IVANA’S POV PRESENT DAY Igor Orlov. Dare I say that he is one of the reasons why I came to Russia. A well-known country, filled with Mafia lords, cartels, clans of all sorts, that even the government doesn't have a say in their activities. He is the retired Bratva of Vipers Clan. My mother's new husband. It's funny how things happened so fast that I was barely able to wrap my head around it. Within a few months of meeting each other at a business meeting, they began to date and then two months later, they were married. And now, I have to go to Russia with my mom, be a mafia princess which I never for once dreamt of becoming. I will have to leave my friends, college, hometown to a place I haven't been and a life which doesn't fit someone like me. As a daughter who is very supportive of every of her mother's decision, I was happy that my mom finally found love after fifteen years of being alone, but the man she married, I wasn't in support of it. I can never be. “Mom
IVANA'S POV After plugging down everything in my stomach, I held the sink in the bathroom, staring at myself in the mirror.For the past fifteen years, the stench of my father's blood remained in my nostril, and at the sight of blood, the memories comes rushing like the wave of the sea, slamming into my head and making it hard to breathe.I thought I was getting better after seeing Dr. Neelam for at least, half of my life.She has always been my therapist and while I attend her therapy session and voice out everything I have held inside of me for fifteen years, I felt a little better, or moreso, I thought.During those time, I couldn't feel the stench in my nostril and I could tolerate the sight of blood, but my saving grace has expired, I guess.Now, that I was now a member of the supposed Bratva family, Mom would eventually hire a more professional therapist, after today's scene at the dining room.I turned on the tap, splashing water on my face, trying to blur the memory of my dea
RUSLAN'S POVI hate not being in control of everything and anything within my grasp.But it seems, today's deal with the Irish mafia clan was beyond my control.They are in charge of the goods, so I have to abide by each of their rules to ensure a successful transaction.When I got a call from them to meet up at an underground building in one of the most luxurious bar in Saratov, I just scoffed.They were all out to provoke me.Who the hell does a business in a damn club?But nevertheless, my clan needs those goods and as the Bratva, I'm in charge of providing the goods for my clan, so left with no option, I found myself in the bar/club.The Irish mafia clan were trying to outsmart me, but little did they know that I'm no ordinary man.I was brought up and trained by one of the top Mafia lords that ever existed, so trying to outsmart me would be their loss.Nonetheless, the transaction was successful in less than two hours and my men took the goods back to the clan while I stayed back
RUSLAN'S POVEven before I became the Bratva, after my father's retirement, showing off or flashy parties has unfortunately not been my thing.I hate so much attention. It gives way for jealousy, hatred and the need to kill.But, Igor, my father, never listened to any of my warnings against flashy parties, because at that very moment, he was throwing a month wedding anniversary with Ivory.Who the hell celebrates a month's wedding anniversary?Well, Igor did.He went against my warnings which needed to be heed, even if he was the one in control before me.He was no longer in control, I am.“Don't tell me Dad is throwing a month's wedding anniversary?” Lara whispered into my ear, her arm locked in mine as we made our way down the hall inside the clan, where the so-called wedding anniversary was taking place.“What do you think? Of course, he is throwing a fucking party.” I was mad, and at the verge of bursting. It was taking the last willpower in me to keep my emotions at bay until t
IVANA'S POVThese past two weeks in Russia were probably the worst moments of my life after the death of my father, fifteen years ago.I had gone through hell and was currently going through it, due to the imprinted blood stains that spilled all over the carpet from my father's head.That image remained imprinted in my head for the past fifteen years, despite seeing different therapists.None could help me end my phobia for blood or wipe those memories out of my head.And currently, staying with the Orlovs topped it all. Especially Ruslan, my overbearing step-brother.He always has a way to make me bend to his demands no matter how stubborn I claim to be.And today, was one of those days I wished would remain a nightmare.“What did you just say, Mom?” I didn't quiet catch what she had said earlier, so I needed her to explain it more clearer this time.“Your step-father and step-brother are in discussion concerning your marriage.” Mom said as drank from a cup of hot tea.“You are jokin
IVANA'S POV How did it all got to this? I just couldn't understand.Just three weeks ago, I was a free bird. Free from family problems and living my life just like every other normal person, but it all changed now.I couldn't blame anyone but my mother. For the sake of her happiness, she has dragged me to hell, to stay with a goddamn, evil, heartless, ruthless man. Ruslan Orlov.I have been confined to my room for the past two days without stepping out.When he told his right hand man to lock the door and not let me out, except with his permission, I thought he was joking.But, devil be damned. He wasn’t playing or joking. He was serious as hell.A sigh escaped my lips, as I stared at the white ceiling up above, lost in thoughts.Who would have thought my life would end up like this?I hate violence to the core, but my step-brother and the whole Orlovs family thrives in violence, conflict, blood, and death.I wasn't fit into their family, but I was shoved in nonetheless.A soft knock
