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BLURB “Unchain me.” I say through gritted teeth as I glare angrily at Dimitri. “You know what I want to hear, Malyshka.” Dimitri growls, leaning into me and effectively invading my personal space. “I will never, ever submit to you, nor will I ever call you master.” I say angrily. I lean farther back in the bed, wishing I could become one with the headboard if only to escape Dimitri's ruthless glare. “Challenge accepted, Malyshka. Never say never.” Dimitri says with a self assured smirk I have a strong desire to wipe off his face. —————————— Finding out that the man she loved and was pregnant for already had a wife was the most devastating thing that happened to the young and soft hearted Anya. With Dimitri's betrayal fresh in her mind, Anya escapes with her unborn child with the help of Dimitri's sworn enemy. With the intention of leaving her past behind and starting a new life, Anya forms an alliance with Dimitri's enemy. But Dimitri kidnaps her and her child and refuses to let them go. He would follow her to hell and back if it meant she would always be by his side. He bulldozes his way back into her life, refusing to let anything keep him away from his Anya. Not even Anya herself. She belongs to him. Always and forever. Checkmate, baby girl.
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Escaped With The Bratva’s Heir CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: Lust.
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICITLY DESCRIBED SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. PLEASE, DO NOT PROCEED IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY SUCH. “Kneel.” Dimitri says in a cold tone as he shifts away from me, giving me the space to obey his orders. I grit my teeth and avert my eyes away from his, turning away from him and folding myself into a fetal position as my own form of defiance. All is quiet for a minute until I feel the cold hard unforgiving edge of the knife in his hand pressed deliberately against my lower back. I stiffen against my wishes, scared that any minute from now, the sharp edge of the blade will pierce through smooth skin, settling deeply in my lower back. “The human skin is extremely fragile, easy to cut through. The blood beneath the skin much more enthralling than any other liquid.” Dimitri says in a cold tone that has me shivering. “You can just go ahead and stab me, 'cause I will never obey you.” I say in a shaky tone through gritted teeth as he presses the blade a little har
Dernière mise à jour : 2024-02-06Escaped With The Bratva’s Heir CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: My Father's Sins
“Put away the knife, Malyshka.” Dimitri says in a cold hard tone bereft of any form of emotion. “No. I told you it’s my turn now, let's play my own game. Wanna know what it's called?” I ask with a sly smile, “Set me free or I kill you.” I respond to my question without giving him a chance to speak. “Are you threatening me, Malyshka?” Dimitri asks with a wide smile on his face, “I must say, I like this wild side of you. My little kitten is finally showing her claws. I should start calling you My little kitten. Malen'kiy kotenok.” Dimitri says with a wide smile on his face responding to his own question just like I did earlier. “I'm serious, Dimitri, I will hurt you if you don't let me go!” I say to him as the knife begins to tremble in my own hands. Why wasn't he scared? Was he trying to make me go through with my threat? I'm not sure I have the stomach to hurt anyone, much less Dimitri, the leader of the Bratva and head of the Gusef family.“What exactly is your plan, Malen'kiy ko
Dernière mise à jour : 2024-02-05Escaped With The Bratva’s Heir CHAPTER SIXTEEN: Let's Play Another Game.
Dimitri's POV “What are you doing here, Malyshka?” I ask in a soft tone I can barely recognise myself.Anya continues to stare blankly ahead of her, not responding to my question. She was dressed in a flimsy nightwear and some socks I had put on her, before I left her alone in the bedroom. I sigh heavily as I bend down and heft her into my arms. I take notice of the fact that she was very light in my arms. Easily half the weight I lift every day to stay fit. “I would kill your father again if I ever got the chance.” I say quietly to her. I wish I could apologise for what happened earlier, but I can't. It had to happen. I doubt she would have agreed to wear the collar otherwise. “Did he suffer?” She asks after some time, interrupting the tense silence as we make our back to her bedroom. “Yes, he did, Malyshka. That I can assure you of.” I respond, hesitant to give her any gory details that might further upset her. “I want details.” Anya says, shocking me immensely. I never would
Dernière mise à jour : 2024-01-31Escaped With The Bratva’s Heir CHAPTER FIFTEEN: I Will Not Die In Vain.
“Boris Sidorov.” I say coldly as I step into my office. Ivanov gives me a confused look, probably wondering when I had become friends with a scoundrel of this nature. “Mr Gusef! Priyatno poznakomit'sya. YA znayu, naskol'ko ty deystvitel'no zanyat.” It's a pleasure meeting you. I know how busy you can truly be. Boris says with a nervous chuckle as he shifts from one foot to the other. I give him a sharp look, not welcoming him or inviting him to sit with me. I settle down on the double-piece couch the one closest to Ivanov. “Kakiye problemy u vas yest' ?” What problems do you have? I ask him, in an emotionless voice. Ivanov places his hands on Boris's shoulders and shakes his head slightly when Boris tries to sit on the chair opposite me. You do not sit in front of the Pakhan unless you are invited to. “Ummmm—— my wife is missing.” Boris says, his eyes flicking between the bulk that is Ivanov me. I knew Boris Sidorov very well, although unfortunately so. He was Maksim Fedorov's
Dernière mise à jour : 2024-01-26Escaped With The Bratva’s Heir CHAPTER TWELVE: Custom Made Collar.
“Who is she?” Giana asks finally, her anger matching mine.“Someone you would never be.” I say in a cold tone, not in the least bit concerned of aggravating her. Giana grips her knife tighter in her fists as though she is contemplating using it on me. I stare at her, daring her to try it. Whatever pe
Escaped With The Bratva’s Heir CHAPTER ELEVEN: Lack Of Erection.
“Thank you very much, I'm done.” I say to the man's turned back as I take out my hair from under the hood of the sweater he brought for me. “You can call me, Ivanov.” The man says, turning back to me. “I'm not sure your Pakhan would like that. Was he the one who told you to get them for me?” I ask d
Escaped With The Bratva’s Heir CHAPTER NINE: Christmas Token.
“Brat, Brat, Brat. How is family life treating you? It's been what? Two, three months since we last saw each other?” Igor says with a wide smile on his face as he steps closer to me. Ivanov gets up from his position on my couch and steps in between Igor and my desk. Igor raises his hands up in mock
Escaped With The Bratva’s Heir CHAPTER EIGHT: Power Play.
I needed water and I needed it fast. I eye the water in the far end of the room towards the door but I don't even try moving towards it. I tried before and I didn't even get five feet close to it. I swallow my saliva once more, trying to alleviate the patchy soreness in them but I have no such luck.
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