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 MoreI nod again, feeling stupid for thinking he wanted me dead. “I’m so sorry. I panicked and wasn't thinking straight,” I try to explain.He lets out a heavy breath. “I know.” His eyes caress my face. “Please, just don’t ever run from me again.” it hurts“I won’t,” I whisper in his ears. I wrap my arms around his neck, and hold him as tight as I can not letting go. After a while, he asks, “Do you feel much better?”Even though my world is still ruined by the terrible incident, I just nod because I feel safe in Roman’s arms. I didn’t lose him. If anything, it feels as if this nightmare has brought us closer together than how we were before.“Do you think you can eat down something?” he asks.I pull back as I rub my hand over my burning stomach. “My stomach still feels quite uneasy.”“Some toast might make you feel much better,” he murmurs as he gets up.When Roman lifts me into his arms, I don’t bother fighting back and rest my head on his shoulder. I close my eyes as he carries
ANA'S POVRoman is so careful with me that it makes me feel even more emotional.When he’s was done helping me take a bath, he turns off the faucets and helps me out of the shower. My eyes drift over him while he uses a towel to pat my skin dry, uses the hair drier on my hair with the appropriate heat setting.Even though I’m still feeling shock from all the trauma, love fills my heart for him, the way he's taking care of me.He places an arm at my back and another under my kness, then lifts me and carries me back to his bed gently After setting me down to seat on the bed, he rushes to the walk in closet for a clean shirt and gently pulls my hand in and buttons it up.“I need to brush my teeth,” I say, my eyes constantly on him.“Okay.” When he moves to pick me up again, I shake my head. “I can walk.”“I know, let me do this.” He lifts me into his arms and heads back into the bathroom with me. Once I’m on my feet and I’m brushing my teeth, Roman cleans the floor.Seeing this b
ROMAN’S POV The past two days have easily been the longest days of my life.I'm walking on fucking thin ice, and every time Ana makes a sound and moves, I hold her tighter.At first, I was struggling to process the death of my uncle , but now I wish he was alive so I can fucking kill him myself.Unrestrainable rage keeps filling my chest, and knowing I can’t get revenge for what they did to Ana, because it not letting me have a peaceful sleep.I haven’t slept since the night before we left for Russia, and until I’m sure Ana is okay, I won’t be able to shut an eye.Suddenly her body tenses, and she tries to curl into me like a child hiding from someone. I’m still holding her against my chest tightly.I vehemently refuse to lay her down on the bed, I need her in my arms again.“Shh…I’ve got you, baby,” I whisper, hoping my words will get through to her.“No,” she mumbles. She’s weak as she slaps my chest, then her fingers grip my shirt. “No.”Bringing my hand to her face, I run my p
ANA'S POV“Noooo!” I scream as I wake up from sleep, into something hard. My breaths are nothing more than gasps.“I’ve got you,” Roman’s voice says above my head.Oh, God. No!As I realize I slammed into Roman’s chest, and I feel his arms around me, all the terror and trauma come rushing back.Vladamir telling me to leave Rome alone that cheap girls like myself don't deserve anything..The struggle on the balcony before falling over the railing.Vladamir’s fingers grasping and ripping at my dress.The sickening thud. The sound on his body hitting the floor.Seeing his body broken a few feet from. Where I was hanging on to the railing.The fear of falling to my death and the struggle to pull myself onto the balcony.The fear of being stopped as I escaped the compound.The terror of running away from Rome.Running into traffic to escape Roman.Him grabbing hold of me.“Are you–”Instinctively, I try to scramble away from him as a cry tears from my throat. “Baby!”His hold on me tight
ROMAN’S POV Wake up, baby. My heart won’t rest until I see your beautiful smile again. My eyes move over every inch of her face, and a painful feeling slashes through my heart when I think how close I was to losing her. I’m never leaving you alone again. “Can I get you anything?” Dimitri suddenly asks, his tone tense with worry. I get up and shake my head. “I need you to stay with Ana. Sasha and the Rest of the Bravta are on their way, I can't show any weaknesses.” I look at Ana again before I say, “Call me the second she wakes up.” “Okay.” He takes the bag from me, and as I pause beside him, I place my hand on his shoulder and lock eyes with him. “Thank you.” This man is one of the most important and irreplaceable to me at this crucial moments. I’ll never be able to repay him for everything he’s done for me and Ana. he murmurs truthfully, “Anything for you, Boss.” Leaving the bedroom, I take off my suit jacket as I head down to the meeting feeling exhausted. With
