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Defiant Queen 27| Mafia Ties.
The gunman doesn't bother to make eye contact with me as he raises his gun and points it toward the table that is now infected with grown-arse men shitting themselves. They definitely don't look so big and tough now!"Is there anyone else in this room that wants to second guess a Volkov?" The man asks, his piercing blue eyes scanning the table through thin slits and his chest rises and falls with each savage breath he takes.Curly jet-black hair frames his fierce face, he has a large scar running from one corner of his mouth to his ear, it's deep, and looks like it could be painful during the cold nights he spends alone, sipping on a tumbler that's filled with Vodka and no ice.As his eyes find mine, I turn away with my cheeks blushing knowing I was staring at him longer than I should have. He looks brutal, like a man who has seen and done things your mind can't even begin to imagine.Mafia.Everything about him screams Mafia, a Volkov soldier."Net! [No!]" One of the men cries out,
Defiant Queen 28| One Move.
"Because I would never do that to her!" Amani hisses, pulling me into his side possessively. "If she wants to get married for her personal reassurance that I won't fuck her over, then we will get eloped immediately."I look up to see his jaw clench as his fingers bite into the flesh of my hip, causing me pain. Ivan scoffs, "Are you -" Unexpectedly, a high, piercing scream reverberates throughout the building, shaking the windows in the office, and moments later, Olga enters the room gasping for air with fear bleeding from her eyes.Ivan pulls out his gun, he yanks me out of Amanis' grasp and pushes me behind him as he uses his body to shield me. Swiftly directing his gun and attention to the door. "Gu-guns." Olga hunches over, with her hand on her chest. "Muzhchiny s oruzhiyem voshli v vestibyul'!" She screams breathlessly as she straightens and runs to the far corner of the room."What did she just say?" I ask, fisting Ivans' top in my hands as I could hear the sheer terror in her
Defiant Queen 29| I Want To See You Suffer.
I squeeze my eyes shut, fear paralyzes me, forbidding my body to move, only allowing me to take shallow breaths as I am too afraid to make any sudden movement. I want to scream and shout, to try and fight him off me, but I can't. My body refuses to listen to my mind, my mind that is going crazy trying to figure out how everything turned to shit and hit the fan in less than 20 minutes upon our arrival.Amani said it would be simple, we will sign the papers, and return home where I can go and see Dmitri. Shit! I should have consulted with Dmitri first, and I should have ignored Amanis' advice.This isn't how I saw myself dying, at the hands of a cruel man who shares my blood. "You won't kill her." Amani grunts. "You need her alive, you are bluffing.""Net, you're probably right, I will refrain from killing her." Konstatin purs. "I will just have to save the fun part for later on, once the company is legally mine."I peel my eyelids open, my gaze falls on Amani, a look of contempt engu
Defiant Queen 30| Jesus?
I'm stunned into utter silence and shocked by the words that so effortlessly rolled off the tip of his tongue. How does someone reply to such a vile confession?His eyes continue to bore into mine with so much hatred that it feels like my stomach has grown teeth and it's eating away at my insides. Too afraid to look away, I gulp the fear that continues to coax the back of my throat and I silently pray that his soul can be saved. After all, he is a Volkov; family. Blood. As the doors glide open to the elevator car with a dinging sound, he grunts, wrapping his fingers around my upper arm, just above my elbow and hauls me out of the elevator car. I stumble over Yuris' body, my bloody footprints shadowing every step I take and as we exit through the copper revolving doors, the two guards that were standing outside upon my arrival are nowhere to be seen. Turning my head, I glance over my shoulder hoping to see Ivan chasing after us, but no one comes into my line of vision, and Konstat
Defiant Queen 31| Please...
My fear will kill me before Konstatin does. That's all I can think about as the pounding in my chest becomes achingly consistent with its rapid beat. Fear. Frustration. Anger...These are some of the very important emotions which can send me into a state of panic. My feverish breath makes me feel light-headed as I try to breathe in a regular and even manner. Opening my eyes, they are greeted by darkness with a bag that is wrapped around my head. The same bag Konstatins' men pulled over my head by force as soon as the door to the SUV was yanked open as it rolled to a standstill.I have to think, I have to be smart. Fighting isn't an option for me, it's either be smart and comply or die. And I don't want to die. It's also impossible to be smart when you are shit scared and you know what your captor is capable of. As I swallow, the dry lump lodged in the column of my throat feels scratchy. Looking around, I see nothing but the scant light that peeks through the tiny holes in the bag.
Defiant Queen 32| You Really Did It.
