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ANA“Do you know what time it is?” Yelena’s voice pops into my office like a bright, yellow ray of sunshine.I glance up from my paperwork to see her head peeking around the door, a grin already plastered on my face. “What time is it?”The door swings open wider, and there she is, in all her mini-skirt glory, her arms thrown wide like she’s about to announce a surprise party. “Shopping time!” she declares, as if it’s a national holiday.I laugh, shaking my head and pointing at the mountain of paperwork threatening to swallow my desk. “I’d love to, but I’ve got work, Yelena. Crime doesn’t take a day off.”She plops down into the chair opposite me, dramatically sighing like I’ve just told her there’s no wi-fi. “These papers will still be here tomorrow, but the perfect handbag? The statement shoes? They’ll be gone. Come on, let’s take the afternoon off.”I pull my hand away from her outstretched one with a regretful smile. “As tempting as that sounds, I can’t. I think my bosses might fro
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Her eyes widen. “You do? Why haven’t I met him?”“He doesn’t live in the country,” I say, pausing to admire the bag’s craftsmanship. “We don’t have the same mom. My father had… well, I guess you’d call it a ‘past life’ with Viktor’s mother. She never wanted anything to do with the Bratva, refused to raise her son anywhere near it. So she stayed in Europe, kept Viktor with her in London, away from all this.”Yelena strokes her chin thoughtfully. “And your father let her? That doesn’t seem… typical.”I let out a soft laugh, glancing at her. “No, it’s definitely not. But he let them go when he met my mother. He was so wrapped up in her, he didn’t fight it. He just… left them both alone.”“Wow. That’s…” She trails off, clearly trying to process it.“We talk regularly,” I add, offering a small smile. “But Viktor’s world is different from mine. He’s always been the one who got away, the one who wasn’t marked by all this. Sometimes I think he got lucky.”She gives me a curious look, as if tr
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DMITRII slide the file across the desk, watching as Igor Pavlov scrambles to open it like it holds the secret to saving his skin. It does—just not in the way he thinks. He flips through the pages hurriedly, glancing up at me with those darting, nervous eyes. Desperate men never read the fine print. That’s why I like doing business with them.“As I promised,” I say, tapping the folder with my finger, “the paperwork for the casino project. All you need to do is sign.”I push the pen toward him, watching him swallow hard. The clock’s ticking, and I know he’s feeling the heat. He needs this deal to go through. The former owners gave him a deadline, and he’s on the edge of losing everything.He won’t bother reading the part where I take full control after a year. Not until it’s too late.Igor hesitates when he gets to the signature page, looking up at me with a pathetic attempt at confidence. “How’re we working out the investment? What’s the interest? How long do I have to pay you back?”
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I run my fingers through my hair, tension building in my chest. I need to talk to Ana before this blows up in my face.Standing abruptly, I grab my jacket. “I’ve got to head home. Tell Igor I had a good time.”Bianchi gives me a nod. “I’ll make sure he gets home safe. Have a good night, Dmitri.”I leave the club, ignoring the women who call out to me, their hands grazing my shoulders as I walk past. They mean nothing. My mind is elsewhere, back at home, with Anastasia.The drive is a blur. All I can think about is what Lucia might have said to Ana. The sex we had might have been a mistake, but Ana deserves to hear the truth from me. I have to tell her that Lucia and I have been over for a long time, and there’s no place for her in my life now.When I step into the house, it’s Yelena I find in the living room, casually eating bread with jam while watching TV. She turns to me with a teasing grin.“About time you came home. I was starting to think you had another family.”“Why are you st
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ANA“Flowers for you,” Steve announces as he strides into my office, holding a massive bouquet of white and red roses like it’s the most normal thing in the world for me to receive. “Met the delivery guy on my way in. Figured I’d do him a solid and bring them up.”I stare at the bouquet suspiciously. “What about my signature?” I ask, wondering who would send me something like this. The only person who might send me roses is Yelena, and she’s more of a chocolates and cocktails kind of girl.Steve shrugs. “I signed for you.”Of course, he did. Because that’s totally normal. I should probably ask how, since delivery guys don’t just hand things over without verification, but I can already imagine him pulling some fast-talking nonsense. Not worth the effort.I get up and take the roses from him, their scent hitting me as I inhale deeply. It’s nice—unexpected, but nice. A small smile creeps onto my face, though I can’t shake the curiosity gnawing at me. Who’s responsible for this?“This cam
