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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
Defiant Queen 35| Screams Of Terror.
Konstatins' Point Of View...With the cell door being left wide open behind me and Leo, her screams of terror are free for those to enjoy who can hear her. I lower my gun slowly as I cast a look at Leo. His breathing is ragged as his eyes scan the room with a deathly scowl on his face. Our dark figures cast a shadow upon her as we tower over her small frame, shivering on the hard surface.Her cries don't stop, the soft murmurs of fear trapping her waft through the room.She's being held captive in her dreams. "Bad dreams," Leo says with a heavy sigh as he shoves a frustrated hand through his hair. The metal of his gun rubs against his jeans as he slips it into the brown leather holster strapped to his side and he looks back at me. "I thought someone was in the room with her." Tiredness mars his face along with the eternal look of fear. He brushes a hand over his jaw as he takes a moment to compose himself. "Merda [Shit], I thought that..."Her screaming cuts him off and the sharpnes
Defiant Queen 36| Your Screams Are My Aphrodisiac.
I jolt awake at the sound of a gun discharging at the side of my head. A ringing sound hums in my ear as the smell of pungent Nitroglycerin fills my nostrils. It's never a good feeling when you wake up with your heart threatening to tear through the layers of flesh in your chest. When the light in the room suddenly comes on, I look around, taking in the view that surrounds me, and I'm made aware that I am still being held against my will. The hope that it was all a nightmare crumbles into fine dust when my gaze finds Konstatins'. My breath hitches. He brings the gun's barrel to his mouth and licks it while his eyes are fixed on mine. I shut my eyes, covering them with my hands. “I'm still trapped in my nightmare,” I whisper in a trembling voice that sends shards of awareness up my spine. Wrapping my arms around my knees, I try to block him out as I start to rock back and forth. “I was going to let you suffer a little longer in your dreams, but my curiosity got the better of
Defiant Queen 37| This Little Light.
The second my skull hits the table-top with a sickening thud, pain surges across my head and my vision slightly blurs. As I raise my head again, specks of blood smear across the table, I cry out as Konstatin brutally enters me with a gratified grunt. I open my mouth as wide as possible, letting loose a silent scream from the pit of my core, and throw my head towards the table again. But before my head touches the table, Konstatin fists my hair, and he yanks my head back, preventing me from trying to knock myself out; escaping from his monstrousness. He slowly pulls out of me and slams his hips forward. His body goes dead still upon entering me, and then he slowly rotates his hips in a brutal yet possessive way, like he is marking his territory. “No... Please... Stop...” I whimper in a muffled tone. His weight crushes me against the table, his fingers on my waist bite into my skin, and then my body starts to move up and down the frigid table-top with each savage thrust he exec
Defiant Queen 38| A Bona Fide Psychopath.
Konstatins' sinister laughter fills the room, resonating off the gloomy concrete walls, and I can almost feel it slamming into me.Attempting to claim the last shred of dignity that dangles precariously in front of me.“What's wrong, Leo? Are you mad that I got to her before you did?” “You sick fuck!” Leo roars while making a fist with his hand. He aims for the bridge of Konstatins' nose and drives his fist forward. The sickening sound of Leos' knuckles striking Konstatins' face penetrates my ear canals. “She's your sister!” Smack...“There are rules about raping women that the Elite Family stated in the bible!”Smack...“She is already weak, barely surviving to live another day, and you do this to her?!”Konstatin makes a small effort to sit up, but Leo pins him back down on the tabletop with his left hand and jerks his right-hand back, behind his ear. Smack...Konstatin lets out a small grunt laced with pain and irritation. If I had coughed, I would have missed it.Lowering my ha
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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
