The Russian Billionaire's Fiesty Serb

 'I've got a couple more hours to go.' I yell, rolling my eyes. 'Whatever you have to say can wait until tomorrow.'

I see the light at the bottom of the door flicker from his footsteps as he walks away. My annoyance disappears to be replaced with relief. I have no idea what he wants to talk about. I highly doubt it is to apologise for the way he spoke about me to Ryka, because that would mean admitting that I am not just a human flesh light to him. I shake my head at myself. Very doubtful.

Whatever, I shouldn't even care. To begin with, I agreed to his terms. All I need to do is keep my feelings in check or if i can't do that then i'll break off this arrangement.

I look at myself in the mirror, convincing myself of this. Happy with the determination that I see gazing back at me I dry off and wrap the towel around me.

I walk out of the bathroom, wrapped in just my towel. I scan the room for my bags that Nik's butler had grabbed. I see nothing, just great.

I rummage through one of the random white wardrobes in the room, and find a pale cotton robe. This will do. I drop my towel to the ground, and grab the robe off the hanger. I hear someone clearing their throat.

My heart leaps out of my chest, causing me to lose grip of the robe as it slips down to the plush cream carpet. I turn around, naked, to see Nik staring at me in that intense way that makes my insides turn to mush. No! Must not be weak!

'Jebote! Jesus christ, have you ever heard of knocking?!' I say with venom.

He smirks at me, 'I tried that before, it didn't really get me very far did it?'

I glare at him, still naked, 'Oh I wonder why? Have you ever heard of personal space? Oh wait, I guess that isn't a concept where you're from.' 

He stares at me unfazed by my irritation, or maybe he doesn't even care that I am irritated. 

Nik doesn't say anything, he walks closer to me. Instead of stopping in front of me like he normally would, he brushes past my body. The close contact causes my nipples to pebble with awareness. Bastard did that on purpose! 

He sits down on the bed with a smug expression. I rush to the floor to get the robe to cover my arousal, then think better of it. Why should i even be embarrassed anyway, he's the one who barged into my room. If he wants to tease me, two can play at that game.

I leave the robe on the ground and stand back up, I walk toward him and stop in front of him in all my naked glory. I tilt my head up in a regal posture, not ashamed of anything and narrow my eyes at him. 

He stares at me, surprise alight in his gaze. Nik was clearly not expecting me to be so brazen when I normally try to cover up every opportunity I get. He usually rips any and all clothing away from my grasp like an animal.

I continue standing on display for him and my nipples tighten further as goosebumps move along my skin. 

His gaze is immediately drawn to the pink buds, he swallows deeply. 

'See something you like?' I say, smirking at him.

My words jolt him back to reality and he glares at me, 'This isn't the time for your games.' He loosens his tie.

'Who says i'm playing games with you?' I say with no remorse.

He stares at me not buying my act, 'Isn't that why you aren't getting dressed right now?'

I narrow my eyes at him, 'Why should it matter? I'm just your fuck-budy after all. Not as if it isn't anything you haven't seen before.' 

I walk over to the armchair that is across from him, nestled in the corner of the room and splay across it not caring that he has a good view of my breasts and my nether region. 

He lets out a hiss as he stares at my body, his eyes glued to my eyes, then drawing down lower to my breast and even lower to my glistening nether lips. He growls,'You really aren't going to make this easy for me, are you?'

'What do you mean?'

He scowls at me, throwing his hands up in the air, 'You know what I mean!'

I raise an eyebrow, 'Oh do I?'

Nik sighs, 'Fine, I see what you are doing. I know when to admit I am wrong, as painful as it is.'

I tap my finger on my chin, 'You did something wrong? Really?

His jaw clenches as if he's in physical pain, he unclenches it and lets out a breath to calm himself before saying , 'I came to apologise about before.'

I grab my phone off the stand next to the couch, 'Yeah sure, apology accepted.' I open my phone and effectively dismiss him.

'What so that's it?!' He asks in an irritated tone.

I let out a dramatic sigh, and turn toward him, 'What do you want me to say?' 

His emerald eyes are glowing with anger, 'I don't think you understand what I'm saying. I've never apologised to anyone before.'

I scoff, 'Oh I'm sorry did you want me to get on the floor and bow down to your royalness, to show my gratitude.'

Nik walks from the bed as swift as a tiger, and places his hands on the couch behind my face, caging me in, he narrows his gaze at me, 'No that's not what I'm saying!' 

'Well what the hell are you trying to say then?' I ask with anger lacing my words.

He stares into my eyes and I return his gaze, as we stare each other down. The close proximity creates a familiar tension between us, one that makes me squeeze my legs together. 

His eyes never stray from my face, but I know he's aware of my aroused state, because his calculating gaze never misses a thing. 

He clears his throat, 'I'm trying to say that, I'm sorry about what I said to Ryka.' I can see that his gaze is sincere and he means what he is saying, which makes some of my anger melt away.

I continue staring at him, waiting for him to continue. He sighs, 'Look you aren't just a fuckbuddy. You're important to me.' A bud of hope begins to sprout inside me. 

'You're Stevan's cousin after all and I look out for my people.' He brushes a wet strand away from my face. The hope that was growing wilts and shrivels up inside me.

My soft heart hardens to granite, as he confirms yet again how I'm important to him but not enough to be his girlfriend. I should take a hint by now, stupid heart.

I hold his hand that's on my cheek, 'Really? Thanks I appreciate that.' I say looking at him, masking my hurt. 

He looks at me with so much warmth that I feel it chipping away at the wall I've erected around my heart. This is getting dangerous. 

I take his hand off my cheek and slip out from under him and walk over to my dressing gown. I quickly put it on. 

He looks over at me, his eyebrow arching, 'Did I say something to upset you?'

I cross my arms, and put on a sweet smile. 'Nope, I'm just feeling tired. I better be getting to bed.'

He looks unconvinced as if he wants to ask me what the issue is but then decides against it, 'Just know that if you need anything I've got staff here on call 24 hours a day, and of course I'm only a few doors away.' He winks at me.

His expression turns serious, 'Just know that you are safe here Jas.' he rubs my chin in an affectionate manner, 'Goodnight.' he kisses my cheek and leaves.

My heart warms at the affectionate gesture, and I have to slap my cheeks to snap myself out of it. Repeat after me Jas, we are just friends!!! Even if we have really hot sex together!

I throw myself into the plush bed, 'Arghhh, I'm so screwed!!' I try not to think too much about it and snuggle under the covers, drifting off to sleep.