IVANA'S POV My heart instantly scampered off at a crazy beat, not because of anything, but because of the thoughts of having sex with a man I share no mutual feelings or barely know.The Orlovs be damned. They're all crazy for forcing such rules on a twenty-one year old college student.I inhaled and exhaled, fidgeting with the hem of my crop top, below the table.No one must see my weakness, most especially, Ruslan.He would pry on it, feed on it and leave me vulnerable.“I'm barely twenty-one years old.” I let out a heavy shaky breath, trying to calm my racing heart. “Lara was eighteen when she got engaged.” Ruslan fucking Orlov always have a word of weapon to counter my attack, no matter how I try to outsmart him or talk my way out.“She was born and raised in the Vipers Clan, but I wasn't. I joined this family barely three weeks ago.” My gaze shot towards Ruslan, whose face was blank without any form of expression.“You will learn. You have to.” His words came out as a command,
IVANA'S POV Ruslan Orlov is not to be messed with.I thought I could break through his ruthless facade and make him change his mind concerning the arranged marriage, but he just proved to me that he was not to be messed with.The chill that rushed through every nook and cranny of my body after he said those words, back at the parking lots, were second to none.He wants to break me, bend me and make me eat from the palm of his hands. My step-brother wanted to do all this to me.Though, I wasn't expecting less from someone like him, but he exceeded my expectations, or more like, I underestimated what he could do.I stood outside the compound, watching as he got into his car, shut the door and drove off.He meant every damn words!Fury flared in my eyes, burning like hellfire. I wished I could burn him alive, until he is nothing but ashes left, but right now, I can't. I don't have such superpowers.He has the upper hands and to survive, I have to abide, eat from the palm of his hands a
IVANA'S POV This was so wrong. Very wrong in all aspects, but why do I want more?Why did I crave for more?Why did I want Ruslan to pin me against the wall and fuck me senselessly?We don't share the same blood, but still, we are siblings by marriage.Me, Ruslan and Lara. We are siblings by marriage, but why do I want my step-brother to fuck me like a whore?Like a slut who after being fucked, would be paid for her service?It wasn't normal to have such crude thoughts, but I couldn't help it.“This… isn't right, Ruslan. Don't…don't do this.” Despite my want. Lust. And desire to be fucked, I still have a pride to keep as a woman.“But your body says otherwise, Doe. You desire to be fucked. Raw and whipped like a slut. Isn't that what you want?” He whispered against my ear, his hand snaking around my bare waist.Tingles spread all over my body and his touch made my body shake like I was being electrocuted.I bet I wasn't in my right state of mind, because no one would stand stark nak
IVANA'S POV With my heart in my mouth, I proceeded to ask. “Will you kill me because I disobeyed you?” A chuckle rippled out of his chest into mine. He fucking chuckled. “Kill you?” He repeated, taking his time to think carefully about it, while taking a drag from his cigarette like a dark devil that he was. “Of what advantage would that be to me?” He cocked his brows, narrowing his gaze on me. “I already promised to get you married to Jeremy in exchange for his clan’s support. His support would be of great use to me, so killing you would be a waste of time and resources.” He clicked his tongue, rising to his feet as he crushed the almost burnt cigarette on the table, turning it into his ashtray. Fuck him for that. “So what do you intend to do with me?” I asked, swallowing the painful lump that lurched at my throat. I was kind of relieved when he said he won't be killing me, but the second I realised that whatever punishment he had installed for me could be worse than
IVANA'S POV The silence in the car was deafening and suffocating, but I didn't have the guts to say a word, other than sit by the side of the car’s window and watch as the skyscrapers, malls and building flew behind us with the speed of lightening.Ruslan was sitting beside me, his aura dominating and perturbing, despite he did nothing to command it.He was on his phone all through the ride back home, but his features were hard and dark.I was the cause of that.Finally, after what felt like forever, the car pulled up in the Clan's compound and I wasted no time before stepping out.I didn't wait for him or anyone before dashing into the mansion like a guilty little thief, that of course, I was.“Where were you?” The angry voice of Mom made me flinch as soon as I stepped footing into the sitting room.“ Jesus Christ, you scared me.” I muttered, placing a hand over my chest in a dramatic way, just to make her anger subside.I was displaying my Oscar-winning acting, but who was I kiddin
