Genius at Heart

Dinara:

Third day at Disneyland. And most probably the last. She had made sure to make it their best yet.

Nothing would ever change. That Beau will be married to her brother soon was an irrevocable fact. She had denied it all the time, fought the idea tooth and nail yet her eyes and her body language said otherwise. So, what better time to plan all of this than today? Away from the watchful eyes of Dinara's father, her brother, and her cousin Alec.

Innocent she might be, yet she was not. Long had she been influenced by internet porn sites. She had known what the fuss was all about.

Though she hadn't committed the act, her mind and imagination were no longer pure like what the sisters at the convent in France might have believed. She smirked. Some of them were not either.

This genius plan was her most daring yet. A surprise adult theme party for Beau's bachelorette with all the goodies that came with it.

Money and google were her best friends. With the right search of people, she and Lizzie were able to make it happen. Everything was set for tonight.

Well, except for the bride-to-be. They sent her on an errand while they executed their plans.

The party was to start at 8 PM or as soon as Beau arrived.

Dinara glanced at Magic Mike's best dancers. Damn! Smoking hot was an understatement. A cute, boy-next-door blondie with bulging biceps and washboard abs winked at her.

Her lips lifted in a confident smile. But...hell, no. Not interested. She had a specific taste. She had always wanted what her mother and Beau possessed.

She had always been captivated by the real bad-boy brooding types and he was not one. In fact, her dream boy was not amongst them. Yet...

Hmmm, they were an impressive bunch if she said so herself. Tall, heavy muscled, and as attractive as a big jar of melted chocolate with strawberries and cream on the side.

The three of them would enjoy watching the striptease.

"Do you think she will like this?" Lizzie whispered nervously in her left ear.

The mafia princess's chin tilted in her direction. She frowned. Damn! The doctor was as naive as they come. How? She was sure she had seen a lot of bodies-alive and dead-during her tenure in the medical field but her eyes... The depths of her hidden emotions were insane. This was definitely something to ponder on later.

"Course she will. This is her last chance to see and cop-a-feel guys other than my brother. Beau wouldn't miss this for the world." She nodded her head, agreeing with herself.

Lizzie shrugged and raised her palms. A sign of acquiescence to her judgment. "It's your call, Arie."

She grinned. Yes, it was.

Lizzie grabbed her hand and pulled her near the arc made of pink and black balloons. They both giggled at the custom-made printed design. She's a whiz.

Long blond locks bounced gently, her head bobbing in excitement and approval.

The heavily decorated area was softly lit with black helium balloons floating everywhere. And there's soft romantic music playing in the background to set the mood. Their male dancers in their black silk boxers with polka dot bow ties. In one corner, all their favorite foods were set up in a buffet. Plus, a huge chocolate fountain.

Perfect.

"What the fuck..." Beau's shocked face was a sight to behold. Her dainty jaw opened in astonishment at the newly decorated living room before her then she turned her attention to them. "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 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 what you got." Dinara clapped eagerly.

Let the party begin.

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 wants grand gestures, then she would 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 guaranteed sizzling hot later when he gets 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's 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's fully healed. He was dying of blue balls for weeks. There's no sense to self-pleasure and jack off and waste 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 from 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 home-schooled. He was sure his parents would 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.

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. Yuck! She didn't want to think the two of them doing the dirty. Bad for her constitution.

Beau was 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 and not to bother anyone.

The music blasted through the vibrating speakers and the party was at its peak. She made a mental note 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 would 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 short cut-off pair of Levi's denim and red tube blouse.

-Uh oh. I am in deep shit.-