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[IVAN]“What is boarding school, papa?” Tati asks, breathless, as she comes running downstairs with her little yet energetic feet.My eyes quickly find their way to Ana, who seems busy moving around the kitchen. She must have discussed the school matter with Ivan Jr., and my little mischievous daughter must have overheard.I pull her up on my lap and kiss the top of her head. “It’s a school, sweetheart, but where you also stay for the entire school term.”“So does that mean Ivan Jr. gets to live in the school?” She asks innocently, but I can guess there’s something else going on and not just curiosity.I put her on the table, facing me. “Not in the school, sweetheart, at the school. But yes, that’s right.”Her eyes tear up. “Papa, I wanna go to the boarding school too. Please.”From my peripheral view, I notice Ana pausing and tensing up.But let me be honest here. Tati’s request really caught me off guard, just the same. Though it shouldn’t have been as surprising. When I was younger
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[ANASTASIA]Twelve hours – that’s how long it takes for us to fly to Kazan.Ivan insisted on taking the private plane, and I didn’t mind. The sooner we finished the formalities, the better the chances were for Ivan Jr. to start schooling.To say I’m nervous would be an understatement. I feel much more than that; I’m anxious and restless. I can’t even sit for longer than a few minutes, constantly getting up and changing seats. If Ivan has been bothered by my constant movement, he hasn’t said anything so far, for which, of course, I’m thankful.I don’t need anyone to nag me at my age and circumstances—especially the man sitting right across from me, my precious husband, Ivan Volkov.“Here, try this,” I hear Ivan say, and I open my eyes only briefly to see what he’s offering.After several walks down the aisle for any excuse I could find, I finally decided to sit and try to get some shut-eye. I already know that sleep won’t be welcoming me anytime soon, but I have to try, if only for the
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[IVAN]If I were a good man, I would have used this alone time with Ana as a way to win over her heart. But that’s one thing I’m not. And I don’t need any reminder of all the horrible things I have done to reach where I am.My great-grandfather was probably the last man in the entire Volkov empire who remained a good man till the end. My grandfather, well, not so much. He was ambitious and power-hungry and happened to be the man who sowed the seed of Volkov’s future, a generation in which kindness and weakness had no place in their lives. Of course, my father walked the same path and raised his sons to follow in his footsteps. With my temperament and stubbornness, I wasn’t an easy lad to train, but after my brother passed away, I was the only one left to continue what I did not believe in.Soon, my father turned me into his next big project. And when my mother tried to intervene and protect me from his ruthlessness, he easily discarded her like a piece of trash and brought a new woman
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[ANASTASIA]I feel my lips with the tips of my fingers and tell myself it was all a dream.It has to be. There’s no way I would do something so stupid and embarrassing. I would rather try and try dying kicking myself in the butt than do something as imprudent as kissing the man I claim to hate with everything I have.But no matter how much I try to convince myself it was nothing but a horny fantasy, deep down in my gut I know the truth. I know I did something as stupid as drinking more than I can handle and kissed my ass of a husband like there was no tomorrow.Shit. Why would I do that to myself? What was I thinking?There’s no way Ivan would just let this slide. My biggest fear is that he’d see it as some kind of green light and take advantage of it every chance he gets. If there’s anything I’ve learned from a man like himself, is that he never wastes an opportunity at hand. Ivan knows how to drive a bargain, and he knows he’s too good at it.I close my eyes and run a hand down my f
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[IVAN]It’s all hazy at first. All I can think about is some woman’s attempt to stab me to death. But the second my vision clears and reality sets in, pushing aside the same damn dream, I realize what I have done.With the muzzle of my gun shoved hard against Ana’s stomach, I lift my gaze and find her frozen in fear. Her face has turned ashen, and her chest barely moves. Her eyes grow wider than saucers, and her mouth falls open without a noise. It’s as if words got stuck in her throat, and no matter how much she tries, they refuse to come out.I blink a few more times to wipe the sleep from my eyes and slowly, yet carefully, release my finger from the trigger. When Ana doesn’t move still, I bring the gun down, tuck it at the back of my waist, and give her a little shake.“Ana?” I call out gently, holding her waist and bringing her down to sit on my lap. Her eyes flicker, but she remains in shock.Fuck! She should have known better than to hover over me like that. I agree that I never
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[ANASTASIA]Once the plane lands at a private airport, it doesn’t take long for us to move into the cars Ivan’s security had already arranged and drive to the nearest and probably the safest hotel.When I step out of the car, I’m greeted by a tall building that stands out like a sore thumb amid the dazzling streets of Kazan. No building around seems as tall as this one, not even close. It’s beautiful, and I only hope the beds are just as comfortable because, after the long-ass flight, all I can think about is throwing myself on a nice, bouncy bed and sleeping for hours.Ivan’s head of security—the name is Igor, I think—does all the grunt work. While Ivan and I wait in the waiting room, he grabs the keys from the reception and leads us to our rooms. We take the elevator to one of the top floors, and I’m glad when no one utters a single word. Especially Ivan.After what happened on the plane—every single instant when I embarrassed myself royally—I can’t think of anything I’m more gratef