ROMAN'S POV Feeling Ana’s body slump over my shoulder, I hurry toward the SUV. Dimitri has his gun in his hands to handle anyone who tries to intervene.“Hey! What are you doing with that girl?” A woman shouts annoyingly from her car.“Mind your own fucking business,” Dimitri growls.The way Ana screamed still echoes through my mind, and it’s easily the most devastating sound I’ve ever heard.Lowering Ana from over my shoulder, I quickly pick her up bridal style and climb into the backseat of the SUV. “Let’s go!”Dimitri sits in the driver's seat speedily, and within seconds, we’re speeding away from the traffic we caused.Ana’s body is limp in my hold, and as I look at her face, my it's makes me scared because she's too peaceful.“Baby,” I whisper. She’s been through so much. Just thinking about the trauma she’s suffered has anger burning in my veins.“I’ve got you,” I murmur as I brush wild locks away from her face. I pull her closer to my chest and hold her tightly as Dimitri
ANA'S POV It feels like I’m caught in a cycle of panic and paralyzing fear as I get off the plane in Houston.The flight was so long. Twenty-six long hours of reliving the nightmare over and over.I can’t remember when last I ate, not that I’m hungry. With the tomb of fear in my stomach, I feel too sick to think of food, whenever I think about it I feel nauseated.God, it feels like I haven’t slept for weeks,Like I've aged two decades more.The last time I got some rest was on the flight to Frankfurt, Germany. My dress is all wrinkled, and my skin feels clammy.I look as bad as I feel.I walk with all the other passengers, and realizing I have to go through passport control again, a wave of exhaustion wahes over me. The tiredness in my body makes my bones feel too heavy. I fall into the back of the line and nibble on my bottom lip and chew on my nails as I cautiously look at all the people, who knows if they've started looking for me already, the bravta has reach in all parts of
ANA’S POV In desperate need of comfort, I go through my bag to get my cell phone out and I go through screenshots I have of him from all his press conferences.I swipe from the very beginning to the end, But none of them brings me any comfort. Instead, they break my heart because this will be the last time I'm seeing them, deleting all of them.In this moment of strife and darkness, I realized I wasn’t just in love with Roman. I love him. I love him with all my heart and soul.And I didn’t even get to tell him.Roman.As the plane flies toward Frankfurt, Germany , where I have to catch a connecting flight.•••••••••••••••ROMAN’S POV One of the guards found the vehicle Ana left with, and after searching the vehicle, her luggage was found in the backseat.The tracker’s signal disappeared ten minutes ago from my phone , meaning she’s probably on a fucking plane leaving to God knows where.It’s either that or the phone was destroyed, which I seriously doubt.“Find out what flight An
When the attendant at the front desk prints the ticket, she says, “I’ve upgraded you to first class at no extra charge, take it easy on yourself” Giving me the ticket, her smile is filled with sympathy. “Do you have any luggage you have to check in?”I shake my head. “I’m traveling light.” Because in my panic, I forgot to grab anything from the compound. There’s no time to go back to the parking area.“Is that all I can help with?”I quickly nod. “Thank you so much!” I glance around me again. “Where do I go?”She points to her left. “Straight down there and through the lounge for first-class passengers.”My eyes lock with hers for a brief moment, and I swallow hard on my tears. “Thank you.”“You’re welcome.”When I move away from the counter, I struggle not to run. Feeling more and more scared by the second, I keep looking back and forth as I hurry toward the area the attendant said I should go.Entering the first class section, my eyes land on security guards at the airport, and
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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