IVANA'S POV I miss Aria so much, but there was nothing I could do about it.Like my step-brother said, if I loved my head, which I do, I shouldn't leave the clan for any reason, and I think I would be obeying that one order of his as it involves my safety.I mean, who wouldn't?Not after the incident at the mall yesterday.It was my first time. My first time seeing a dead person live and direct and I swear to fuck, it felt like a movie.“How are you feeling, Ivana?” Mom’s soft voice snapped me out of my thoughts as she joined me on the sofa in the spacious sitting room.“I'm good.” I forced a smile, turning to look at her.Infact, that was another big ass lie. I wasn't in anywhere close to fine. I was a wrecking mess and deep within me, I'm broken to a fault.“I'm sorry you won't be having your therapy session for a while, but once your step-brother takes care of the matter at hand, you will continue.”It wasn't as if the therapy was helping matters, but just to satisfy Mom, I nodded
RUSLAN'S POV The thought of burning down the Irish mafia clan and spilling blood, sent thrills down my spine. The thrill was unlike anything I've ever experienced.They won't see it coming.I made my way towards the control room to have Walter take care of some minor hindrances which could stop me from accomplishing my desires. “Walter,” I called once I walked in, only to see him fucking a bitch inside the control room, with her ass up in the air and his dick driving into her asshole with full force.“Bratva!” His eyes widened and he immediately came out of the bitch’s hole, his pre cum dripping down his dick.My gaze hardened and my eyes darkened, “what is going on here?” “I'm sorry, Bratva.” He immediately tucked his semi-hard dick into his trousers before sending the bitch out, naked.“The next time something of such happens, I will cut off your fucking dick myself.” I warned sternly, my dark eyes searing into his and his face turned an ugly shade of reddish-purple.“Yes, Boss,”
IVANA'S POV Gracious!I could barely remember what I looked like before this make-up was applied on my face.Lara was really into it. She wanted to make Jeremy's cock stir in his pants upon setting his eyes on me.I mean, who wouldn't?“Just wait and watch, the eyes of all the men in the party would be on you.” Lara said, coming to hold my shoulders in her hands, staring at me through the dressing table mirror, her lips curling up into a smile. A satisfied smile. She was happy with what she had done with my face.“Stop, Lara. It's not appropriate for mafia princess like us to say such. What if your fiancé heard you?” I hit her playful with my shoulder while she threw her head backwards, laughing.“Mafia princess? Yes. Reverend sisters? No. After all me and my fiancé, Richard have had sex, so there's nothing new.” She shrugged, letting go of my shoulders and I stood up.It seemed the dress which I fitted just yesterday became even more hot and shorter tonight.The slit was reaching m
IVANA'S POV With our fingers entwined, Lara led me to where the celebrant, Jeremy, was. He was busy talking with other important guests of his and not until we walked closer, only then did he paused to take a look at us. His eyes dragged from Lara, who flashed him a smile to me. He didn't look away instead, his eyes zeroed on me, and my stomach churned. The look he threw my way was unlike any look I've gotten from anyone before. Raw intentions sparked in his eyes. He wanted me, not as a wife, I could tell from the way his gaze darkened, but a bitch to warm his bed and pleasure him. Upon realising what he wanted from me, I was instantly turned off, and my zeal to please him just like Ruslan wanted, died at once. I doubt that zeal would ever wake up, not after the look he threw my way. “Hi, Jeremy.” Lara raised her hand, waving at him just so she could ease me of his intensive stare. I was grateful for her help. “Hello, Lara,” he drawled, as if pissed off that sh
RUSLAN'S POV A smile tainted with a bit of insanity dominated my lips as I watched the Irish mafia clan burn into ashes before my eyes. Unfortunately, the residents in the clan, including Lorenzo had vacated from the building before it went up in flames and came down in ashes. Satisfied with my art work, I turned around, heading back to the mountain where my motorbike was sitting prettily in the dark. Mounting on it, my phone rang and I almost rolled my eyes upon seeing who the caller's ID was. Igor was calling me for the tenth time tonight like I had absconded without his knowledge. Swiping the call red, I threw the phone in my pocket and drove off. I got to the clan in less than ten minutes, took my bath and dressed up for the party at Devine Clan. With Nicko by my side, we reached the Clan in twenty more minutes. Upon getting into the hall where the party was taking place, my eyes searched frantically for a certain person. It was unusual and so not me, but my ey
IVANA'S POV Did Ruslan's command make me speechless? Check fucking yes.Was I surprised? Fuck, yes, I was.My jaw literally dropped to the ground and for seconds, hell! Minutes, I couldn't take my jaw from the ground.“Are you that surprised? Should I make you do it?” He narrowed his dark gaze on me and a long breath whooshed out of me.“No…no. I… will do it.” I shook my head and slowly turned around, my ass raised in the air.I didn't know why I couldn't bring myself to argue or act stubborn under his eagle gaze.Hell, Ruslan fucking Orlov made me weak in the knees and scared to my bones.Striding towards me, he stopped just few inches away from my behind, his eyes zeroing on my round soft ass.“Nice ass you've got there, step-sister,” he leaned forward, whispering into my ears, his hot breath fanning my face.His voice dropped to a dangerous rumble, making my stomach clamp.Ruslan Orlov, without a doubt, is the reason why my stomach clamps every now and then.Stilling myself for wh
