The Accountant

18. The Private Party

"Surprise!!!" Dinara and Lizzie screamed in unison. They rushed to her for a group hug, placed a tiara with Swarovski crystals on her head then yanked her to a beautifully decorated chair.

"Shit! Dinara..." Her future sister-in-law was speechless, beautiful amber eyes wide as she gaped in fervor and dread around her.

"Don't...this is your bachelorette party. Celebrate and enjoy the night." Beau tried to get up but she glared at her.

"Your brother...if he finds out," Beau gulped the bubbly pink champagne handed to her by the doctor. The latter drained her glass in one go, nervous as hell.

"Which he won't," Dinara said confidently. "Come on. Loosen up. You won't have the same opportunity such as this one and you know it." Beau nibbled on her lower lips and her eyes were seriously calculating the consequences. After a few seconds, she nodded her head. Her smile turned into a full grin.

"Let the party begin!" Dinara shrieked, utterly elated and one by one the sexy men danced before them.

Lizzie and Beau giggled at her enthusiasm, cross-eyed, they watched the barely covered boys undulating their bodies, their buff muscles bunching. Impressive.

"Come on boys, show us more of what you got." Dinara clapped eagerly.

Let the party begin.

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Dominic

Fuck it! This stupid emotion will be the death of him

Anticipation was the most dominant of all. Although a part of him dreaded the reunion. What if his detka didn't want him anymore?

Damn shit! If he had to fuck some sense into her all night, he'll do it! Provided she's totally healed. He hated the thought of her even with the slightest discomfort. But if it was otherwise then he had no problem reminding her of who he was to her and of who she was to him.

She was his and they were going to spend the rest of their lives together. There's no fucking question about it.

If she wanted grand gestures then she will have the grandest of all.

"This is the hotel my detka and the girls are staying in?" He hissed. The place was a security nightmare. A lot of people from all walks of life come in and out of the Disneyland Resort.

Disneyland? Really?

He didn't peg his Beau to be a child at heart, nonetheless, if she had wanted to have fun in this type of environment he would have made it possible for her.

-What do you know about her asshole?-

He frowned. His conscience was right. He never took the time to know more about her except in the biblical sense. That will change.

But damn! Those were hot sizzling fucking they did back then. And it's a guaranteed sizzling hot later when he got her back.

Provided she accepted his ring.

-She fucking will.-

"Yes, tzar," his general answered with a big frown on his face. He went directly to the hotel's check-in counter and used his charm to get more information.

Anyone looking will mistakenly assume he's relaxed and easy-going. It's a huge oversight.

He knew exactly what Alec was feeling because it was exactly what he was feeling. Times ten.

With his dark gray eyes impassively surveying the busy lobby around him, he tried to think of what to say to his baby.

It was a good idea to rehearse. Dominic didn't want to mess up later. There were a lot of things to do with her and he knew what's number 1 priority will be. His cock stirred from his active imagination.

Shit! He hoped she was fully healed. He was dying of blue balls for weeks. There's no sense in self-pleasure and jacking off and wasting his cum on the bathroom floor. It has to be deep inside her.

"Where is my tzarina?" Dominic growled between his gritted teeth when Alec came back with a grim expression.

"Tzar..." He was hesitant to answer him but he knew there was no other way to break the news.

"What?" The tzar loathed bad news. And if it's bad then, there's no time to delay. Shit!

"Your woman and the girls have rented a private villa a few kilometers from here." His scowl deepened. That's great news. It meant despite this idiotic incident, the ladies had thought of their safety. But..."What?"

"Umm, they are hosting an exclusive party right now." Alec shifted on his feet nervously and his hands were clenched tightly.

Dominic knew he wouldn't like the answer to his next question.

"How exclusive?" There's a barely contained menace in his soft deadly whisper.

"Just the three of them and five male celebrities." The general barely got the words out of his gritted teeth when he shared this information with him.

-Motherfucker! You've got to be fucking kidding me.-

When he got his hands on his detka, he vowed she wouldn't be able to sit for days.

And his sister... He and his father will send her back to the most reclusive convent in France or better yet, she will be homeschooled. He was sure his parents will agree with him.

As for Dr. Hope. He glanced at Alec and if his looks could kill...he grimaced. They will both have their hands full tonight.

Literally.

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Dinara

Oh, fuck! Is this fun or what?

Hot sweaty men took their turns stripping to their strings at the makeshift center stage, their muscles flexed from their sexy moves.

At first, both Lizzie and she were screaming in outrage and had to cover their eyes. But after the fifth margarita, all they did was scream in excitement. Well, except Beau.

The bride-to-be seemed unimpressed like she had seen better. She was sure she had since she had Dinara's brother. Yucks! She didn't want to think the two of them doing the dirty. Bad for her constitution.

Beau's by the buffet table with one almost naked dancer following her around like a lost puppy and serving her grubs and drinks.

Shit! That man needed to lay low. Her sissy looked uncomfortable around the dude. They were paid to entertain not to bother anyone.

The music blasted through the vibrating speakers and the party was at its peak. She made a mental to send their entertainment home by midnight. There's no telling if her brother and his men were already on their way here.

One moment she was dancing through the beat, her body swaying clumsily at the rhythm and the next thing she knew she was flat on the floor with her partner on top of her protecting her from the bullets hitting the concrete ceiling.

A loud ferocious growl was heard at the entrance of the villa and a man on a mission marched towards Beau.

Shit! Dominic.

Pushing the guy away from her, Dinara glanced around in panic. Alec also has Lizzie thrown over his shoulders. Her drunken squeals can be heard around the quiet room.

Magic Mike dancers cowering in fear behind the buffet table.

Just like that her precious party was over. Her JBL surround stereo was destroyed by the bullets and their strippers were being escorted out of the poolside none too gently. Guns on their heads.

"Hey," she shouted in protest. These guests were her responsibility. No harm will come to them. This was all her fault and she will take the brunt of the punishment.

"Stop right there young lady." Her whole body stiffened at the sound of anger from that voice. She slowly turned. She could feel her eyes widen in shock and panic. She tried to smile but it came out more of a grimace.

"Maman," her mother's blue-violet eyes hardened and narrowed at her very very short cut-off pair of Levi's denim and red tube blouse.

-Uh oh. I am in deep shit.-
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