incident before the council and have you sanctioned!” Boris announced. He rubbed his hands and stomped his feet, presumably to get the circulation flowing.
“Really?” Dimitri pursed his lips. “I feel like that would go badly for you. Nobody likes you, Boris. You’re a joke. You think you are important, but you’re nothing more than a gnat that nobody has bothered to swat. Try what you want, but you’ll find that you’re about to enter a whole new world of bad luck.”
“You have no power over me,” Boris said, dripping arrogance.
“Not personally,” Dimitri agreed. “But since I just bought the laundering rights on three of your businesses, I think you might want to rethink what you assume I can and cannot do.”
Boris’s face paled a few shades. Then he turned and stomped out of the room. He got to the end of the hall and paused. Dimitri almost expected him to say something else about the situation, but the man had only one more order to issue. “Stay away from my daughter. She’s an engaged woman.”
Dimitri snorted. “Now you’re just being ridiculous. But I’ll keep it in mind. Really.”
Boris was just walking out the door and ascending the steps to the portico when Ivan grabbed his arm, looking almost wild eyed with crazed excitement. “Rustikov’s men are here. They’re at the gate demanding their boss be released.”
“How convenient for them then.” Dimitri gestured to the door Boris had just exited from. “He can run up the driveway and catch himself a ride.”
“Don’t you think we should retaliate?”
“For what?” Dimitri shook his head. “They came to rescue their idiot boss. That’s nothing to punish them for. That kind of loyalty is rare, especially since Boris is such an ass.”
“We can’t let this kind of thing go without a response!” Ivan actually got in Dimitri’s face.
Dimitri put one hand out, laying his palm flat on Ivan’s chest. He bodily shoved the man out of his personal space. “Be very, very careful, Ivan,” Dimitri murmured. “You’re already on thin ice after that stunt you pulled with Anatoli.”
“Stunt!” Ivan snarled. “At least Anatoli does something. You sit around and do nothing. You wait and you play games and everyone laughs at you behind your back!”
Dimitri felt a jolt of shock, but immediately concealed it behind a poker face. It would not do to have Ivan believe that this asinine behavior was intimidating Dimitri. In reality it was just making him realize how pervasive Anatoli’s stupidity was. It was time to clean house.
Dimitri deliberately turned his back on Ivan and left the basement. He ascended the steps, Ivan hot on his trail. With long strides, he caught up to Boris. The man had already reached the front gate. His men stood with their weapons visible, waiting for their boss to exit Dimitri’s property.
“Open the gate!” Dimitri shouted to the enforcer in the booth. “He was not a prisoner here.”
“Bullshit!” Boris snarled.
Dimitri held out his hands. “I did not order your abduction and I’ve taken pains to isolate the ones who did in order that they be punished.”
Boris curled his lip, backing quickly out the gate toward the safety of his own men. Dimitri grabbed Ivan, shoving the man forward and then giving him a kick in the pants for good measure. Dimitri knew he’d taken Ivan completely off guard. Otherwise the man would have never been so easily shoved around. But this time he went sailing through the gate and right into the arms of several of Boris’s men.
“This man is Ivan,” Dimitri shouted. “He betrayed me in words and in deed. He is the one who took Boris Rustikov prisoner and I present him as a gift to be punished in whatever way
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