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LevI almost feel guilty for what I did to Eliza yesterday. She’s never going to be able to be with another man without craving that kind of treatment, and the number of men whoknow how to do what I did to her are few and far between.I own her pussy now, and nobody else is going to touch her unless they want every bone in their body shattered. Eliza doesn’t know that I would kill for her, and I pray she doesn’t find out the hard way. If this ex she’s been talking about attempts to find and reclaim her…Then I’m going to prison for murder.My demented thoughts are only proving Valentin more correct, but I’ve lost control. The beast is loose, and all it took was a kiss.But even amidst my newfound sexual obsession, I haven’t forgotten the promises I made Eliza. She’s more than an object for my amusement, and I don’t want her believing that I only want her for sex. I recognize her talent, and I’m willing to give her the leg up she needs to make it in the art world.It’s a cutthroat in
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ElizaI answer the door with drool on the side of my face and crust in my eyes, praying that it’s the mailman and not Lev. He fucked me so good last night that I slept for a solidtwelve hours. Even the sun in my eyes and the sound of the city couldn’t wake me.I want to shoot myself when I open the door to find Lev standing there looking like a goddamn Rock ‘n’ Roll magazine model, a dozen red roses in his hands and a smile on his handsome face.Of all the days I picked to sleep in, it had to be the one where the man of my dreams showed up on my doorstep with flowers. I didn’t even think to expect something like this because I’ve never had a man bring my flowers.Not once!Lev smiles, the corners of his eyes crinkling like he doesn’t even realize how much of a mess I am. He holds the roses out to me. “I have some good news. But first, flowers for you.”“Thank you,” I manage to say, taking the flowers and backing away so that he can come in.As he slides through the door, I hurry th
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ElizaAsher’s hand is warm, but something about his eyes makes me reluctant to trust him. I know he works with Lev, who, despite his intimidating appearances, hasbeen good to me, but Asher isn’t the same.His image is softer, a lot of browns and tans hanging over a skinny frame. He should be less threatening, but there’s an opportunistic edge to his gaze, like he’d be willing to take advantage of you if you were especially weak.He reminds me of a coyote – lean, weak, but growing desperate. I can almost see his fangs when he smiles. “It’s lovely to make your acquaintance,” he says, his voice soft and slow.I smile, but it’s only my mouth moving. My eyes are watching him closely as he lets go of my hand. “Nice to meet you.”Lev, perhaps sensing my discomfort, interjects. “How many openings do you have for her work? I’d like to get things in as soon as possible.”Asher leans back, rubbing his short auburn beard and frowning. “I’d like to see the work beforehand, but I could give you pr
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Lev I thought I’d be satisfied from last night, but seeing Eliza spin around in flattering designer clothing for an hour has lit a fire in me that can only be put out by her pouty redlips and the swirl of her tongue.She seems to know it, too, taking every opportunity to flash her panties when she’s bending over to look at something, or let a nipple slip when she’s showing me a dress she likes.She’s trying to act coy, but I know it’s in her blood to show off. She’s an artist, a performer, and she loves attention more than she probably realizes.But she doesn’t have to seek it out from me. I can’t keep my hands off her, and I make that obvious when we slip back into my car and head to dinner.“Very soft,” I say, slipping my hand under her sparkly black dress and squeezing her thigh.She sucks in a breath, trying to look like she’s shocked by my behavior. “Right before dinner, Lev?”“You’re
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Eliza I can still taste Lev on the back of my tongue as I take a sip of my water. The ice jingles in the glass, but it’s not loud enough to drown out the hammering of my heart. It hasn’tslowed down since I felt him release in my mouth and I realized I liked it.I’ve done stuff like that before with Noah, but he wasn’t clean like Lev is. He didn’t taste good. It was bitter and unappealing, but Lev was totally different. It turned me on when I tasted him, and the groans that rumbled out of his chest gave me goosebumps.If he asked me to do it again, I’d crawl right up to his seat and blow him in front of everyone here. It’s so unlike me, but things are changing so fast that I don’t know who I am anymore. This is my opportunity to remake myself, and I’m quickly moving in a dangerous direction.Do I want to be a classy artist living big in New York?Or do I want to be some Russian millionaire’s arm candy? I hat
