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DMITRIEven though it’s been a week, I can’t shake the image of Igor holding Ana’s hand. It’s etched into my mind, like a splinter I can’t dig out. Every detail from that night keeps replaying in my head—her in that emerald dress, her body practically sculpted by the fabric, the way the neckline teased just enough to drive me mad.I remember how I first saw her that night, walking into the garden like she owned the place. The dress clung to her curves, her cleavage perfectly framed, leaving me hard as a rock just from looking at her. The way she carried herself was infuriatingly captivating, each step drawing every eye in the room, mine included.I told myself it was nothing. That I didn’t care. After all, I’d thrown that damn party to show her exactly what she was—a trophy. Nothing more. But when I caught one of the men staring at her too long, a possessive anger surged inside me.Why the hell would I be jealous?I don’t even like her.Or so I keep telling myself.It doesn’t matter,
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“I know you don’t want a scene,” she purrs. “I’d hate to cause one.”“You’re walking a fine line, Lucia,” I warn, my patience wearing thin. “This isn’t the time or the place for your games.”She taps her chin thoughtfully, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “What if I told you that your wife seems already… occupied?”That catches my attention. I scan the room, trying to find Ana, but she’s nowhere in sight. Lucia, ever the snake, points toward the far end of the room, where a large potted fern obscures part of the seating area.“Over there,” she says, a satisfied smirk tugging at her lips. “Looks like she’s enjoying herself.”I follow her gaze and spot Ana, lounging on a plush couch, surrounded by three men. One leans in, whispering something in her ear that makes her toss her head back and laugh, carefree and radiant. Her hair has come loose, spilling over her shoulders, and for a moment, I’m frozen, watching her like a predator stalking his prey.My fists clench at my sides, a cold ra
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ANAI stride across the lobby, eyes locked on the elevator, ignoring the buzz of my phone reminding me about an upcoming meeting. Not now. Nikolai Petrov is going to see his daughter today, whether he likes it or not.If he won’t come to me, I’ll find my way to him. Simple as that.“Miss Petrov!” I hear my name being called from behind, and I come to a sharp stop, sighing as I turn around. It’s Ivan, my father’s aide—a man with a huge family. I watch impatiently as he hurries toward me, taking his time while the elevator doors open and close like a ticking clock.“Ivan,” I say, forcing a smile. “It’s been a while.”He nods, but then his face flickers with realization. “I’m sorry,” he stumbles. “It’s Mrs. Orlov now, isn’t it?”Oh, right.I barely noticed. Being Mrs. Orlov doesn’t sit quite right, and honestly, I’m still more Nikolai’s daughter than Dmitri’s wife. Always will be.“It’s fine. Is my father in his office?”Ivan scratches at his beard, thinking. “I’m not sure. I haven’t see
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I walk into the living room and spot Maxim immediately. His face lights up, arms open wide in that fatherly way of his—one of the few people left who hasn’t put distance between us.“Anastasia. It’s been a while.”There it is—Anastasia. Maxim’s the only one who still calls me by my full name and hearing it from him is like a warm hug I’ve been needing. I hadn’t realized how much I missed it until now, how much I’ve missedhomein all the ways that matter.“Maxim,” I say, managing a small smile. “I came to see Papa. Is he around?”At my words, his expression changes, his warm demeanor faltering. He shifts on his feet, looking uncomfortable. Something’s up, and I’m already tired of the secrets.“Ah, Anastasia,” he says, his voice softer. “Your father is unavailable right now. Perhaps it’s best to come back another time.”I narrow my eyes, already suspicious. “Maxim, what’s going on? Out with it. What are you hiding?”Maxim glances around, his gaze flickering nervously. Without another wor