IVANA'S POV Standing beside Jeremy for hours was hell, considering the fact that I was on heels. My toes and calves were hurting badly. I was sure it would have been bruised already. After Ruslan made it clear to Jeremy that I wasn't a bitch who could warm his bed as a birthday gift, he cut me some slack, which was much appreciated. Ruslan left with Lara, while I remained by Jeremy's side. With a wine glass in my hand, my eyes fell on my step-brother who was busy talking to important people from the mafia world at the other side of the hall. Occasionally, our eyes met and I made sure to send his way, hateful glares and burning lasers from my eyes. He wasn't fazed by my glares, instead, he found it amusing as a dark glint appeared in his eyes and his lips slowly curved into a smirk. ‘If glares could kill, step-sister, I would have been dead already due to your deadly glares.’ A message popped on my screen and upon reading it, a scowl mapped my forehead and my face tur
IVANA'S POV As the night drew closer, my excitement grew. Excitement to return home. To the house of the Orlovs, which now happens to be a home for me too. After the call with Aria, I returned to the party in time and fortunately, Ruslan was already preparing to leave. Mom and Igor also stopped drinking and left in their car with Lara while I was told to come back home with Ruslan. The intolerable devil. I was puzzled. Didn't I come to the party with Lara, so why do I have to leave with Ruslan? It doesn't make any sense to me. While I was trying to make sense of the situation still rooted to the ground without moving, Ruslan who was ahead stopped walking, looking at me over his shoulder. “I don't mind leaving without you. You can as well stay back and warm Jeremy's bed like he wanted. Maybe, like you wanted.” He gave me a withering look causing a lick of fire to brighten the darkness in my eyes as rage slowly slipped in. “And what makes you think I will stay back to warm
RUSLAN'S POV My heart was racing faster in my chest as Ivana hugged me, her make-up smeared due to the tears leaving her eyes. The hold on the gun in my hand tightened and it took sheer willpower not to hug her back. So fucking tight, like without her, I wouldn't be able to survive. But I couldn't. Not in front of the guests. It might draw unnecessary discussions and rumours. It was the last thing I wanted at that very moment. Slowly, she broke the hug, gazing into my eyes. The once light-devoid eyes sparkled and I felt a stir in my chest. It was as if the life which was dead inside of me suddenly arose because of the way her lips curled into a smile. A genuine smile. “Ruslan,” the voice of my father, snapped me out of my thoughts, so I pulled Ivana behind me, aiming my gun at Jeremy who was shooting lasers at me. If looks could kill, I would be dead in an heartbeat. “What is going on?” Igor stepped forward, his brows furrowed and his lips curled in displeasure. He h
IVANA'S POV Peeling my eyes open, a throbbing headache slammed my head and I groaned, sitting upright, my hands massaging my temples.I need to quit drinking. It only causes unnecessary headaches and hangovers.Just before I could get up from the bed, the door pushed open, revealing Aria, Lara and Mom.My brows furrowed, not knowing what was going on. “Why are you all here?”“Take this hangover drink. Your wedding would be starting by 10am.”My heart slammed against my ribcage at the mention of the word, ‘wedding.’So it was really happening after all.The happy-ending I've always dreamt about has been swept under the rug and my dream to become a world renowned artist, was also crushed and trampled on.“What happened? You look sad.” Mom stepped closer, squatting in front of me, holding my hands in hers. “Princess, today is your wedding. Even if you're not happy, at least pretend to be. You'd be just fine.”Will I be just fine?I doubt that would be the case once I become Jeremy’s wif
RUSLAN'S POV Avoiding Ivana Alex was the hardest of all. It was so hard that I could barely keep my head working perfectly.I couldn't stop thinking of her and the way she occupied my mind without a rent was illegal.When Lara called me to come see Ivana during her last fitting, I wanted to decline as it would ruin the perfect layers I placed around my heart, but instead, I found myself in the wedding shop, seated, while waiting for her to walk out of the dressing room.Jesus fucking Christ…. When she did, I couldn't take my eyes off her.I had to fight with my demons, just so I could look away, just this once.If I didn't, things might get more complicated than it already was and Ivana's wedding with Jeremy?It would be called off… by me.I was barely holding up. I just couldn't wait for the next day to arrive so I could get her married and out of my system, as it was the best decision, but it kept getting harder with each passing second.“How does the dress look on her?” Lara asked
