LOGINShare
Dangled
Last Updated:
2025-02-18 19:47:52
BONIHow are you liking this new thrill?!😆 Thank you for reading this far and I can say that this book is definitely worth it😘
Related chapters
BRATVA'S OBSESSION Strange Comfort
Josephine The sky also mourned Mathew as rain came down as tears, soaking the ends of my black dress and shoes. I stood motionless with glossy eyes, staring at the freshly dug grave where Mathew laid in peace. The biting cold didn’t matter, my aching feet didn’t matter also, Mathew was gone. I stood there with a soaked bouquet in one hand and Evelyn holding an umbrella beside me. Everyone trickled away slowly, whispering their condolences to hurry out of the rain. Mathew’s family never said a word to me, they stared at me with hatred in their eyes before deciding to leave, leaving I and Evelyn alone. “Jo....Let’s go, the rain is getting stronger.....” she murmured softly. She was right, the rain wasn’t going to stop anytime soon but right now I want to be left alone in my thoughts. “You can go on Evelyn, I want to be alone.....” Her brows furrowed in concern. “Alone in the rain? No, I can’t leave you like this.” I let out an agitated sigh. “I can head home alone.
Last Updated : 2025-02-19BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER EIGHT- Business deal
Sasha I turned on the shower, stepping under the scalding water as steam filled the bathroom. My muscles ached, from the events that went on tonight. A traitor from my Bratva had the guts to point a gun at me. Big mistake. He was properly dealt with and his head would be sent to his family as a gift. No one crosses me and still gets to keep their head, I make sure of that.... My thoughts drift off to Josephine, she haunts me. Days have gone by since I met her at the diner, yet she still haunted my thoughts. Her tear stained face, flushed nose and cheeks with those pouty lips of hers....everything drove me crazy. I ran a hand through my wet hair, resting my forehead against the cool tiles. Water cascaded over my shoulders, but it did nothing to cool the heat burning beneath my skin. I could see her, shivering from the rain as she looked up at me with confused and wary eyes. The black dress she wore had clung to her curves and in that moment I wanted to touch her, he
Last Updated : 2025-02-20BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER NINE-Moth to a flame
Josephine The sphygmomanometer beeped, indicating it was done checking Mr Chevalier’s blood pressure. It read, 156/109 which made me purse my lips in disappointment, he hasn’t been taking his anti-hypertensive medication. “Sir, why haven’t you been taken your medication?” I ask with worry. He scoffed and looks down at the reading. “Those are just numbers, I feel fine.” Sighing, I unstrapped the cuff from his arm. “Sir, you may feel fine now, but hypertension is a silent killer.” He snapped his fingers to a guard and immediately a cigar was placed in between his middle and index finger. My eyes widened with how oddly casual that was and the fact that he’s smoking in front of me. “I’ve also advised that you should quit smoking too.” I state sternly. He takes a drag and smoke escapes his nostrils like a pro. “This is the way of a French man, my own father smoked almost everyday and he lived a long life.” My fingers itched to take away the cigar from his fingers
Last Updated : 2025-02-22BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER TEN- His coat