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DMITRI I scowl at my door, the sound of a knock grating against my already fraying patience. My focus on the work at hand fades the moment my stepsister, Yelena, breezes in like a gust of uninvited chaos. “Brother!” she sings, dropping her leather luggage with a thud. In seconds, she’s latched onto me, squeezing me tight with her arms, as if she’s trying to suffocate me with affection. “You look good!” she chirps, clearly ignoring the fact that I can barely breathe. “And I’m going to be blue and cold if you don’t let up, Yelena,” I rasp, tapping her arm to signal my surrender. “Oh!” She releases me, stepping back with a sheepish grin. “Sorry. I just missed you. Wanted to soak in all theyouI could.” I stretch my arm out, keeping a safe distance between us. “You can soak in the ‘me’ with your words, not your death grip,” I say, cutting her off before she decides to smother me again. She pouts, dramatically releasing me. “Right. I forget how much you hate physical contact. Always
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Yelena is already racing through the door before I manage to intervene, passing Janet in the doorway. The only thing I can do is stare at the scene, wondering what’ll happen when the two finally meet and I’m not the one making an introduction.But I’m met with a surprise. My stepsister has her arms around Ana, who looks polished and pulled together in her work clothes.But that’s not all.Ana, who’s never once shown any expression other than anger or displeasure toward me, has the biggest smile on her face as she’s hugging Yelena back.“Oh, it’s so good to meet you finally,” I hear Yelena say as she pulls away and cups Ana’s cheek. “I knew the pictures I saw didn’t do you justice.”“Mr. Orlov,” Janet is the first person to notice my presence, and three pairs of eyes turn to me where I stand. “Welcome home.”Yelena rushes over to me, dragging Ana along. “How did you get this sweet, beautiful woman to marry you?” Her tone sounds more like an interrogation than a question, and she stares
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ANA“I hope you don’t mind me stopping by. I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d pop in to see my favorite sister-in-law.”I look up from my desk, and my face instantly brightens at the sound of Yelena’s voice. She’s like a breath of fresh air, completely opposite to her stone-cold brother, Dmitri.My husband.“No, no,” I wave her in, shaking my head. “You’re always welcome. What brings you to the city?”Yelena strolls in, dropping onto the chair opposite me with a dramatic sigh, a bag clutched in her hand. I can see the neck of a bottle peeking out, and judging by the size of the bag, there’s more than just champagne in there. This is Yelena, after all.It’s been a week since she moved in with us, and the house has never been livelier. Every time she goes out, she returns with some kind of gift. Dresses, shoes, even random trinkets she thought I’d like. It’s sweet, in a way. A little overwhelming, sure, but sweet.She flashes a mischievous grin. “Okay, so I lied about being in th
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We step in to the elevator in silence, and Yelena lets go of my hand, wrapping her arms around herself as if to ward off the weight of whatever thoughts are pulling her down. I’m no expert in reading people’s emotions, but even I can see that something’s bothering her—something she’s not ready to share.“So, what do you say?” she asks, her voice picking up that false cheerfulness again. “Shall we get a nice drink and some food? You know, in case Dmitri’s written us off for the evening.”I chuckle, taking her up on the offer. “I’m sure if he could avoid eating with us for the rest of his life, he’d be thrilled.”Yelena giggles. “I know, right? But,” she lowers her voice dramatically, “it’s all a facade.”“A facade?” I raise an eyebrow.She leans in closer, her voice conspiratorial. “Between you and me, Dmitri likes to act all tough, but deep down? He’s a cinnamon roll.”I nearly snort in disbelief. Dmitri, a cinnamon roll? The man who threatened my father, who forced me into this sham
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Rosalyn“The name of the song is ‘Carry You Home’ by Alex Warren.” I put the phone down and looked up at him. “And Hannah was right; it isn’t a country song. The singer dedicated it to his wife. How romantic.”The corner of his lips made the smallest curve in a smirk, but he didn’t glance away from his phone. He kept tap, tap, tapping away. “You get a new phone, andthatis the first thing you decide to check.”I shrugged, folding my arms. “I guess.”Dismissively, he scoffed, returning his full attention to whatever business he had to attend to, and pulled out his iPad from the messenger bag on the passenger seat beside him.Shyly, I ogled him, sweeping my eyes from the snug fit of his bold Matcha green cashmere sweater to the black skinny jeans framing his lean, muscled thighs and then the suede glow of his black Timberlands. He looked delectable, and it almost hurt to look at how beautifully perfect this man was, so I looked out the window instead. Regardless, his image was permanentl
