Anna Bateman Everyone fears Roman Petrov, a rich, handsome Mafia boss and ends up in his hotel room due to some unforeseen circumstances. He's my first client but he won't believe that. My life used to be simple until it wasn't when my fathers shady deals caught up with him and destroyed my family. Roman Petrov The rules of my world. There's no room for errors, no tolerance for liars. I'm a possessive man, she knew before she stepped into my world and I won't be satisfied until I have all of her. We should have parted ways after one night but she became and addiction I couldn't seem to shake. She is a goddess wrapped in all my maddest temptation. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel a spark threatening to explode inside me for her.
view more“I’m going to my annex,” Dolores says. “Callie, come help me move some things around the kitchen?”“ Must I ?,” she replies obviously tuned in to the drama between me and Roman.“Come with me so they can have some privacy,” she snaps at her, which has her shooting up from the couch.“Yes, ma’am.”Ana and I watch as they leave the penthouse, then I turn my attention back to my woman.“Please accept the gifts.”She glances at everything on the coffee table, then says, “Okay, but you don’t have to buy me stuff.”“I do. It makes me feel good knowing I’m taking care of you. Let me spoil my wife when and however I want.”Wrapping her arms around my neck, she finally gives up. “Okay.”Excited, I let go of her and pick up the phone. “Want me to set it up for you?”Ana lets out a chuckle as she sits down on the couch. “Please.”I switch the device on, and it takes a few minutes for me to sign Ana into all her apps. When I’m done, I hand it to her.“Thank you,” she whispers as she looks
ANAI blink Roman as if he’s lost his goddamn mind. When the words sink in, I start to laugh, shaking my head.“It’s way too soon.”“Not for me.”Realizing he’s serious, I stare at him. “Jesus, Roman. We’ve only got married few months ago. Marriage is a serious commitment.”“So?” I give him an incredulous look.With a dead serious expression, he mutters, “It doesn’t matter whether we’re were dating or married because I’m never letting you go, and we have to start trying for kids.”“We can talk about kids at a much later stage,” I say hastily Wiping a hand over my forehead, I mumble, “Now I’ve forgotten what we were talking about.”“You said you’re scared of making changes and talked shit about us divorcing, then I brought up kids, and you freaked out,” he reminds me.“Right.” I let out a sigh, and feeling tired from the intense conversation, I lie downRoman crawls over me and bracing his hands on either side of my head, he locks eyes with me.“You need security, and I want to g
ROMAN “No, that’s my job,” Dolores replies. “You can go back to bed and get more rest.” She shoots me a serious look. “Don’t keep her here take her upstairs to get some rest.”“thanks , Dolores,” I mutter before I finish the last of my sandwich.Ana gets up and gives Callie’s arm a squeeze before she leaves the kitchen.As soon as she’s gone, Callie locks eyes with me. “How’s she really doing? Because I know she trying to play strong”I shake my head.“I’m not sure. She went through a lot," I tell her keeping it brief to ease her worries"so it will take a while for her to heal and get back to her usual self.”“Did she tell you what happened after they took her?”I nod.“is it really bad?” she asks, looking concerned.Yeah, bad shit.Getting up from my chair, I say, “I’ll let her tell you when she’s ready. Okay?”“Should I be worried?”I shake my head. “not really. She’s very strong.”“Yeah.” She glances in the direction of the stairs, holding herself together. “She is.”“T
ROMAN Lifting my hand, I gently brush my fingers over her thick hair.So this is what it feels like to love a woman with all my heart I love it and hate it at the same time.When she’s in danger, there’s only excruciating pain.And when she’s close by and safe, there’s a peaceful calmness.My eyes drift over her face, touching on the bruises that look much worse today.She’s been through hell.I wish I could erase her memory.I keep brushing my hand over her head, but then she starts to stir and mumbles, “Stop.”As the scream tears from her throat, I sit up in time to catch her when she darts up, her eyes opening wide. Horror fills over her face, making her look pale as fuck.“It’s just a dream,only a dream.” I say as I hold her close.She shakes her head, her breaths not calming down, and breathing fast.Her fingers grip the sweater I’m wearing tightly, her body trembling so much.“You’re safe.” I begin to rock her, moving back and forth slowly,hoping it will help calm down her ne
ANAAfter I slept like the dead, I was checked by the doctor and allowed to go home.Home, AKA Roman’s safehouse.I wonder how Callie reacted when she saw the place.Probably the same as me, totally overwhelmed, the place was bigger that the old house.Earlier, Roman left to go and get his car and my clothes while I had breakfast.Roman’s a mafia boss.You’d think I’d be running for the hills, but here I am, sitting in the passenger side of his BMW as he drives us home.Before shit went down, Roman was this perfect man, and honestly, it bothered me a little. but since he got me back he has been tending to my every need.. I didn’t feel good enough to be with him, because of the drugs.I’ve seen his dark side, and in that moment when he killed the men holding me captive, I fell in love with him all over again.Roman has blood on his hands. He’s not as perfect as I first thought, but instead, he’s perfect for me. He might be rich, and I’m okay with that, but we’re no longer worlds ap