Josephine The day ended with my brain in a scrambled mess, after the encounter with Sasha, my thoughts were bombarded with questions about him and I struggled to work efficiently. I let out an exhausted sigh, stepping out of the bathroom all oiled up for bed. My gaze travelled to the window, staring at the dimly lit street below while secretly hoping that Sasha was watching from afar. There was no one in sight and I was shocked to feel devastated by that realization. Shaking my head, I shut the blinds and went on to get ready for bed, slipping on my silk shorts and a matching little top to go with it. “Why do I constantly think of you?....” I murmured out loud. I was ashamed to admit this but after Mathew’s death a few weeks ago, all my thoughts were haunted by Sasha. Instead of mourning my boyfriends death, I was rolling in bed thinking about a mysterious grey eyed man. My eyes instinctively drift to his coat that he had draped over me the night at the diner. The c
Last Updated : 2025-02-24BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER ELEVEN- The club
Sasha My fingers drum steadily on the mahogany desk of the meeting room. My business partners and work employees sat discussing about the shipments logistics and security reinforcements. Sergei rambled on with his presentation, pointing to the projected screen in front but my thoughts were elsewhere. Josephine. The way she looked at me, all flustered with wide eyes, clutching her robe in a pathetic way of shielding herself from me like I hadn’t already seen the tiny nighty shorts she wore underneath. At first I summed her flustered behaviour as just nervousness but when I mentioned the coat, I knew there was something more. Her eyes darting across with a guilty look in them. How she flushed red once I mentioned her using the using the coat and that solidified my suspicion. She touched herself. My jaws tightened, taking a deep breath through my nostrils to ease the raging tightness in my work pants. “-Pakhan?” My gaze snap up to notice everyone staring at me
Last Updated : 2025-02-27BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER TWELVE- Always right
Josephine A low groan escapes my lips as I roll on the cool silk sheets of the plush bed. My brows furrow with a banging headache that doesn’t seem to stop anytime soon. I blink through my blurry vision, staring straight at the dark ceiling of an unfamiliar room. Fear and anxiety creeps into my heart and I sit up immediately, my eyes darting across the strange room. Where am I? The room was huge with a luxurious interior that looked expensive. I glanced down at my outfit and notice that I wasn’t in my clubbing outfit bit a very over sized shirt that was definitely for a man. The faint addictive scent of Sasha wafts my nostrils once I take a quick sniff. Memories of last night came flooding in like a broken dam. Being too drunk and flirting with Dr Oliver, Sasha showing up from nowhere to drag me out like some wasted teenager. The horrifying feeling I had before throwing up all my guts on his car and then everything going blank. The disgusting sour taste in my mouth fr
Last Updated : 2025-03-03BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER THIRTEEN-Underground fighting
Josephine The sunlight streaming through my blinds brought my mind back to reality as I wake from my short unsuccessful nap. Thoughts on the other night have been gnawing at me and I’ve been restless. I reached for my phone to check the time and immediately let out a groan, I had only napped for three hours which doesn’t seem to feel enough. Memories of my embarrassing actions at the club flashes into my head and makes me cringe. Dr Oliver’s hands on my waist, the way I was all over him like a damn koala and then Sasha literally dragging me away.... My mind doesn’t seem to comprehend such an absurd morning I just had with Sasha feeding me breakfast and later dropping me off at my place like we had a one night stand. Heat rushed to my cheeks but I let out a sigh in frustration....I need to apologise to Dr Oliver..... Numbly, I search for his contact and quickly dial his number without thinking too much. It rang twice and each time I silently prayed for him to not pick
Last Updated : 2025-03-06BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER FOURTEEN- STAY OUT OF IT!