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[IVAN]I’m hard.Fuck, I’m so hard I could probably drill a hole in a wall if I were to try. But I can’t be that desperate. There’s no other way but to wait while taking care of my needs myself.It’s been years since I made love to Ana. And of course, if it’s not Ana, it can’t be any other woman. I have practically lived the life of a saint since the very night Ana disappeared with our kids. Five long fucking years. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t on the brink of losing my ever-thinning patience.Dammit! It’s so frustrating not to just knock on Ana’s door across the hallway, wrap my large fingers around her throat and slam her against the wall. I want to fuck that woman into oblivion. I want the taste of her mouth and run my tongue along her silky skin. I want to suck on those bastard nipples and make her fucking moan. I want her nimble fingers to drive through my hair and yank at them when she needs more but I’m stubborn to make her beg for it. I want to chuck her on the bed and
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[ANASTASIA]“Welcome to Moscow Imperial Boys’ School,” greeted the woman with blonde hair, dark green eyes, and heels that almost made her look as tall as my husband.She wore a midnight blue business suit, no tie, and a smile that looked just as professional as it could get. From the little badge tucked on her blazer, there was no surprise that she was the headmistress of the school.Her name was Zarubina Stepanovna, and she had come personally to greet us.She gives me a firm nod and a smile while extending her hand to Ivan, not sparing me a glance again. “It’s an honor to be able to see the legend in person finally. Can’t say I’m not a little nervous,” she chuckles, and I notice a silver of nervousness in the way she rubs her other hand against her pants.Her eyes are fixed on Ivan, like she’s in awe, and it seems to be unnerving her from her usual confident conduct.I hate the attention she’s giving him. I just do. Sure, she’s beautiful and someone as important at a very young age
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[NIKOLAI]Once we finally get to his office, Konstantin takes his seat behind the desk and raises an eyebrow. He looks kind of pissed, but not enough to end me right here and now.He might have the power to do that and carry on with his day as if nothing happened, but I know in my gut he won’t. He made a promise to our parents that no harm would come to me. And if there’s anyone I know who keeps their word, no matter the circumstances, it’s him. My very own, very infuriating brother.“So,” he drawls, leaning back in his chair and propping his legs up on the desk, crossing them at the ankles. “What do you want to talk about?”I don’t sit in the chair in front of me; instead, I start pacing the room. I glance around and find it exactly how our father designed it. Not a single thing has been changed or moved. It’s like walking into a museum of old memories.“I want to challenge Madam Volkova,” I say, almost expecting him to scoff.But he doesn’t. Instead, he tips his head to the side. “Wh
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[NIKOLAI]I hang up the phone and stare hard at the ground.“Fuck you, Dimitri!” I growl, clenching the phone tighter and huffing out a heavy breath.The bastard has the audacity to make me responsible for everything that happened to Ana and Ivan. But is it? Am I really the one to blame?I look away, peeling my back off the car and slipping inside.I put my hand on the steering wheel, unable to shake his words from my mind.Shit. If only I had known the consequences of my actions, maybe this day would have never come. Maybe Ana would still be safe, and Ivan would still be breathing on his own, not with the help of some fucking machine.“Fuck!” I punch the steering wheel, growling louder.I turn the key in the ignition and drive away from the motel. I’m not sure if what I’m about to do next is the right choice, but it seems like the only option I have left. I can’t go back to Madam Volkova after my fallout with her, and Dimitri doesn’t seem interested in having me by his side either.I
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[DIMITRI]I storm out of the building and light a cigarette, unable to think of anything else.I breathe in the smoke and then blow it out, hoping it will take away the stress pressing on my chest, making my lungs incapable of doing their job.I don’t know what to do anymore. Ana is finally awake, which is good news, of course.But what the hell do I tell her when she wakes up next time and asks the same questions all over again? How do I give her the answers that are sure to crush her?Maybe I’ve developed a new weakness these days—maybe falling in love makes you a fucking weak asshole—but I can’t seem to bear seeing that woman cry. I just can’t.It fucking stabs me right in the throat to see those tears streaming down her face, to see that fear in her eyes that seems to linger around her whenever she asks about Ivan.I take another big breath of smoke and then drop it, crushing it under the tip of my boot.“Fuck!”My phone rings just then. I thank God for the fucking distraction and
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[ANASTASIA]“Mommy!”One word, and my heart shatters into a million pieces.Before I even turn my gaze to the door, warmth floods through me, and tears well up in my eyes.My little girl comes running into the room, her dark hair pulled back in a ponytail bouncing with every step. Her eyes are sharp, excited, and filled with so much love. Her face is a canvas of every emotion I’ve ever seen her wear in my entire life.I don’t even realize it, but my arms open on their own, my chest aching to feel her little heart against mine.But just when I think she’s about to jump onto the bed and throw herself into my arms, she stops and stands there with her hands behind her back, her little legs fidgeting as she looks up at the doctor, her small eyes seeking some kind of permission.I suppose the last two months have changed a lot. My daughter, who used to storm in and out of any place she wanted, now suddenly looks afraid of hurting me.Tears race down my face. I wipe them as quickly as I can,
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[ANASTASIA]“How long was I out?” I whisper, lips trembling. “How long was I unconscious?”Lena, now standing in front of me, looks like the words are stuck in her throat. She swallows thickly and squeezes my hand, a sad smile playing on her lips.“Two months,” she says, but it feels like she’s talking about someone else. “You’ve been in a coma for two months.”This can’t be true. It can’t be.Tears burn my eyes. My heart feels like it’s on fire. “What the hell do you mean by that? How can I be… how is that even… I can’t… I mean… this can’t be…”I don’t even know what I’m trying to say, but I know I don’t believe her.Frustration grates beneath my skin. “Just call Ivan. If he says the same as what you’re all saying, then I’ll believe you. Just call him, Lena. Where is he anyway? Shouldn’t he be here? Sitting next to me, taking care of me? He promised he’d never leave my side again. He promised, Lena. He fucking promised.”“I know,” she sobs, wiping her face with the back of her hand.