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And before I can stop myself, I blurt out the question that’s been nagging at me. “Is it the sex? Are you trying to apologize for that night? Because if so, you don’t have to. It was mutual, and this,” I gesture to the table, the whole evening, “really isn’t necessary.”For a split second, I think I see a flicker of amusement on his face, but it’s gone just as quickly. He leans back slightly, his lips curling into a small smile. “I’m not doing this because of what happened that night, Ana. You’re my wife. It’s expected that I treat you right, regardless of our...situationship.”Situationship. Right. I’d almost forgotten that’s all this is—a weird situation. Not a real marriage, not a real relationship. Just a deal.I sigh softly, letting the disappointment creep in again. “I see.”Dmitri tilts his head slightly, watching me, and I wonder if he can sense the shift in my mood. “What’s wrong?” he asks.“Nothing,” I lie, forcing a smile. “Everything’s fine.”He hands me the menu. “What wo
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DMITRI“Have I ever told you that I like this new you?” Yelena’s voice drips with amusement as she lounges on the sofa in the corner of my office. Her legs are crossed, a playful pout on her lips. “Everyone says it’s impossible to change a man set in his ways, but Ana’s a magician.”I stare at the bouquet sitting on my desk, my eyes narrowing. “How?”Yelena uncrosses her legs, strolling over to my desk with her usual air of confidence. She pulls out the chair across from me and sits down, her gaze fixed on the flowers. “Did you pick these out yourself?” she asks, her tone teasing.“I didn’t,” I reply bluntly. “I had Jakob take care of it.”Her eyes flicker with amusement, and I can sense she’s about to crack a joke. I scowl, my patience already running thin. “What’s your point, Yelena?”She gives me a shrug, but there’s a glint of mischief in her expression that makes my jaw tighten. Finally, she relents with a smirk. “It’s nothing, really. Just… I’ve never seen you buy flowers for an
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I turn, my voice calm once more as I head back to my seat. “Now that we’ve settled that, let’s get on with the meeting.”At eight o’clock sharp,I toss my bag into the backseat of the car, the weight of the day pressing against my shoulders. It’s a typical New York evening—traffic clogging every inch of the FDR, slowing me down as I navigate through the endless sea of brake lights. I grip the steering wheel harder than usual, my mind circling back to Ana.I asked Yelena to give her the flowers. Red and white carnations.Love and admiration.My chest tightens as I pull into the driveway. I could have chosen roses, something simple, but no—I had to be difficult. I’d chosen carnations, flowers thatmeantsomething, and I don’t even know if Ana is the type to care about that kind of thing.What’s worse, I’d allowed Yelena to lie and say the flowers were from her.The door swings open, and I step into the quiet foyer, the scent of freshly popped popcorn drifting from the living room. My feet
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NikolaiFive Days LaterRonan didn’t care much for his sister; that was understood. But he’d been publicly humiliated in his own territory. Knowing him as well as I did, that should have been enough to spark an irritation that would propel him to come after me. He never really allowed sleeping dogs to lie, so it was surprising that the past weeks had been met with nothing more than cold silence from his end.Aiden said he’d refused to discuss the incident at the church and kept mute since. But I knew the Irish mutt probably better than anyone did. Years ago, I’d spent months studying the asshole. He was not going to let it go. And if Aiden was unaware of his plans, it meant he secretly plotted to take me out.I tapped my steering wheel and adjusted the rearview mirror. The flash of a Mercedes bumper reflected through the mirror, and a smile tugged at the corner of my lips.Surprise, surprise.It was almost as if I had manifested the situation and was now living it. I’d been driving for
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In a heartbeat, he dove in, launching an attack, kissing me harder and rougher than before. I released multiple groans into his mouth, working his buttons faster, my head swaying from the impact. He put one arm around my back to steady me and skillfully unhooked my bra with the other. Aggressively, I peeled off his shirt, and at the same time, he tugged my bra off.My breasts bounced in freedom, and he took a nipple in his hot mouth.“Yes.”I sighed, throwing my head back. My fingers found purchase in his hair, and I ran my hand down the length of his back, feeling a subtle ache grow in my chest. I knew I would rarely ever get such opportunities to feel him.Stars blinded my vision when he sucked hard, kneading the soft mound in one hand and flicking his wet tongue over the pebbled peak in his mouth. This insane rush of pleasure should have felt wrong, but it was quite the opposite. When he raised his head, he lay me back on the bed and parted my knees with one strong move of his hand.