I nervously peed into the toilet bowl with only the droplets sounds of my pee and my racing heart heard in the dingy stalls. I try to control my breathing to calm down but the psychotic look in Sasha’s eyes keep flashing into my head. My hands shiver under the running tap in fear of what was waiting for me right outside the bathroom. “You’ve got this....” I murmur. I turn the bathroom door numb and it opens with an annoying squeaking sound which makes me wince as I stare down the dimly lit hallway. Letting out a breath of relief from no sight of Sasha, I decide to head back to Evelyn. My steps echoed through the hallway but it quickly comes to a halt once I hear muffled noise coming from a beneath the dark stairway. Every cell in me screamed to run away but curiosity always killed the cat. I tiptoed just to take a quick look to see if anyone needed help that I might be able to provide. Like a fool, I inched closer and was now able to make out a few words but I co
Last Updated : 2025-03-09
Latest chapter
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER SEVENTEEN- untitled
Third person POV Louis tightened his jaws, staring at the photos in his hands that was just given to him a few minutes ago. They were photos of Josephine seen with Sasha Romanov, the pakhan of the Russian mafia. After the events of last night at the underground fighting club, Louis had sent his men to tail and keep watch on Jospehine. He was surprised to see her with Sasha of all people. “What is it?” Mr Adrian Chevalier , his father asks. He hands the photos over. “Last night, your personal nurse had witnessed a private execution at the underground fight club.” He snarled. Adrian frowned as he stared at the picture of her entering into Sasha Romanov’s car. “When was this taken?” “This morning. I had my men tail and watch her just in case.....” a sense of pride filled his ego and the thought of doing a good job. Adrian eyed the photo, Puffing out smoke from his cigar unto the photo. “How do these two know each other?” he murmured to himself. Louis takes a seat and
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER SIXTEEN- Into the Unknown
I shouldn’t have called him. My fingers trembled, gripping my phone tightly as I stared at Sasha’s contact just after ending the call a few minutes ago. What the hell am I doing, calling a total stranger? Whoever did this wanted me to feel threatened, vulnerable and exposed and it worked because I stood in the middle of my apartment hallway, shaking with fear. My eyes shook across the hall for any sign of movement or to find anything strange but I was just being paranoid. I crossed my arms in an attempt to ease my anxiety but that didn’t help either. The elevator at the end of the hall dinged open, causing a short gasp to escape my lips. I squinted my eyes to see who it was and I felt sudden relief. Dressed in formal black pants and white shirt, Sasha strode towards me leisurely and my feet moved on their own in a hurry. A sob escaped my lips as I walked into his arms, wrapping my arms around him for comfort. He stiffened slightly but engulfed me in his arms,
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER FIFTEEN- My future
Sasha I couldn’t stop the wide grin of excitement that stretched on my face. What else but fate could explain the possibility of seeing Josephine at my underground fight arena? It was a hobby of mine to dabble into fights that were arranged for specific nights to recruit more men into the Bratva. I went a little carried away during the fight and might have gone too far with the beating. Seeing Josephine in the midst of the crowd felt like a breath of fresh air, she brought me back to my senses but she ran away too quickly. Once I saw the picture that Sergei had sent me of her spying on the French mafia, my legs moved to find her quickly. If I had just been a minute late, then she would’ve been caught and silenced, leaving her body to be found later. Her foolish nature of no sense of danger has thrusted her into my world of danger and death. The French mafia definitely knows who she is and that puts her in a dangerous situation. Sergei walks in with Viktor Mikhailo
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER FOURTEEN- STAY OUT OF IT!
I nervously peed into the toilet bowl with only the droplets sounds of my pee and my racing heart heard in the dingy stalls. I try to control my breathing to calm down but the psychotic look in Sasha’s eyes keep flashing into my head. My hands shiver under the running tap in fear of what was waiting for me right outside the bathroom. “You’ve got this....” I murmur. I turn the bathroom door numb and it opens with an annoying squeaking sound which makes me wince as I stare down the dimly lit hallway. Letting out a breath of relief from no sight of Sasha, I decide to head back to Evelyn. My steps echoed through the hallway but it quickly comes to a halt once I hear muffled noise coming from a beneath the dark stairway. Every cell in me screamed to run away but curiosity always killed the cat. I tiptoed just to take a quick look to see if anyone needed help that I might be able to provide. Like a fool, I inched closer and was now able to make out a few words but I co