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[DIMITRI]A week later, we both sit in the car and stare at the huge gates ahead.“This is it, I guess,” she says softly, for the first time not so eager to talk about leaving.It’s strange how the last few days changed everything. They changed me. Who would have thought an asshole like me could ever fall for an angel like her? Nadia is an angel. She’s the most beautiful, pure-hearted, a little fiery, but the best of the angels out there. In fact, if you ask me, she’s the only angel out there.My angel.I let out a sigh. “Yep. This is it.” I turn to look at her and can’t help grabbing the back of her head, pulling her in for a kiss. A long, deep, and passionate kiss. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her—her lips, her body, everything about her. “I’m going to miss you like hell.”She grins, her pale blue eyes twinkling, her stubborn blonde curls escaping the trap of her knitted cap. “I’ll miss you like hell too. In fact,” she brushes her nose against mine, “I think I’m going to mi
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[NADIA]I’m not sure what to say.And if I look like someone who has been slapped across the face with a hand as cold as ice, then maybe I do look like that person, because apparently, I feel like that person.Every word coming out of Dimitri’s mouth is like slap after slap.But not in a bad way, of course. More like a slap of surprise. Or shock. Or whatever I’m feeling right now that has no name.“What did you say?” I can’t help but ask. There’s still a chance I heard that wrong. Never before has Dimitri talked about my Uni of his own free will. So, to think he not only brought it into the conversation but also seems happy about it is a little hard for me to believe.He gives me a look—of course, he does—but doesn’t try to argue. “I said you’re going back next week. They’re expecting you to continue your semester and sit for the final exams.”“But what about my attendance? I’m way behind—”“It’s been taken care of,” he says, but the smug look on his face is scary as hell.I tilt my h
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[DIMITRI]I should’ve known my words would get twisted like that. And of course, it would end up hurting my woman in the worst way possible.But God knows that wasn’t my intention. I just have a crude way of speaking and often forget not everyone can take it. It’s an old habit, one I need to work on changing.I cup Nadia’s face, wiping her tears with my thumb. I should be comforting her after everything she just blurted out, but instead, I can’t help it—I start laughing. I can’t stop until she looks up at me like I’ve completely lost it.Her eyebrows snap and her lips upturn in a deep frown. “You think it’s funny?”“No!” I shake my head, meaning it, but laughter simply bubbles out of me. I turn around to take a breather, and when I think I’m in better control of myself, I turn back around to face her.Only to find her gone.Whatever lingering smile on my face dies right away. “Nadia?”I glance toward the door and see her rushing out of the room.“Shit!” I bolt after her down the hallw
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[NADIA]After getting another round of hot sex out of our system, with both stayed sprawled out on the carpeted floor of his office, with me using his arm as a pillow.I sigh. “I can’t believe the kind of stamina I suddenly have.”Dimitri chuckles, the deep sound vibrating through my entire body. “And I can’t believe I get to make love to a woman without her screaming within five minutes how she can’t handle someone like me.”I turn over my stomach, resting my chin on his chest. “Really?”“Yep!” He says, casually, entwining my fingers with his and kissing the tips of each one. “You’re the only one to never have complained about anything. Not even my ugly face.”“Hey,” I shush him, placing my finger on his lips. “Never say that again.”He quirks up a brow. “Why? You want me to say I’m fucking beautiful instead.” He rolls his eyes.“You ARE beautiful,” I say, more stubbornly because he seems to be in the mood to not take me seriously. I can tell. I sure as hell can. “Sure, you have scar