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One look in his eyes told me it was intentional. He was trying to get me in the mood to strip for him.“And all I wanted to do was shock you.”He laughed at my lame comeback, and I wanted to bite my tongue because I found even his laughter sexy.What is wrong with me?“Let’s do something.” He stroked the small of my back and tipped my chin higher up so I felt the warmth of his breath when he spoke. “It’ll be like a game. I will kiss you, and to prove that you don’t want me, you have to ask me to leave. And if you don’t ask me to leave, I’m going to fuck you hardwithouta condom.”I swallowed, and heat prickled at the back of my neck. Anyone with a brain knew he was setting a trap. I had a brain. Iknewthis game was fixed for his wins, but that tiny, relentless voice, nudging me to prove him wrong, made me nod. “Whatever.”“So, a deal then?”“Deal.”Smirking, he cradled the back of my head and pressed his lips to mine softly. The kiss was so gentle at first that my lashes fluttered shut,
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Wasn’t he supposed to be at work or something?His amused gaze met mine after he locked the door behind him, padding over to the television to turn it off.“Clever you.” His thumb lingered on the remote button before he dropped it and turned around. My body tingled in awareness when his eyes ravenously swept from my head, past my bare stomach, and stopped at the aching spot between my legs.I blocked his view with my arms, trying to shield my partial nudity. “Um….” I averted my eyes. “I deserve some privacy.”He cocked his head to the side, a smirk forming after he licked his lips.“Why so eager now to put them back on when the intent was to have them off in the first place?”“Excuse me?” I had to act offended that he blatantly accused me of trying to seduce him when it was, in fact, true. “Why would I do something like that? This is my room, is it not?Although temporary, I believe I have the right to do whatever I want here, and that includes stripping whenever I deem fit.”“Hm.” He p
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RosalynOff goes the scrunchie.Dua Lipa moved on the flat screen while “Levitating”reverberated on all four corners of the room, and I followed, shaking my waist and flipping my hair like a prisoner who could see the sun again after a hundred years of captivity.Off goes the shirt.Her pitch soared, and I threw my hands in the air, bringing them down in a spiral motion, dragging them down my strappy, low-cut bra, allowing them to linger on the waistline of my flared jean pants. I paused, my lungs heaving like I had run a marathon, my heartbeat thumping against my ribcage as Lipa dropped the climax of the song.Rewind.This striptease plot initially started with a revenge plan borne from a bubbling pit of frustration. To get back at Nikolai, of course. His betrayal still stung like the bite of ten jellyfish—not like I’d ever been stung by one before.But it stung, nonetheless. I wanted to get back at him, to make him know what it felt like to be left hanging at the edge of a cliff with
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NikolaiTwo Weeks LaterTimur rubbed his hands with an arrogant smirk and pulled his chair closer to the table. His eyes lit with the unmistakable glow of a victor in an aggressive match. I scoffed, rolled up my sleeves, and adjusted the tilted angle of the chess board. We hadn’t even started yet, and he already looked like he held the trophy.“Why do you always set yourself up for defeat?”The sound of his laughter was just as I was used to—rich, haughty, and young. He ran a hand over his buzzcut, tilting closer to inspect the game that was yet to begin. “Are we doing this or what?”“Definitelyor what.” I pushed his head back with two fingers and positioned my elbows on my knees. “You just never get tired of losing. I used to love it—your silent way of respecting that I’m the boss—but it’s grown to be tiring.”“I bet five that Timur’s going to win today,” Anatoly piped up on the black velvet sofa at the corner of the office. He touched the tip of his thumb to his tongue and flipped a
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“I helped them bring you here.”A turbulent of strong emotion crashed against the walls of my heart and threatened to drag me under. Was it disappointment, anger, betrayal, orrelief? I couldn’t tell, although the tidal waves seemed like all of them.“You helped them bring…?”“Don’t be slow, princess. Aiden works for me, and by doing that, he has to continue working for your brother.” When I glared at Nikolai, he cocked his head to the side and bounced the heel of his shiny leather shoes on the carpet. “What?”I ignored the handsome backstabber and faced Aiden. Looking at him made me want to cry. He’d always appeared so innocent yet fierce. I couldn’t say it was unusual to peg this type of atrocity to a man like him. On the contrary, men like him, Nikolai, Ronan…they lived for these kinds of tousle. But, deep down, in the recesses of my heart were….I may or may not have had the smallest crush on him while growing up.I thought he was one of thegoodones.“So, you’re…a spy?”“About a week
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RosalynI woke up with a start, my eyes fluttering open to the darkened room. I barely slept for hours. My mind raced with thoughts that deprived me of rest. The weight of my actions bore down on me like a physical force, crushing my breath and making it hard to breathe. Every inhale felt like a struggle, like I was trying to suck air through a narrow straw, my lungs burning from the effort.It wasn’t the look on Ronan’s face that haunted me.Damn Ronan.I hated him from my core. No, it was Father’seyes, his words, his legacy. All haunted me now. I had done the unthinkable, the unforgivable. I had betrayed everything he built, everything he stood for. If he saw me now….I threw off the soft beige covers and got out of bed, pacing back and forth in the spacious room. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease, of danger lurking around the corner. Nikolai’s words when he showed up at the church unannounced, his actions that veered off the original plan, they al
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Nikolai“We both know that these things are easier to put on paper. Executing the task? Now, that’s where the real work starts. It took lots of effort. Thanks, man.”“I know. I still don’t want it.”Anatoly grinned at the blond and threw a side glance at me over his shoulder. “Saints like this are pretty hard to find now, Niko. We should keep him.” The folded brown envelope bounced on and off his chest as he turned to pick a filled tumbler off the table. “At least accept the drink.”“I’m not thirsty either.”“Definitely a saint.” Anatoly chuckled and threw the envelope on the table, collapsing on the sofa to help himself with the Vodka in the glass.I rubbed my knee, crossing one leg over the other, and raised a brow at him. He didn’t budge, maintained a poker face, with his arms clasped behind his back and his legs spread only slightly apart. He looked like a soldier in the army, dressed in a suit and reporting for duty, not a thing out of place.“Just take it, Aiden. You deserve it
