# Book 2 of the Dark Desires Series His eyes wander on my body and his eyes narrow when he notices the cane marks on my body. “Who the fuck did this to you?” He demands, his tone dangerous as my heart begins to this loudly. “I… I…” “Tell me, Milochka. Who's the bastard that dared to lay his hands on you?” I gulp nervously. It's my husband. ….. Viktor Ivanov is guilty of sleeping with his daughter's nanny, and Milana is trapped in a living nightmare as she is forced to spy on Viktor, a powerful member of the Bratva, by her abusive husband. But the more she learns about Viktor, the more she's drawn to his darkness and the way he loves his daughter. As she navigates the treacherous world of the Russian mafia, she must confront the secrets of her past and the lies that bind her to her husband. Can she find a way to escape, or will she become the Bratva's next victim?
View MoreViktor I'm in my office, holding a cigarette to my mouth as I just sit, lost in thoughts. In thoughts of Milana. Like fuck! I still can't get her out of my head, I can't have sex with any other woman either. They don't get me hard and the only time I get hard is when I think of Milana. I hate this shit a lot. The slight knock that comes on my door, causes me to lift my head. “Come in,” It's Vion. He gently closes the door behind him and his once cheerful expression is gone. Vion can be cheerful and lethal at the same time. He's very close to Annika, seeing his carefree nature and he's the least intimidating amongst all my guards. Boris is very intimidating, but he just tones it down when it comes to Annika. They are my most trusted guards and Bion left to take care of an assignment for me. While Boris is 35, me 32, vion is 25. He's also the youngest. “Boss,” He calls and I only nod at him, urging him to go on and speak as I extinguish my cigar in an ashtray. I'm not a heavy smoker
Milana Annika stands excitedly by the door as she makes me wait side by side with her, waiting for someone. I don't know who, but she looks so happy since Viktor broke the news that he would be returning. She hasn't stopped bubbling with excitement since then and has now made me stand outside the door to wait. We can seriously wait inside. “We can wait inside, Annika. What if they don't come till evening? We can't keep standing..” I try to reason with her, but Annika shakes her head. She still refuses to go on. “They will be here soon. Papa told me that he would be coming early.” my brows crease. “And who's this he?” “My friend. I'll introduce you to him and make you both friends too. Boris went to bring him and they should—” Her voice trails off and her eyes widen in excitement when she catches sight of three cars driving towards us. I gulp nervously, feeling kind of curious to see who the friend is that she's so excited about. The first car stops and the other two stop behind
Viktor Milana was sick throughout the whole weekend and yes, it was left for Annika and I to take care of her. Annika was very worried for her and I knew how to take care of fever patients, so we both took care of her.I always take care of Annika each time she gets sick, so I know how to deal with that a lot and thankfully, Milana is getting better. It's Monday and she's getting Annika ready for school. She insists that she is better now and I can't force her. I already did what I had to do. Throughout the weekend, I found something very surprising and that is the fact that her husband never called. Not even once. I had to ask if the both of them lived together and Milana's answer was yes. Then why didn't he call? His wife did not return home and he did not call to ask how she was doing, no one called. Her phone was by her bedside the whole time and it did not ring even once. Now that has left me intrigued. Boris will be dropping them off. I have some work to do and Mikhail has be
Milana My head is spinning and I'm literally seeing double as I stare at the ceilings. It's Saturday and I'm supposed to be on my way home, but I can't move. I feel so fucking weak and I'm running temperature. My whole body feels like it's on fire and I can't move an inch. I got sick, great. I feel so cold and the AC is on. I've tried to move to turn it off, but I can't move, worsening my condition even more. I sniffle and I continue staring at the ceiling. It feels like my whole body is blazing with fire and someone is banging a heavy metal on my head. Why is this happening right now? I changed my clothes early yesterday and didn't sleep on wet clothes. The fever should have waited till I got home. Now I'm embarrassing myself at my boss’s place. He must be wondering why I've not stepped out of my room yet and maybe thinking that I overslept. Then he would think of me as incompetent. I'm still trying to think of a way out and each time I swallow, I feel the bitter taste in my tong
Viktor Annika pushed her?? Why would Annika do that? I know that she likes Milana a lot, so she would not have done that with the intent of harming her. And Milana seems to be going through a trauma. I don't know what it is, but I know it's related to her flinching whenever someone tries to touch her. Maybe she suffered from abuse or something. I don't know and I don't care. I'm supposed to be avoiding her because I hate the effects she has on me. I go straight to Annika’s room and I see her sitting on her bed, her eyes filled with unshed tears. “Daddy, is Milana okay?” She sniffles, quickly climbing down her bed as she rushes to hug me. “I had no idea that this would happen. I wouldn't have pushed her into the water. Is she angry at me?” I sigh and I carry Annika up in my arms. She's already openly admitting to pushing Milana which only means there's a very good reason why she did that. “It's okay, Anushka. Milana is fine and she is not angry at you.” I tell her and she sniffles
