The Pursuit of Pleasure

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Chapter 7

Victoria’s black pump tapped nervously against the foot of the table as she stared at the one person who was even more responsible for this mess that she was in.

Tanya.

She watched as she swayed a few strands of her hair behind her ears and her not-so-innocent eyes, as they gleamed back at hers in uncertainty. Last night, she had been angry, furious, pissed even - but having slept it off, now - she wasn’t quite sure what she was meant to reprimand her friend for.

It was mostly her fault for sleeping with a complete stranger wearing a mask. It was supposed to be a spur of the moment thing, a flimsy act on her behalf. If her father ever found out about this, being called a whore would be nothing compared to what he’d actually do.

Vladimir Sinn was not an evil man. Strict and old fashioned maybe, but being controlling was in his nature.

Being engaged to Chad, hadn’t entirely been her idea. It had been more of a business transaction on both sides. After being reminded that she had been primed and trained to continue the Sinn legacy, she had no other choice but to accept the man that was chosen for her - by her father.

The news about their break up had disappointed him. And he blamed her. It was not that he said anything about it but the look on his face was more than enough.

“So is this the thanks that I get? Silent treatment, really?” Tanya asked, staring at her half dazed friend.

Victoria drew a lazy brow in her direction.

“Oh, don’t give me that.” Tanya waved off her hands at her.

“Well, what do you want me to say?” Victoria quiered, folding her arms casually infront of her.

“Oh, I don’t know. How about, how was sex with my brother?”

Victoria’s face flooded with colours and her eyes darted around the restaurant to ensure that nobody heard her.

She didn’t want to discuss this with Tanya. “The sex” was mind-blowing, earth shateringly delicious and her sore private was evidence of that. But no, she couldn’t possibly talk about this with Tanya. It felt weird.

“Can you be any louder? Seriously, I think the maître d’hôtel didn’t quite hear you and neither did the old lady crossing the street a few blocks from here.” She replied sarcastically.

Tanya placed her elbows on the table infront of her and leant forward, “You’re upset.” She stated.

“You think?” Victoria retorted, “I had--. Your brother and I had--”

“You can’t even say it can you. The hell did he do to you?”

The colour in her face brightened. “Tanya, stop.” She warned

“But I want to know...no, wait. I don’t.” Tanya shook her head, then stopped. “Wait. Is it wrong that I really want to know? I mean I know that he is my brother and all.”

“Are you crazy? I’m not telling you anything. Plus, He forbade me to talk about it with anyone, you especially.”

“So you guys talked afterwards?” Tanya grinned.

“We sorta had to. The masks were off remember? And he looked heavily constipated. Gwad!” Victoria groaned cupping her face in her hands. Was she that repulsive to the male population? He had seemed really into it - into her, all until the masks came off.

She sighed inwardly. Perhaps she wasn’t he’s type. Come to think off it, he had never really dated brunettes before.

“So what happens now?” Tanya voice snapped her out of her dazed.

Victoria shrugged. Maybe try and pretend that none of this happened. Move on. Go on with her boring life. It was what they had agreed.

Tanya then raised her brows at her, “You’re both gonna pretend like last night didn’t happen?” She gaped, shaking her head in disbelief.

Victoria mumbled against her palms, “That’s the plan.”

“Are you serious?”

“We have to. You know how my dad is. He’ll summon a freaking storm if he ever finds out.” She replied, shaking her head at the thought.

Tanya slammed her back against her chair, “You’re father’s the worst. He literally takes the fun out of anything that’s meant to be funny.”

Victoria chuckled. It was true. The man had no sense of humour. At all. But this wasn’t funny, it was serious.

“But seriously, how was it?” Tanya pressed on, ” I mean, I don’t want the details just the overall feedback.” Tanya enquired, grabbing her glass of white wine from the table. “Was it a loss cause?”

Victoria drew a long exaggerated breath then lifted her lids at her friend.

“It wasn’t a loss cause.” She sighed, running her thin fingers through her dark locks.

She then muttered, through her hot flushed face,” Let’s just say that Nikolai really knows his stuff.”

“Does he now?” Tanya smirked,“Would you do it again?”

Victoria’s head snapped up, scowling across the table to her. ” Are you insane? No!”

“You mean that even if things were different and your dad didn’t exist?”

“No. Why are asking this? It was a one time thing. A mistake. It wasn’t even suppose to him.”

“Yeah, but it was. You said he knows his stuff, I just want to know if you’d do it again. No judgement here.” Tanya shrugged, taking a sip of her wine.

There was a pause. Victoria stared at her friend for a moment. Would she? The words “hell no” was at the tip of her tongue but the small voice at the back of her head scoffed at her, you know that you’d do it in a heart beat.

Last night had been far beyond what she had expected, nothing like she expected. She had laid in bed, thinking, reminiscing about every touch, every kiss, every thrust. Tracing the lines on her hot skin where his hands had been, where his lips had lingered. Nikolai was no doubt unforgettable. If anything he was a taste of addiction. But nothing else could happen -- would happen.

And it wasn’t only because of her dad but of Nikolai,himself. The expression that he had on his face once he had seen that it was her underneath the mask, was nothing short of being repulsed.

Of course he was. Why wouldn’t he? He had always thought of her as his little sisters friend. It must have been horrifying.

“I wouldn’t.” Victoria finally said, tapping her forefinger against her glass of water.

Tanya hummed disappointingly and tilted her glass to her mouth once more. Then her eyes moved past Victoria and widened.

“So you’re telling me, that if he walked in right now, you wouldn’t care? Or do that little funny half shriek- half giggle sound you do when you’re nervous? ”

“I don’t do that. And no, I wouldn’t do anything because It. Didn’t. Happen!”

“Good.” Tanya smiled and casually placed her glass back on the table,“because he just walked in with one of his bimbos strapped to his arm.” She motioned her head towards the entrance and Victoria turned around.

A weird sound escaped her mouth as she sprung her head back, widening her eyes at Tanya, who was already laughing at her expense.

This wasn’t happening!

Her heart lurched into her throat. What was he doing here?

“Shit! Stop it, Tanya.” Victoria hissed through clenched teeth,“You’ll draw his attention.” She tilted her head down sideways and then place her elbow on the table, holding her hand to the side of her face.

“Oh..my..goodness..” Tanya gasped for air, “I honestly didn’t think that you’d be this predictable.”

“Stooop!” Victoria begged.

“What? He’s already seen us.”

“I can’t believe you. I’m leaving.” Victoria announced, pushing back angrily against her chair.

“Oh come Vi! ”

“No, I had something else to discuss with you but it’s obvious that you’re not taking this seriously. ” She grabbed her phone from the table.

“Vi, please.”

“No, Tanya. I’m out. I have to go to the pharmacy anyways.” She pulled her bag from the chair.

“But Vi ---”

“I don’t want to hear it Tanya. I don’t want to have to sit here with you being a freaking tease..” she hissed, thrusting her phone in her bag.

“Who’s being a tease?” A familiar smooth velvety voice asked from behind her.

A wave of shivers ran down her back and all hairs at the back of her neck stood on edge.

It was him.

His warm enticing voice made her insides crumbled and set her body on fire.

Seriously, what was wrong with her.

" That would be me.” Tanya replied offering her brother and innocent smile.

“And what are we teasing about?” He asked but raised one of his brows towards Victoria.

A hit wave flushed over her entire body, as she held on to her breath. Did he have to look the way he did? It was bad enough that he was here on a date but even worse to look at her with such fire in his eyes. Or was she imagining it?

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