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Lev The rain is coming down so hard today that I can barely see an inch in front of me. Even the short walk from the car to the entrance to my building is hazardous becauseof it, but I manage to make it to the door without tripping over any curbs or running into any pedestrians.I shake the rain off my coat. It’s been soaked so many times this month that it’s starting to smell. I’ll have to take it to the dry cleaners. Wool isn’t supposed to get wet so often like this.I can’t say the same for Eliza. She’s been soaked every time I see her, and the sex only gets better as we understand each other’s bodies more. We’ve been taking things slower in the bedroom while going so fast it’s making both of our heads spin.I don’t even want to know what Valentin would have to say if he discovered I was spending every single evening with Eliza. She has absolutely nothing to do with the Bratva and I love
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Eliza I knew there was a catch. Lev couldn’t just be a normal guy. He’s too perfect, too rich, and the sharpness in his eyes tells me he has experience with danger. But what kind ofdanger, he seems reluctant to tell me.I’m going to find out, though. Breaking down my door and rushing me to his home in the middle of a rainstorm has spurred my suspicion of him to a critical point. Either I find out what he’s up to, or it’s over between us.And I don’t want to end things like this, not when everything has been going so well. The money, the sex, the passion… I’m not ready to give all that up and move back to my hometown as a failure.I can already picture Noah’s smirk, like he knew all along that I wouldn’t amount to anything, like I had to end up with him again.Fuck, no. I’m not doing that, but I still need to figure out what the hell is going on with Lev.I sit with my arms crossed, partially becaus
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Lev Eliza isn’t going to let me off the hook so easily. She might come from a small town, but she has a big mind and an even bigger suspicion of me. I’m going to have tobreak things down for her in a way that doesn’t terrify her, and that means avoiding the topic of the Bratva and money laundering entirely.That should be simple enough. I just have to give Valentin and everyone else a heads-up that Eliza isn’t tuned in to the real nature of our business, but they’re used to keeping secrets.I let out a long sigh as she works her elbows into my shoulders again. With her entire weight on me, I can feel her working out the knots I should’ve taken care of months ago. I’ve just been too busy between the Family and art galleries to allow myself any time to relax.But with Eliza, things are different. She reminds me that there’s more to this life than money, power, and sex. There’s something else going on, somethi
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Epilogue 1 As we step off the private jet, my heart flutters with excitement. Las Vegas—the city of lights, the city of dreams— it is the perfect destination for our wedding, a place where magic and passion intertwine.Nikolai had arranged a limousine to take us to our hotel. As we drive down the Las Vegas strip, I am amazed at all the lights and scenery. Nikolai takes my hand and tells me, “You’re going to be my wife.”I blush; it still feels like a dream. “I never thought this would happen, especially after everything we’ve been through.”Nikolai smiles and squeezes my hand. “You’ve changed my perspective on relationships. I never imagined feeling this way about someone. You’ve become the most important person in my life.”Tears fill my eyes as I tell him, “I never thought I would find someone who accepts me for who I am, flaws and all. With you, I feel safe and cherished.”Nikolai leans in and whispe
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Nikolai Once we arrive at the compound, I guide Adalina upstairs to our bedroom. My gaze lingers on her, and I feel a shift in my heart. It feels lighter, no longer burdened. Leaning in, I press my lips against hers, my arms encircling her waist. She responds eagerly and wraps her arms around my neck.In that moment, everything else fades away as I surrender to the overwhelming passion, I feel for Adalina. This intense connection is unlike anything I have ever experienced before, and I can no longer deny or ignore these feelings.As we part from the kiss, I express with conviction, “You’re mine. You belong to me. And I belong to you.”The next morning, I find out which hospital Gwen Vincenzio was taken to. As I enter the ICU waiting area, I spot Paul sitting with a few unfamiliar faces. Bobby is absent, most likely at his wife’s side.“Paul, how is Gwen?” I inquire.Paul rises from his seat an
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AdalinaI haven’t spoken to anyone, not even my father, in two days. The only people I have seen are my father’s bodyguards bringing me meals on a tray. My face, arms and legs are covered in dark bruises. The wedding gown will hide most of them. Except for the ones on my face. I refuse to cover them up, I will wear them proudly and show the world what my father does to me behind closed doors.I get ready for my wedding day alone. No makeup artist, no hairstylists, nothing. No reception, no family—just a quick church ceremony. No photographer, no flowers, no bridesmaids. I slip into the wedding gown and style my hair. I do not wear the wedding veil; I want my face to be seen. I am ready to embrace what lies ahead in my future.The two days in solitary confinement have given me time to think. Time to plan. I will marry Mario and sleep with him on our wedding night. I have to in order to keep Delphina safe. When Mario is not around, I will access the email, information, new identities, a