"Is that her?" A deep, hoarse voice asks with a heavy accent. "Da," The sound of Konstatins' voice slams into my ear canals causing me to cower against the wall even more. "She is Zeynep Volkov?" The other man asks again for confirmation and goosebumps surf over every trembling inch of my body. Konstatin doesn't reply, but I sense that he must have nodded his head. Again, my heart begins to beat rapidly. If it continues to beat in a frantic manner I fear I may die from a heart attack rather than being slaughtered by a dozen men I can not see. This can't be happening. Not like this, please... Every nerve in my body is on fire, it feels like a thousand needles twisting into my flesh, drawing out my agony for as long as it possibly can. I turn my head to the side, focusing on every sound that surrounds me. But the room is still with silence apart from the sound of someone lifting their arm and rubbing their hand over the stubble splashed across his jawline. "You really did it." T
Defiant Queen 33| Powerless
A Few Days later... I have lost track of time. Being left in a room that is filled with torment is driving me fucking insane. After Leo had gazed into my eyes that day, I thought I caught a glimpse of compassion strike through them, but I was wrong, my gods, I was so wrong.What followed next, should have surprised me, but it didn't.His fingers tightened around my throat, causing my face to turn bright red as pressure mounted and spread across my head, causing my eyes to shed tears.I began to feel dizzy, and soon after, my vision started to blur through the wall of tears. Leo had leaned in close, his lips brushed the side of my face, "Sei una schifezza, una puttana russa che puzza di merda! [You are filth, a Russian whore that reeks of shit!]" He hissed with utter repulsion, and any hope that I had for him being my saving grace was crushed. Just as I saw my life flash before my eyes, I felt nothing. Everything I thought I knew was a lie. Everyone in my life who I believed to be
Defiant Queen 34| My Toy.
Konstatin's Point Of View... She fell asleep after fifteen hours of relentlessly looking for an escape, tossing the chair at the door, screaming profanities, banging her head against the wall and openly confessing all her regrets. And I watched every minute of it well into the morning like it was my all-time favourite soap opera. I'm obsessed with what she would do, day after day, and watching the fight leave her as every hour ticked by. Once she had realized her efforts were wasted, she hummed softly. So low, that I thought it was the humming of the camera until I had turned the volume all the way up. She hummed for hours on end, and I don't think she even noticed she was doing it. She had finally fallen asleep, the hum of a lullaby still raw on her lips. The thrill of victory thrummed through my pulsating veins. Looking at her made me sick with vengeance. It's why I have to torture her like this, reminding myself of all the suffering and misery I too, had to endure after her
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Defiant Queen 65| Room To Expand.
The world is very good at inflicting pain on me.An agony that is so intense that there is nothing else.Darkness engulfs me, blinding me.I’m dying. I just know it.I’ve fought a good fight in my life, and everything I have been subjected to; forced to endure is nothing like this. Only death can feel like this.No matter how much I will myself to keep on fighting, there just isn’t anything left in me to keep going.I ache all over. Every muscle in my body has been robbed of its strength, and I can feel myself sinking deeper into the endless sea of darkness.Dmitris’ face flickers before me.His voice fills my ear canals, stroking my feverish flesh like velvet.Then I think of Leo, how he did right by me, and how my heart slowly began to open up and let him in. He loves me fiercely, and I know if I give up, he will have Wolf by his side.Wolf, looks like Amani. He has a gentle soul and the day Ivan brought him home, he has thrived beyond our wildest dreams. Proving himself to everyon
Defiant Queen 64| We Have Forever.
FORTY-EIGHT HOURS LATER: Lifting my hand with my heart hammering in my chest and butterflies fluttering in the pit of my stomach, I knock on Leos’ office door. I wait a few breaths before the door is pulled open by one of his men. As his gaze falls on me, he steps to the side to allow me to enter, and when Leo sees me, he rises to his feet from behind his desk, buttoning the front of his charcoal suit jacket. He clears his throat, “Leave us.” Without any hesitations or questionable expressions marring their features, all fifteen of his men exit the room in utter silence. “Bella, what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?” He smiles as he walks around his desk, cupping my face in his hands, and places a gentle kiss on the top of my head. Since we have been married, Leo has not made any attempt to pressure me into filling my duties as his wife or so much as tried to kiss me on the lips. He has been very patient with me, giving me all the space I need, as well as sleeping in the room
Defiant Queen 63| Make It Look Like An Accident.
TWO MONTHS LATER:Three weeks have passed since I arrived in Sicily, accompanied by Leo, my husband. It has been four weeks since we exchanged our vows and became one. Fortunately, Leo had kept his promise and ensured that our wedding was a small and intimate affair, just as I had requested.The sole attendees of our union consisted exclusively of the distinguished members of the Elite Family's leadership. The only witnesses and approvers of our holy matrimony were the ones we deemed necessary; those of the inner circle that influenced a wider spectrum. As we sat across the table, I knew that our reputation was on the line. Our coming together was questioned.The rumours of a feud between Leo and myself had spread like wildfire, threatening to tarnish our image as a united front. But I was determined to set the record straight. With a confident smile, I spoke of our shared vision and unwavering commitment to success. As I looked over at Leo, I knew that we were more than just a co
Defiant Queen 62| It's Not A Request.
