LyraA few days passed since I returned to my father, and that passage of time only got harder to endure.When I gave in to the boredom, I started reading the stack of books in the bedroom without paying all that much attention to them. It didn’t take long for me to finish them, leaving me with nothing at all.A knock at the door early morning on the fourth day tore me from my empty thoughts, sitting up in bed.Dad poked his head inside again, carrying a tray of food for me. He had the chef make me an omelet with toast and berries on the side. It smelled good, but my stomach had been in knots since I arrived home.An unreadable expression moved across his face while he placed the food on my nightstand. “You’re being returned to the Lantsovs today, my dear.”My heart stopped immediately, and everything around me seemed to still. I blinked through my astonishment, murmuring weakly, “What?”He nodded, handing me the glass of orange juice.I was being handed back over to them. While that
Lyra The house they brought me to was a different one I hadn’t seen before.It was in an ideal neighborhood with neatly manicured lawns, pools in every backyard, and serenely quiet. The house was even more exquisite, with lavish furnishings and the most expensive décor I think I had ever seen.As we walked through the halls, I found pictures of Nikolai and Enora, as well as some with Liliya. So, it was his house.It made Valentin’s condo look like a hostel.To my dismay, the beautiful house was ripped away from me the moment I was led down a set of stairs to a basement.A chill ran down my spine as we marched down, the guard making me go first. I hadn’t struggled until the moment I reached the cement floor, and the light was switched on.The basement was lit up at once, and panic clenched my chest.The room was huge, with doors leading to other rooms, but the most damning part was the plastic sheets on the floor, along with a single chair.They’re going to kill me.Close to hypervent
ValentinFrustration simmered beneath my skin as I went back upstairs, fists clenched to fight off that anger I wasn’t used to. It had been ever-present in the last few days, keeping me on edge at a moment’s notice.Nothing felt right anymore, and I didn’t know what was real and what was a lie.I didn’t know if I should trust Lyra’s word. I had no reason to believe she would betray me, not when she had nothing to do with our business or her father’s before she had left Philly. But the messages were compelling enough to leave me wondering.Her reasons held up, but I didn’t want to fall victim to any of her possible tricks. Three years had passed since we dated and broke up, and anything could’ve changed within that time. I didn’t know what she was truly capable of.Roman was already in the living room by himself, sitting in one of Nikolai’s swanky chairs, scrolling through his phone. His gaze trailed me, and his brow lifted. He put his phone down.“How did it go?”“Terribly,” I mumble
LyraPain cracked through my head, the first thing I registered as I came to.Even while I was waking up, my eyes wouldn’t open. The dull ache all over my body lingered, immediately telling me something wasn’t right. Something had happened, and I couldn’t remember it yet.Little by little, my lashes pulled apart, but I couldn’t focus on the room around me yet. Groggy, I tried to look around as pieces came to me.I went to move, to put my arms in a more comfortable position, by they stopped and couldn’t go any further. The jingle of metal sounded familiar, along with the way it bit into my skin.Cuffs.Alarm rushed into me at once, forcing my eyes open all the way. I yanked on the cuffs, finding myself in a place I didn’t recognize.Dark steel walls and concrete floors. Heavy fluorescent lights that buzzed overhead and were far too harsh on my eyes. A dull headache remained, only worsening from the intensity of them.But as I adjusted to everything, there was a familiar face looking b
ValentinMy skin was white while I gripped the steering wheel hard, focused on the road ahead.Our men had a lead on a warehouse in Delaware, believing that was where my wife and child had been taken. Not letting any time slip by us, we set out the moment we heard word of it.Desperation ran through me, forcing my foot further into the gas pedal. From the passenger seat, Nikolai threw me a look. He did so a few times, watching me.“Slow down, Valentin,” he warned.While he was my older brother and superior, I was in the driver’s seat. It was my family at stake, and no part of me cared about speed limits.The speedometer went up and up, and Nikolai just sighed, seemingly giving up.It was no use, not when I was prepared to dismember Luca with my bare hands.Nothing from before mattered. Not Lyra keeping my son from me or her communicating with Luca. It all felt insignificant, knowing they were both gone—taken from my care without warning.He stole from me enough times already, and I co
Valentin Lyra looked just as surprised, rubbing her wrists from where the metal had dug in.“Get up,” he instructed her harshly, to which she did hesitantly, aware of the gun still in his possession. Turning her shoulders for her, he made her face me. That wash of fear returned in another wave.I wanted to take her in my arms and tell her everything would be fine. To promise that we would make it out alive and find our boy. To tell her that I didn’t care about what happened and I just wanted them both safe.“Give her your gun,” Luca said to me, planting the gun square against her back. “If you try anything, I’ll shoot her.”Nodding, I complied, reaching for my gun. Slowly to not cause any alarm, I turned the gun around in my hand, offering her the grip. She gave me a pleading look, eyes wet with tears full of fear. I kept my expression level for her, trying to remain calm despite whatever Luca had in store for us.As Lyra took the gun from me, regret swam in her gaze, but I had alrea
