Klaus stared absently at the condensation slowly forming in his glass, too distracted to notice that the ice had almost completely melted and the bar lights had come on, thoughts swirling in his head as he tried to figure out how act next, he had always considered himself a cautious man, his plans and his actions went hand in hand down to the smallest detail, things did not always go according to plan, he knew, but of all possible variables I had never imagined that one.His brother and Anika had been together for two and a half years, he knew that much, what he had never understood was the dimension of that relationship, and how disgusted he was with his older brother, whom he had always considered the type of man he wanted to be, relaxed, who went with the flow and always fought for what he wanted, not for what he was ordered to do, he had always considered his brother Nikolay the freest of the Petrov brothers, the only one who had been capable of to free himself from his father's c
Anika looked at herself in the mirror, one more week had passed since the last time she had spoken to Klaus, and she couldn't deny it, she missed him, for days, she had even tried to establish a conversation with one of the men outside through the window. Getting no more than a couple of acknowledging glances, before being completely ignored, so she had decided to organize a bit, the room was a bit of a mess, Klaus used to keep everything completely organized and tidy in a precise place, the man even stood up, he made sure there were no wrinkles in the bedspread, so Anika had started to notice his absence even more with her own mess after all, she didn't have much to do. Her new camera was a complete beauty, but she had no way of getting out of the cabin to take the pictures she wanted, so she had finally decided to distract herself in another way, but now, after taking a long shower, while she was naked in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but analyze her body, Anne had never b
Klaus clenched his jaw after taking a long drink from the bottle while Peter stitched up his back, feeling his head pounding, he picked up the glass of ice and held it to his aching jaw, the light from the office getting irritating. "Your father has quite an interesting parenting concept," the man murmured as the needle penetrated his skin, Klaus had sent for him after his father's visit, which evidently had not ended in good circumstances.Mikhail Petrov was a large, imposing man, fifty-six years old, his dark, slightly graying hair cropped in a military style, a short beard concealing a pair of ancient scars, his eyes a stormy gray framed by two bushy brows and an frown that expressed nothing but hatred and superiority, he had been a member of Spetsnaz, a team of special forces, trained to kill and had seized power from the mafia more than thirty years ago, he had raised his children under the discipline and terror, training them all, Klaus had always been considered less fit by hi
Anika groaned in pain, feeling the throbbing pain in her head and nausea, the movement around her making her aware that she was in a vehicle, the smell of leather and blood making her tense, as well as the feel of her bare skin against something rough. and that covered her completely, she opened her eyes slowly, feeling a pang in the back of her head, she didn't know where she was, her heart was pounding as memories began to fill her mind, Klaus had been in the cabin, then the shots…no, it hadn't been Klaus, had it? Her head ached and she wasn't completely sure what had happened, but the blow to her head and the fear that settled in her chest told her that there was something wrong, she just had to understand what. She tried to sit up, but a hand tugged at her side causing her to freeze."Stay still" she heard a thick voice "You're safe now, I'll take you to Klaus" The man added, Anika put a hand to her eyes carefully, they weren't bandaged but they hurt"I'm going to throw up," she m
Klaus leaned across the table, trying to keep his temper in check while Dmitri, just as pissed off, looked at him from across the table, his brother the most like their father of all, even sharing the same big man build. and gross, his brother had a shitty temper, and Klaus had provoked him, they were in his father's mansion, at the head table, where they used to gather as a family fourteen years ago, before things went to shit. , Klaus and Dmitri were the eldest, while he handled the business and legal part of the affair in Russia, along with his father, his brother had completely taken over the business in America, creating his own little empire far from his home. father, and shit, Klaus wanted to punch him in the face."Can I keep the money of whoever dies first?" Alena asked, both brothers looked at her, slightly irritated and embarrassed to be in that position, acting like children with a tantrum, Dmitri narrowed his eyes at her sister, crossing his arms."Don't you have to go pl
Anika woke up to the cry of a baby, she rose between the silky sheets, her heart aching and missing her son more than ever, the feeling of emptiness that used to accompany nightmares, intense as the tears fighting to come out, but her dream had been different, she had dreamed of a little girl with dark hair and gray eyes, the feeling of loss in her chest fading as the confusion made her aware of where she was, she looked around, the relief quickly making her relax, she was in Klaus's room, she looked at herself, she was dressed in two-piece silk pajamas, which made her shudder slightly, had Klaus dressed her or someone else?The light in the walk-in closet was on, so she sat up, her body aching slightly from all the chaos, her neck feeling tense, and judging by the small patch on the back of her hand, Peter had treated her, what made her feel better, worse what she really needed, was to see the man she had been waiting for in the cabin, undressing as he entered and sliding the door ca
Anika smirked as she melted into Klaus's arms, the man had devoted his full attention to her for three consecutive days, although he still wouldn't let her see his wounds, which had started to irritate him, especially seeing the bloodstains that covered them. her chest and back occasionally, a cut on her cheek seemed to be healing quite well, so she wasn't so uneasy after all, she knew there was something different between the two of them, but she wasn't entirely sure what, the concern for Klaus for her had been obvious, but she herself had to admit that her heart jumped the second the man entered the room, the strange tension that had existed between them before the attack had been almost completely eliminated, perhaps it had been the gifts she thought, but she felt safe in Klaus's arms, but the man hadn't said anything about it, he just treated her delicately, adoring her for hours."How is Igor?" she asked, Klaus had been in a meeting earlier, so she was wearing a suit that only ma
Klaus slammed his glass hard against the door, glass shards falling to the floor, Anika had finally fallen silent, she had vandalized a good part of her room, ripped her curtains, she had even taken their suits and stuffed them into the tub, spilled a lot of creams and products on them, even the damn cleaning products had been spilled on his bed, there was broken glass everywhere, a couple of fairly expensive works of art were reduced to rubble, and fury ran through his body, the palm of his hand stinging to spank the woman's rear at that disrespect. But something in him stopped him from going to the room where he knew perfectly well she was, and fucking sense inside her and spanking her ass for having destroyed his property, but he knew that doing so would only make things worse, she now knew his position as A prisoner, and Peter had gone that afternoon with the Governor, things couldn't stop from now on, not now that he planned to get his brother's daughter back and stay with Anika.