As I continue to helplessly stare after Dmitris’ fading figure, I collapse to my knees-my right knee hitting the wet concrete ground first, then, my left. Pain disperses across the hard balls of my kneecaps, but the foreboding pain of heartbreak that continues to seep into the roots of my heart outweighs any other pain my body is slowly trying to register.He left me.In the rain.Crying.Heartbroken.Alone.I hate him!I fucking hate him with everything I have and I hope he crashes on his stupid bike that makes him look smoking hot!Covering my face with my hands, I burst into tears.I don’t hate him.I could never hate him.I love him so fucking much that I would die for him.I’d kill for him.Why does loving someone hurt so much?Is this what men mean when they say that love is the greatest weakness one can possess?It can be one’s downfall until there is no return.“Time will heal your broken heart, cara mia. But first, you need to push through the pain and accept Dmitris’ decisi
Defiant Queen 61| Indefinitely.
My heart feels like it is shattering into a million pieces for the last and final time as I intently gaze at Dmitri. The look of unwavering disbelief tainting his features makes my stomach churn. Gods, I feel sick. I’m so torn between doing what is right and disregarding everything just to be with the one person who makes my heart whole. Both Dmitri and Leo have one thing in common. They never let anyone get close enough to see the real them. No one aside from me anyway. I jolt the second he takes one step toward me, his eyes blazing with rage. “If he is forcing you to make this oath with him, decline it now, and we will get the hell out of here.” He whispers roughly as he turns his head to the side to mask his words from Leo. Sighing, I shake my head, trying to rein in my runaway heartbeat. “He isn't D. When he presented me with the proposal, at first, I laughed, then I became enraged, and finally, I realised where he was coming from. Marrying Leo ensures our safety. Marrying Leo
Defiant Queen 60| My Word Is My Bond.
Leo slicks back his hair, still damp from the shower, and squares his shoulders as he locks eyes with Dmitri. The air in the dimly lit room is heavy with tension as the two men stand face to face, their eyes locked in a deadly stare-down. The atmosphere is charged with danger as they wait for the other to show weakness and submit to their dominance. I know for certain that Dmitri will not lower his gaze first, especially since he is slowly removing his jacket. I also know that Leo won't back down either, and I find that incredibly alluring. I underestimated him right from the start, but now I see the fire in his eyes and the power he holds. I won't be making that mistake ever again. “If this clown shoots Dmitri, the deal is off,” I state firmly, reminding them both that I am still present. “D, you can put your jacket back on, this isn’t a pissing contest.” Church keeps his gun raised, paying no attention to me as he clears his throat and moves closer to Dmitri. I step out
Defiant Queen 59| Let's Go Home.
I stand outside on the balcony of my hotel room, which overlooks the small city with bright lights illuminating the sidewalks. The cool early morning breeze gently sweeps across my face, cooling my flushed cheeks and my boiling blood thrumming through my veins.Dipping my head, I look down at my hands which are no longer covered in Giovanni's blood. Flashes of me slitting his throat wash over me, making me dizzy, fuelled by sin. Sucking in a razor-sharp breath, I focus on the sky's blanket of beauty that is staring me right in the face. There is no point in me wasting what little energy I consume, bemoaning crimes I've committed, or wasting precious time by expressing regret. It is done.It's over.The streets run red with the blood of our enemies and vengeance has been achieved.I’m safe.No one is coming to hurt me any time soon.I can finally breathe and not feel like I’m choking on my anxiety. My fingers grip the steel fence, turning my knuckles a ghastly shade of white, as
Defiant Queen 58| End Game.
LEO'S POINT OF VIEW: As my father gives me the order to shoot Zeynep in the kneecaps, I watch the look of defiance and unwavering courage burn in her irises. She is truly spectacular, a little bud that has blossomed into something beautiful since I met her. She has created an unexpected throb in my heart and messed up the rhythm of its beat. I hate my father with a passion, and I have been waiting for this opportunity for as long as I can remember. From the moment I learned the truth about my mother’s demise, I have lived and thrived on deception and deceit. Manipulating the game is a thrill of mine, and I never let anyone get close enough to discover my hidden truths. Zeynep is a prized gem, something to be cherished. We are rivals. Sworn enemies yet, she is the only woman who can put out the fire in our bloodlines. “What are you waiting for, Leo? A fucking invitation? Shoot her knees!” My father orders. I cock the gun, waiting for Zeyneps’ jaded-coloured irises to meet mine, an
Defiant Queen 57| Hopes And Dreams.
My heart aches as a dull pain splinters across my chest while Leo continues to meet my gaze.Never in my brightest days did I imagine that I would see Leo standing by his father's side, and now that I do, the thought of trusting him makes me sick.“Are you going to kill me?” I courageously ask, suppressing my fear back into the darkness where it belongs.Drip. Drip. Fucking Drip…Leo’s brows furrow for a second and an unreadable expression masks his features, but it disappears just as quickly as it appeared.“Kill you?” He grounds out, straightening with a cruel hiss departing between his lips.His arm is still in a sling and his face still looks like a messy canvas with different coloured bruising splattered along his jawline.“Yeah… Are you going to kill me?”Slowly shaking his head, Leo sighs roughly and combs his fingers through his hair. “We aren’t going to kill you, Zeynep.” His voice is smooth and gentle. “You are aware that my father wishes to marry you to completely corrupt