ANAI hear Roman’s voice as he calls the nice old lady that cleans the house to let her know about Callie so she can get a room ready for her.I didn’t even argue when Roman said we’d be moving with him to a safe house.I’m still thinking about the last few horrible days .Curled up beneath the covers.I watch as he sits down on the armchair beside my bed and removes his boots and his gun holsters. Standing up, he pulls the two guns from behind his back like they are an extension of his body to guns. I’d forgotten they were tucked into his waistband.He places them on the bedside table, and leaning over me, he presses a kiss to my temple, while whispering, “Move up, Zolotse.” I shift back a bit and lift the covers so he can climb beneath them. When he lies down, he wraps an arm around me and positions my body half over his filling me with heat.Melting into the feel of his warmth, I let out a sigh.This is why I didn’t argue about moving with him.I feel safe and loved.He keeps
ROMAN “It’s all I had. I buried the metal rod in his eye,” she mumbles, her fingers twisting in the fabric of the covers.“She can be your bodyguard after that, Roman,” the fucker says. “Continue, Ana.”“I never heard any names. We were kept on the boat for a day before being moved to the house.”“Did you see tattoos?” Sergei shoots another question her way.She thinks for a moment, then answers, “They wore warm clothes, but one of the men had a leaf on his neck with an V.”Sergei rises to his feet and surprises the fuck out of me when he comes to give Ana’s shoulder a squeeze.“You did good, Ana. Get some rest.” Turning his attention to me, he says, “I’ll give you a day to be with her then you have to get to work. I want them found.”“Got it,” I reply and watch as he leaves the room.“What does the V represent?” Eden asks, her tone soft.“The drug dealers who took you work for Vladamir,” I explain.She nods, her eyes looking shocked spearing on my chest. Her features tighten,
ANAI stare down, trying to look for the bullet wound, but I don’t see any. I hear a slight groan from behind me, I look over my shoulder and I see a man lying down in the middle of the hallway.The woman with the expressionless gaze, standing in the doorway of the bedroom we were placed.Jesus. Was she with that man?I don’t have time to think about it because I’m grabbed by my shoulders and squashed against a warm, solid chest.“Fuck,” Roman whispers. “Christ, Ana.” He draws his face into my hair, rubbing his jaw over the little bump on my head.When I flinch and yank away from the pain, his hands move back to my shoulders, and he leans down so he can see my face.His eyes flick all over my face while his own turns darker with anger.His tone is harsh as he asks, “Are you okay?”Am I?“They drugged me,” I complain, very upset about it. “I think four times.”“Let’s go!” Sasha snaps.Roman slips his arms beneath me, and a second later, I’m lifted into the air and carried bridal
ANALying on the floor as I struggle to keep my eyes open.My head hurts so much.I’m cold.Through blurring vision, I see Paula crying. The other’s just stare at one spots, no life on their faces.I was so close to escaping.That might’ve been my only chance.I feel a needle pick my skin, and seconds later, my pain starts to fade.No. I’d rather take the pain.I blink and blink as the drugs run through my system. Time warps, and everything feels upside down. My mind starts wobbling until it feels like I’m floating.When it looks like the beds are moving across the floor before jerking back into position, I frown because it’s weird.Something crawls over me, and I try to rub it off, but moving is difficult as if I’m restrained.I’m tied up again. No!I struggle, but I can’t free myself, and more chains are on me.I scream and fight the restraints, then suddenly, the restraints are gone, and Dad’s sitting in front of me, brushing his hand over my hair.“It’s easier when you just g
As mama and I returned from the Sol family dinner, I loved going to family dinners, “wait here mi amor let me get your father downstairs so we can eat the leftovers from the party,” I watched her walk away.Few minutes later she came back. I ran upstairs trying to know what happened when I saw it. Mama passed me with a Gun in hand and rosary around her neck, she reached for her bedroom When she entered, my father was screwing another woman.“So I’ll be dead by the holidays, cabrón?”She shouted as he was, scrambling from the bed to his feet, naked. “Maria! I can explain everything!” Dad shouted back as his accent shifted from British to Southern mid-sentence. He pulled on his pants, and she let him. “Please, calm down! And for goodness’ sake, put the pistol away.”Lightning flared, matching her mood. I finally understood the phrase “seeing red.” because that was my mother’s eyes at that moment.She pointed the gun at the woman frozen on the bed. “Who the hell is she?”Papa raised ...
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