LyraI couldn’t hear anything through the ringing of my ears. My throat was burning, not realizing I started screaming in the first place. I had never heard that kind of sound come from my mouth before, making me feel like I was having an out of body experience.My heart was in my throat, and my entire body went numb.It couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t be real.Everything happened so fast that I was forced to try and process it all at once.The moment Valentin slumped against the ground in a heap, I yanked away from Luca’s grasp while his one hand remained preoccupied with the gun. Another shot was fired, landing its target with a sickening sound, followed by a body hitting the ground.Not caring about who it was, I sprinted forward, feeling like time had slowed down to a crashing halt. Like I was trapped in a nightmare and couldn’t get away fast enough. I fell to my knees next to my husband, hands on him frantically.Urgently, I reached for the bullet, anticipating blood that wou
LyraSeveral months had passed since everything happened, and Valentin decided we needed a new start.He sold the condo, and we bought a nice townhouse in a lavish neighborhood with everything we could ever need. I tried to tell him that some of his choices were a bit over the top for what we needed, but he insisted he knew what he was doing. I wasn’t prepared to argue with him.Charlie was doing better than ever, going to daycare and mingling with other kids his age. He had both his mother and father in his life and seemed to be flourishing.After he was gone for the day and we returned home, Valentin’s hand was on the small of my back as he led me inside.The door barely closed by the time his lips were on mine.Stifling my giggles in the kiss, I draped my arms around his neck, walking backward as he guided me.“Come, I have a surprise,” he said between kisses, only pulling back while securing my hand in his once we reached the back door that led to the yard.Raising my brows, warm
Aria That irritation flared inside my chest again, accompanied by my reoccurring anxiousness. If only my hands weren’t bound, I’d punch him in his rich face.“I’m having trouble wrapping my head around the fact that your kidnapper boyfriend would want to take my sister for no reason. You can play stupid all you want, but I know that you know something. Just spit it out before I get bored of you.”There was a venom of warning in his tone, but I wasn’t scared enough to speak. In my mind, I had nothing to say to him.After another moment of silence from me, Marco rolled his eyes and exclaimed as if it was the biggest inconvenience he had ever experienced.“You’re killing me!” Marco cried out, returning that smug glare to me. “Spit it out, sweetheart. It’s a miracle the Lantsovs didn’t throw you out just for boring them.”“I don’t know anything,” I spat, gritting my teeth at him. “You’re wasting your time.”“While I do agree that my time is being wasted, I have the feeling you’re trying
AriaMy head spun as my eyes peeled open, feeling like I had the worst hangover in the world.Everything was stiff and I wanted nothing more than to stretch, but I couldn’t. Restraints kept my hands from coming apart, along with my feet.Where was I?As the room began to filter in around me, flickers of memories sparked within my mind.I had been crying after Roman left, wondering what I was going to do. Then there were gunshots. I thought there was an accident on the street until the door was kicked in. There were too many men at once, all reaching for me.I screamed, but it didn’t matter. I must’ve fell unconscious since I couldn’t remember anything after that.The thoughts were fragmented and difficult to remember, but it was enough for me to know I wasn’t with the Lantsovs.I had no idea where I was or who had taken me. The thick rope was scratchy against my wrists and ankles. My dress had ridden uncomfortably high up my thighs, but I couldn’t do much to fix it. I felt exposed an
RomanDeflating, I put my face in my hands. I did know. I heard it. I saw it in her face.When I didn’t say anything, he scoffed. “I can’t believe you.”“She knew for weeks and didn’t tell me until tonight. How else was I supposed to take it?!” I snapped back, still trying to navigate the mess of my emotions. “I felt blindsided.”“That was weeks of her being scared, then. Alone with that knowledge.”“I know she was, she told me herself,” I admitted, taking another swig.The disappointment on Nikolai’s face was immeasurable. “And you ran, leaving her alone at your house. This isn’t how the Lanstovs do things, Roman.”“I suppose not,” I muttered, shaking my head. “And what if there’s some sort of marriage pact you’d like me to comply to? I can’t do that with another woman’s child running around.”“That child is yours. A Lantsov. Your heir. Why on earth would I need you to fulfill a pact when your child is already growing?” he questioned, looking shocked at my reluctance to accept this.