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER THIRTEEN-Underground fighting
Josephine The sunlight streaming through my blinds brought my mind back to reality as I wake from my short unsuccessful nap. Thoughts on the other night have been gnawing at me and I’ve been restless. I reached for my phone to check the time and immediately let out a groan, I had only napped for three hours which doesn’t seem to feel enough. Memories of my embarrassing actions at the club flashes into my head and makes me cringe. Dr Oliver’s hands on my waist, the way I was all over him like a damn koala and then Sasha literally dragging me away.... My mind doesn’t seem to comprehend such an absurd morning I just had with Sasha feeding me breakfast and later dropping me off at my place like we had a one night stand. Heat rushed to my cheeks but I let out a sigh in frustration....I need to apologise to Dr Oliver..... Numbly, I search for his contact and quickly dial his number without thinking too much. It rang twice and each time I silently prayed for him to not pick
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER TWELVE- Always right
Josephine A low groan escapes my lips as I roll on the cool silk sheets of the plush bed. My brows furrow with a banging headache that doesn’t seem to stop anytime soon. I blink through my blurry vision, staring straight at the dark ceiling of an unfamiliar room. Fear and anxiety creeps into my heart and I sit up immediately, my eyes darting across the strange room. Where am I? The room was huge with a luxurious interior that looked expensive. I glanced down at my outfit and notice that I wasn’t in my clubbing outfit bit a very over sized shirt that was definitely for a man. The faint addictive scent of Sasha wafts my nostrils once I take a quick sniff. Memories of last night came flooding in like a broken dam. Being too drunk and flirting with Dr Oliver, Sasha showing up from nowhere to drag me out like some wasted teenager. The horrifying feeling I had before throwing up all my guts on his car and then everything going blank. The disgusting sour taste in my mouth fr
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER ELEVEN- The club
Sasha My fingers drum steadily on the mahogany desk of the meeting room. My business partners and work employees sat discussing about the shipments logistics and security reinforcements. Sergei rambled on with his presentation, pointing to the projected screen in front but my thoughts were elsewhere. Josephine. The way she looked at me, all flustered with wide eyes, clutching her robe in a pathetic way of shielding herself from me like I hadn’t already seen the tiny nighty shorts she wore underneath. At first I summed her flustered behaviour as just nervousness but when I mentioned the coat, I knew there was something more. Her eyes darting across with a guilty look in them. How she flushed red once I mentioned her using the using the coat and that solidified my suspicion. She touched herself. My jaws tightened, taking a deep breath through my nostrils to ease the raging tightness in my work pants. “-Pakhan?” My gaze snap up to notice everyone staring at me
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER TEN- His coat
Josephine The day ended with my brain in a scrambled mess, after the encounter with Sasha, my thoughts were bombarded with questions about him and I struggled to work efficiently. I let out an exhausted sigh, stepping out of the bathroom all oiled up for bed. My gaze travelled to the window, staring at the dimly lit street below while secretly hoping that Sasha was watching from afar. There was no one in sight and I was shocked to feel devastated by that realization. Shaking my head, I shut the blinds and went on to get ready for bed, slipping on my silk shorts and a matching little top to go with it. “Why do I constantly think of you?....” I murmured out loud. I was ashamed to admit this but after Mathew’s death a few weeks ago, all my thoughts were haunted by Sasha. Instead of mourning my boyfriends death, I was rolling in bed thinking about a mysterious grey eyed man. My eyes instinctively drift to his coat that he had draped over me the night at the diner. The c
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER NINE-Moth to a flame
Josephine The sphygmomanometer beeped, indicating it was done checking Mr Chevalier’s blood pressure. It read, 156/109 which made me purse my lips in disappointment, he hasn’t been taking his anti-hypertensive medication. “Sir, why haven’t you been taken your medication?” I ask with worry. He scoffed and looks down at the reading. “Those are just numbers, I feel fine.” Sighing, I unstrapped the cuff from his arm. “Sir, you may feel fine now, but hypertension is a silent killer.” He snapped his fingers to a guard and immediately a cigar was placed in between his middle and index finger. My eyes widened with how oddly casual that was and the fact that he’s smoking in front of me. “I’ve also advised that you should quit smoking too.” I state sternly. He takes a drag and smoke escapes his nostrils like a pro. “This is the way of a French man, my own father smoked almost everyday and he lived a long life.” My fingers itched to take away the cigar from his fingers