RUSLAN’S POV Ivana Alex has me wrapped around her fingers. She fucking has me wrapped around her fingers, without her knowledge.I was a second from running wild when she was nowhere to be found.~~~~~~~It was a Saturday morning and everyone was up, but she wasn't anywhere in sight, which was quite unusual, considering the fact that she's a type who assists Arinzo in the kitchen every Saturdays.“Where is Ivana? She's not up by now?” Ivory asked, her face etched with worry.“Yes, that's very unusual.” Lara added, standing up from her seat in the dining room.It was time for breakfast, yet, Ivana wasn't up.Something was wrong somewhere. I could feel it.“Lara, go check up on her.” I turned towards my sister who was already standing, ready to leave for Ivana's room.Everyone were as worried as I was.“Already on my way there.” I watched as Lara climbed the stairs until she disappeared out of sight.One minute…Two minutes….Three minutes….Five minutes….My sister wasn't in sight an
IVANA'S POV If there was one thing about me that I'm so fucking proud of? That would be Determination. Once I set my mind on something, there's no one who can stop me and Ruslan? He can't stop me. He didn't want me to go to the meetup and I agreed, but what I had in mind was entirely different. I was going to go, with or without his permission. ...... With his figure towering over me, my breath hitched and It felt as if the walls were closing in on my heart as it thomped faster than usual. “So, if you have any thoughts of escaping some day, I would advise you to eradicate it…” His calm voice contradicted his expression. “Trying is free, succeeding isn't.” “Let me go.” My gaze found his light-devoid eyes. Devoid of any form of light and hooded with every possible darkness. “And if I don't, Sunshine?” He tilted his head, narrowing his gaze on me with a smirk on his sinfully red lips. “I would love to see you try. Try to run away from me, try to escape.” “You don't
IVANA'S POV Thirty minutes was over and we were told to submit our paintings.With my head hung low, I submitted the painting of my step-brother to Lecturer Nikolai, whose face remained blank like he wasn't the one who took photos of my painting and sent them to my step-brother.Luckily for us, scratch that, luckily for me, he didn't call us out to explain what prompted us to paint what was on our drawing board, instead, he kept all the paintings at a corner and stood up, eyes darting from one student to another.“You all did a great job with the paintings,” he started, his eyes moving from one student to another like that of an eagle. “Now, we would be having a group assignment. Find two partners, make your research on inspirations, then paint whatever inspiration you all gathered together. Make sure each of you take part in the painting, because when you come to submit, I will need explanation on how the drawing to place.”“One person should be in charge of the research, the second
RUSLAN'S POV One minute, I was trying to shove her out of my fucking mind and cut off every forbidden seed growing inside of me, but guess what?The next minute, I was spouting out explicit words that got her so fucking wet at the pool.~~~~~~~~I couldn't sleep at night due to restlessness.Jesus fucking Christ, Ivana Alex was all over my thoughts and her face dominated my mind. I couldn't sleep a fucking wink.Dressed in just sweatpants, I left my room, strolling out of the mansion to get some air, maybe, just maybe after then, I would be able to sleep.Passing through the pool room, I was hearing squeaks, followed by the loud voices of Ivana and her friend.With my brows furrowed, I halted and the next second, I pushed the pool door open and made my way inside.I didn't have any intention of pushing the pool door open and teasing my step-sister, hell, I was the one who wanted her out of my mind, my head and my thoughts, yet, I was pushing my way towards her once again.“Are you te
IVANA'S POV Lecturer Nikolai’s lectures ended after two hours, then we went for practical at the Art room. It was the most exciting part of all his teaching. I love to draw and ever since the death of my dad fifteen years ago, it prompted me to become an artist. I promised to carry on his legacy even after his death, and I meant every single words. My Mom never wanted me to be an artist. Hell, she insisted I became a doctor, as her friend's kids all went for cool professions, but I disagreed. We had a huge fight about it and I left home for my ex-boyfriend’s place. I didn't return home until after a week, which after that, she approved of me studying Art in college. “What made you choose Art as your profession?” Gideon suddenly asked, as we made our way down the hallway, heading to the Art room. “As for me, I just felt like it is the most simple profession, and since I chose Art, I'm happy.” Aria replied nonchalantly, typing away on her phone. “What about you, I
IVANA'S POV Stepping into the college arena with Aria beside me, a smile curled up on my lips.Closing my eyes, I inhaled softly, letting the soft breeze slam against my flushed cheeks.“What are you doing, Ivana? Students are watching.” Aria tapped my shoulder as she whisper-yelled at me, her eyes shut in embarrassment.I wasn't a bit embarrassed because it has been two fucking weeks since I last came to college, and it was all because of my step-brother.It felt good to be a free bird after a long time of being confined in one place.“Let them watch for all I bloody care, Aria.” I said, my eyes still tightly shut. “Do you know how it feels to be a free bird once again? God! It feels so fucking good.”This time, Aria didn't whisper-yell at me, instead, a laugh rumbled out her chest, blaring into my ears. “You're funny, Ivana. Why are you behaving like you've not stepped out for a year?”Peeling my eyes open, I turned sharply towards Aria who flinched a little as she had not expected