A week is up

After you had fucked Abby instead of Sasha, you had quickly gotten dressed and left immediately, leaving Abby to take care of things with the Russian beauty. For 2 days, she had stayed at the 5 star hotel and Abby had even provided her some petty cash for shopping and other luxuries.

It's been a week since you had shaken Vladimir's hand and promised him a replacement bride, and now you're sitting in the back of a black sedan with Sasha next to you. Abby had arranged the driver to pick you up, then Sasha at the hotel, so that you 2 could go to Vladimir together. Abby had wanted to come too, but because this was the Russian mafia you're dealing with, you insisted that she stay behind at the estate for her own safety. If something went wrong and you had to use your magic rings, you didn't want Abby around for that.

You glance occasionally at Sasha, who seems very calm and normal even though she's about to go meet her future husband, a man she has never met before and a crime boss. The 2 of you had barely spoken today, only exchanging brief pleasantries. She's very presentable and dolled up, with her hair and make up all done nicely and she's wearing a yellow summer dress that's light and breezy but also does well to show off her tight body. The neckline isn't plunging, but it's just enough to show a hint of the top of her supple breasts. As you sit in the car, you can't help but let your mind drift back to the image of her naked and presenting herself to you a couple of days ago, and you have to constantly try to think of something else quickly to avoid getting an unwanted erection.

The sedan pulls up in front of the nightclub and you and Sasha get out. There's no line outside the club because it's still daytime and there's not much activity outside, although there is a tough looking Russian guy standing by the entrance. Going up to him with Sasha by your side, you say, "We're here to see Vladimir."

The Russian guy stares at you for a long time, then Sasha, before he turns to the door and opens it, holding it open for you 2 to enter without saying a word. You and Sasha proceed inside.

Inside, the nightclub looks different during the daylight with the lights on, although there are no windows. You had expected the place to be mostly empty, but there are a bunch of people around, men and women, most of them dressed casually and just hanging out. You guess even the Russian mafia needs a place to hang out when they're not partying or committing crime.

You don't have to go to the backroom this time to find Vladimir. He's talking to some people in Russian near the bar and from their laughter, you assume he's telling a funny story or joke. 1 of them notices you and Sasha and directs Vladimir's attention to you. Vladimir looks pleased to see you and you walk to each other, meeting in the middle of the room. The 2 of you shake hands. His hand is strong and cold.

"As we agreed. Your new bride. This is Sasha Markina," you say, trying to sound cool and tough.

Vladimir turns to Sasha, who holds out her hand. He takes it and kisses it while studying her with his eyes. There's a long few minutes of silence as he looks at her, going from her face to her body and all over. His express is hard to read and you can't tell if he's satisfied. In the meantime, you notice the room has gone quiet too as everyone stops talking and is paying attention to the 3 of you. You recognize some of the men from before who are probably Vladimir's henchmen and you assume everyone around knows what's going on.

After a while, you decide it's best to get out of here as quickly as possible. "So... if that's all, I'd going to leave you to it. It's been good doing business with you," you say.