IVANA'S POV After the fitting was over, Lara paid for the wedding dress and we returned back to the clan.She has been grinning from ear to ear and working on something on her tablet without my knowledge.Maybe… she really didn't hide it from me, I wasn't concentrating enough to know what she was doing.Once we arrived at the Clan, I alighted from the car and walked away, all eyes on me.Like I said earlier, I was a walking dead. Even when Mom called me back to ask how the fitting went, I ignored her totally, heading upstairs to my room.“What's wrong with her?” She asked Lara who walked in with two bodyguards behind here, obviously holding the wedding dress.“Why do you ask, Mrs Orlov?” Lara furrowed her brows, halting on her track.“I called her but she didn't respond. She's so lost in thought and also pale like a walking dead.” Mom narrated to Lara who smiled.“It's nothing serious, Mrs Orlov. You shouldn't worry.” She assured Mom.Arriving at my room, I fell on the bed with my ey
IVANA'S POV Clearing my throat, I rose to my feet, moving away from the dining table. “I would love to return to my room and take a rest.”Mom, Igor and Lara settled their gaze on me, making me uncomfortable.“Don't forget, Ivana, your first fitting is in two days. Just reminding you, so you won't forget.” Lara informed me and I nodded slowly.“Thank you for the reminder.” Forcing a smile on my face, I walked out of the room entirely, going upstairs to my room.Once I was in, I fell flat on the bed, with my boobs pressing against it and my phone in my hand, staring at Ruslan's sultry words.My fingers absentmindedly threaded through my skirt, making contact with my wet panties.My fingers massaged my throbbing pussy, while I stared at the message, thinking of him.I wanted him to touch me, fuck me, make me his personal slut, but I doubt any of it would be happening anytime soon.My wedding was in six days and I doubt we'd be able to see each other, now that he was busy dealing with t
IVANA'S POV I groaned as the sun slipped into my room through the curtains. Turning from one end of the bed to another, I wanted to sleep more, but my head was slammed with ache, causing me to shut my eyes tightly, trying to make the aching go away. Minutes later, the ache wasn't leaving, so I peeled my eyes open slowly, taking in my surrounding and once I confirmed that I was in my room back at the Orlovs’ mansion, I relaxed a bit. “Arg! My head hurt.” Groaning with my hands on my head, I sat upright, massaging my temple just to reduced the hangover aching in my head. The urge to yawn took over and I raised my right hand to my mouth, trying to cover it as I yawned, but immediately my hand came in contact with my lips, the memories from last night came flooding into my head like the waves of the sea. Pecking Ruslan…. Kissing him….. Giving him a blow job… My lips parted in shock and my pupils dilated. “What have you do, Ivana?” My hands went to my cheeks, touching
RUSLAN’S POV Men feared my wrath, anger, ruthlessness. They fell on their knees, trembling at the mention of my name, but when it comes to my step-sister, Ivana Alex, I can't hold my anger for long.It was now the other way round.She always knows the perfect way to unlock and release every anger and grudge pent up in my chest.When she said she was sorry, I heard it clearly and it came as a shock to me, but I wanted to hear it once more, so I pretended like I never heard it.I leaned closer, my hands still on the steering wheel and my eyes focused on the road.I wouldn't love to get into an accident in the middle of the night. It was of no good to me or whatsoever.She was overly cute and innocent without any care in the world for me to handle.I was trying to remain cool and composed, but she unlocked the beast inside of me when she pecked my cheek.Ivana Alex was indirectly giving me a chance to fuck her, to brand her as mine and this time, I didn't hesitate.I was ready to fuck t
IVANA'S POV When Ruslan told me to remain where I was because he would be coming over, I thought of it as a mere threat, just so I wouldn't go with those boys, but turned out it was nothing close to a threat.He was so fucking serious about it. The second I set my eyes on him, he was striding towards me, his eyes blazing with fury and another kind of emotion. The kind of emotion I shouldn't call out without thinking about it twice.Ruslan is a psychopath who isn’t capable of emotions, but lately, he's been showing more emotions than I can handle and it keeps trying to tie me down.It made me crave him more. Want him more than I should. Think of forbidden things which shouldn't cross my mind at all….Before I could snap out of my reverie, he was already standing in front of me, his large hands locked against the shirt of the guy beside me.I was so dumfounded that I couldn't say a word other than watch him punch the guy, dislocating his jaw and sending his teeth flying out of his mo
RUSLAN'S POV I wasn't the overprotective kind of brother to Lara. I never was, not until Ivana Alex came into the picture. With her innocent looks, she has destroyed and disrupted so much in my life that can't seem to return back to normal anymore. I doubt my life could be as perfect as it once was. After they were gone, it took sheer willpower not to send Felix and Mark after them for protection. With the Irish mafia hovering around, it wasn't safe for them, but nevertheless, Lara assured me. She promised to give me a call if things went wrong, but it's been hours since they left, but I got no call or whatsoever. I had paperworks to handle and also needed leave for my warehouse for inspection of the goods coming from Italy, but it has been an hour, yet, I couldn't bring myself to concentrate on my work, let alone leave for the warehouse. Seated behind the desk with my phone and paperworks on the desk, I spaced out. Lara has always been the party type and neither could I