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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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