RomanWe were both spent and satisfied, but after I crawled back into bed and brought her against my chest, something moved through Aria’s eyes.We sat in silence for a while as I ran a hand up and down her arm, wondering why she was being uncharacteristically quiet. She felt so still—almost frozen. Something didn’t feel right.Intuitively, I had the feeling there was something she needed to say. Cocking a brow at her, I murmured, “Is everything all right?”That made her tense, and immediately, my concern flared. There was definitely something wrong.Aria let go of a deep, yet uncertain breath. She pushed herself up to look me in the eyes, gaze full of both guilt and fear.“What’s wrong?” I asked again, bringing a thumb up to caress her cheek.She closed her eyes and leaned into the touch, sighing. “There’s something I’ve been keeping from you because I’ve been too much of a coward to tell you.”My brows furrowed, not knowing what to expect.Immediately, my mind went to the worst plac
AriaStunned by what sounded like a promise, I only nodded, dumbstruck."Good," he murmured, gripping my chin in his hand as his lips crashed onto mine again.I saw nothing but darkness and stars as my lashes fluttered closed, too needy for him to care how it happened. His lips demanded all of my attention, and I had no mind to think about anything else.His tongue swiped against my lower lip, to which I complied, and he deepened the kiss so sinfully that even the devil himself would clutch his pearls.Instinctively, I spread my legs as his hand dropped to my thigh, reaching beneath my dress for those lace panties he had spied earlier.A shiver ran down my spine as he brushed against my pussy, already soaked for him. When he added more pressure, my back arched, silently begging for more."God, you feel so good," he groaned against my lips, his voice low and filled with need. "So fucking perfect."I couldn't stop the way my body reacted, but the heat in my chest flared. “You really thi
AriaI barely had time to enter the house before Roman's lips were firmly on mine, back pressed against the wall.Melting into his touch as his fingers worked my hair elastic undone so he could run them through my tresses, I forgot about how strange he had been. The chilly distance between us dissipated at once, and all I wanted was more of him.Roman had an incredible power that rendered me useless from mere touch alone, leaving me wanting and frantic. It was no different from the first time as our mouths collided, melding like we were made for each other.It was impossible to breathe, but I didn't care. Air didn't feel necessary while his lips brushed against mine feverishly, pouring his own desire into the kiss.His other hand slipped down to my waist where he squeezed, drawing out a soft breath from me. He smiled into the kiss and pulled me impossibly close.There was no returning from the kiss without getting what we both wanted, that was abundantly clear.In a whirl of frantic
AriaThere was something stoic yet very telling of their dormant strength in each of them, like a raw viciousness they could harness whenever necessary.They were indeed threatening-looking, but dressed up in their nice clothes, they reminded me of done-up Persian cats, rather than rogue mountain lions."Everyone, this is Aria. I expect you all to treat her like family," Lyra began, gesturing to me politely. Then, she moved through the others. "This is my husband, Valentin. My love and light and retired party animal."While Valentin wore a satisfied smile at first, it faltered into a teasing grin when he looked at his wife. "You're lucky today is your day, as well as Aria's apparently."He held a hand out to shake, and I took it with as much confidence as I could muster.“It’s a pleasure to meet the one who has claimed my brother’s attention as of late.”There was a heavy dose of teasing in those words, and I felt as Roman stiffened beside me. He let go of a sigh while his brothers ch
AriaThe butterflies in my gut were unavoidable as I got ready for the baby shower, putting on a light-colored dress that Roman said would be more than fitting for the day.While I was curious and intrigued by his family, the thought of meeting them all made my heart race. They were infamous to people who knew of them, and those who didn't were better off never crossing them.Fixing my hair into a neat bun and putting on a light amount of makeup felt like an impossible task while my stomach turned. I was more than aware that I had known I was pregnant for at least a week, and I still hadn't told Roman.I knew he'd be pissed off at me for not telling him sooner, but I hadn't worked up the courage to follow through with it yet. It was a lot to process on my own, and bringing him into it felt even more daunting.By the time I was ready to go and headed back downstairs, Roman was waiting in the kitchen. He perked up as I entered the room, and a small smile pulled on his lips."You look be
RomanAria hesitated then, seeming almost confused. She looked at the screen instead of me. "Are things getting any better?""Nikolai says so.""That's good then."It was awkward. Painfully awkward. But I couldn't help it. It had to be done."Did you get everything you needed today?" I asked, curious about what she got up to, even if I shouldn't be.Something moved across her face then, and she nodded."Let me know if you need anything else."Aria continued to look down at her food, seeming more uncomfortable than she had been before.I hated how I was coming across, especially with my unfriendly tone. I was being an ass."The food is good," Aria said, surely in an attempt to keep the conversation going.It felt like a lure cast in a lake, hoping I'd take the bait and be myself, the man she had grown used to after being around me for weeks.When I only hummed in response, I watched as her shoulders slumped. She looked hurt and confused, and I wished I could take that pain away. I wish