Milana My whole body trembles and I flinch at every movement that Viktor makes. I'm still so fucking scared and I can't seem to calm down. My whole body is wet and I am still holding on so tight to Viktor. Is it strange that I feel some warmth in his hold? He's so gentle with the way that he holds me and I feel safe. I've never felt safe with a man that was not my father. Never! “Wait in your room, I'll take Milana to hers.” He says to Annika who soon replies in a solemn voice. “Okay, papa.” Her voice is low and I know that the little girl is feeling some guilt. I don't know why she pushed me into the water, but I don't want Annika to blame herself. I will talk to her later and find out why. Annika goes into her room and Viktor takes me to mine. Before dropping me on the bed, he wraps a blanket around me and then he carefully lays me down on the bed. I curl up and I wrap my hands around my body, still in shock. Fuck, I almost died. Viktor does not leave like I expected him to, he
Milana Annika has been so excited since her father agreed for her to go swimming. Apparently, they have a huge pool at the back of their house. But Viktor rarely allows her to go there, unless he's with her. The time finally comes and Annika is dressed in her swimming trunks. I wear shorts and a big T-shirt. And fuck, I feel so uncomfortable with them. My legs are visible, making me feel weird. I've never liked the idea of showing my body and right now, I don't want to go with Annika but at the same time, I wouldn't want to disappoint her. “Come on Milana, walk fast. Papa will join us soon. We will go in first.” She says excitedly, jumping all the way to the back of the pool. Viktor suddenly became caught up with work and asked us to go first. Us? I can't swim!! I haven't said that out loud yet and I will be so embarrassed to do so, but I can't fucking swim and I hate getting into the water.We stop in front of the huge pool and while Annika is preparing herself to go in, I take in
Milana “Stop being a creep, Mikhail. And get into the car Milana. We’re leaving.” I only nod at Viktor’s words before walking away from their presence as I go back into the car. Viktor does not come back to the car immediately. He still spends another thirty minutes before he finally comes. He drops something on the boot first before he gets into the car. “Why can’t you just listen to a simple instruction??” He smacks his lips hard, his angry gaze landing on me. I cower away, shifting to the other side as I nervously pick my nails. Doing that is a continuous habit of mine. “I told you to remain in the car, why did you come down?? Huh?? Why were you talking to Mikhail??” He demands, his tone lacking any emotions. His hands are on the steering wheel, while he taps his tattooed fingers repeatedly on the steering wheel as he waits for my reply. “Mikhail asked me to come down.” “Is Mikhail your boss???” He suddenly snaps at me and I flinch, slowly closing my eyes as part of my hair co
Milana Throughout the ride, I am nervously picking on my fingers and Viktor never looks at me, not even once as he keeps his eyes focused on the road. He’s not driving home. I already know that due to the route that he is taking and I will not even dare to ask where he is going. So I just sit quietly in the car, glancing out the windows from time to time as I watch the busy street. He finally comes to stop in front of a huge building that looks like a warehouse and there’s a curious look on my face as I stare at the series of cars parked at the front. Expensive cars and I know that whoever might be driving them are fucking rich. I also see tons of men dressed in black, some of them holding guns. I don’t know what this place is, but it’s heavily guarded and there was a huge iron gate that we had to pass through. “Remain here. I will be back.” That’s all Viktor says and he steps down from the car, closing the door with a soft bang. I let out a deep breath the moment he leaves. His p
MilanaI let out a soft and tired sigh as I stand in front of my porch. Coming back to this house every day feels like a nightmare. It is a nightmare. I will never come back to this house and have peace of mind or sleep peacefully. Not when I have a husband named Maksim. I let out another shaky breath and I slowly open the door, stepping in. The moment I step into the sitting room, the first thing that meets my ears are the sounds of flesh pounding. I feel my heart constrict and I suddenly find difficulty in breathing. He has done it again. He brought in a woman. This is not the first time that Maksim is doing this. He always brings women to our matrimonial bed and fucks them. He treats me like trash and never thinks about how his actions hurt me. I can't even complain, if I do, I always end up with a swollen face and whip marks.“Oh Fuck!! Maksim babyyyyyy…. you're so good….. Fuck me harder…hmmm..” The woman's loud moans fill my ears as my husband fucks her hard. I'm the one that's...
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