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AdalinaI awaken abruptly in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat. It was a nightmare, a terrifying vision of Maxim and the horrible things he had done to me. Then, in the twisted realm of my dream, Maxim transforms into Mario, intensifying my fear of what he could do to me. I get out of bed and splash cool water on my face, attempting to calm myself.Gazing into the mirror, I see how tired I look. My face is pale, and I have dark circles under my eyes. The urge to escape from this place, from Mario and everything he represents, overtakes me. Yet, the thought of Delphina taking my place stops me. After the wedding, I must find a way to flee from Mario’s clutches, taking Delphina with me. Despite Nikolai’s lack of love and the heartbreak he caused, he provided me with the means to escape Mario, my father, and the mafia. Nikolai shattered my heart, but I will forever be grateful to him. Even though I will never see him again.Returning to bed, I fall back asleep…I dream I am walk
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NikolaiThe first thing I do when I get back to the compound is find Tatyana. I can feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I had waited to confront her until Adalina was gone.Tatyana is sitting in the kitchen at the island bar sipping a cup of coffee. She is dressed down today in jeans and a shirt. She looks disheveled like she hasn’t gotten any sleep. Now that Adalina is no longer here, I can let my dark side out. I grab Tatyana’s throat with one hand and apply pressure. She needs to know that I am no longer playing games with her.“I just have one fucking question.” I get right in her face as I squeeze her throat.“Nikolai, what are you doing? Let go of me!”“Have you been working with Maxim? Did you help him kidnap Tatyana?” I am furious.“No. Nikolai, of course not!”“I am going to torture Maxim for answers, if he so much as hints that you two are working together, you are fucking dead!”“Nikolai, I swear on my loyalty to you and the Bratva that I would never betray you.”
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Adalina My heart is pounding in my chest as I hide underneath my covers. I can’t stop thinking about everything Nikolai said to me. I knew what was coming, but I didn’t want to hear it. I couldn’t bear to see the look of finality in his eyes.His voice echoes in my ears, repeating, “Adalina… We can no longer be together. I don’t have feelings for you. I have to let you go.”With those words, my heart shatters into a millionpieces.“Why?” I whisper to myself, seeking answers that maynever come.Tears stream down my cheeks as I plead, “Please, Nikolai, don’t do this. I can’t live without you.”I sob uncontrollably, overwhelmed by the realization that Nikolai is leaving my life forever.Nikolai Adalina spends the night and the following day in her room. She doesn’t speak to anyone. Osip brings her meals. But she barely eats anything. I leave her alone.
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Adalina It’s almost 5:00 p.m. when I wake up in Nikolai’s arms. We made love three times, and he was surprisingly gentle and loving. As he continues to sleep, I quietly make my way into the bathroom for a quick shower. I borrow his bathrobe, which hangs loosely on me. I quickly comb my hair, though it’s still a bit messy and almost dry. My eyes are still red from crying, and I dread the nightmares that may haunt me about Maxim.Exiting the bathroom, I find Nikolai pulling on a pair of grey sweatpants. His body is flawless, with well-defined muscles and sexy tattoos. I love the trail of black hair that runs from his stomach to his groin. I take him all in as he pulls on his sweatpants.Nikolai notices my admiring gaze and smirks. I walk over to him, and he puts his arms around me.“Feeling better, Zayka,” he says, planting a tender kiss on the top of my head.“Yes, thanks for not putting that ankle brac
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Adalina I watch in horror as bullets whiz past my head, instinctively covering my ears to shield myself from the deafening sound of gunfire.I watch in awe as Nikolai takes down each man with incredible precision, his movements fluid and graceful. Of course. He is an assassin. I don’t know how long the gunfight lasts, but it feels like hours. Eventually, the shooting stops, and I peek out from behind Nikolai to see what’s happened. Maxim is still lying on the ground, unconscious, and Nikolai’s men are all standing around, looking relieved.Nikolai The gunfire stops, and I turn to Adalina, she is shaking and crying, but she is unharmed. I feel a wave of relief wash over me. She is safe.“Is it over?” Adalina asks, her voice barely above a whisper.“It’s okay, I’ve got you,” I whisper as I stroke her hair. “You’re safe now.”Adalina clings to me, burying her face in my chest. “Thank you for saving me.
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Adalina As I wake up, my head throbs, and my eyes feel heavy. I lie on a bed in a dingy motel room, and the air is thick with the smell of stale smoke and cheap cologne. Maxim sits next to me, his gaze fixated on my face with a sinister look in his eyes. I immediately shut my eyes, pretending to be unconscious, afraid of what he might do next.“I know you’re awake Adalina. Open those prettyeyes.”I open my eyes but don’t look at Maxim. The room isdimly lit by a single lamp, casting shadows on the walls and on the old and mismatched furniture. The lumpy bed I am laying on has faded floral sheets that have not been changed in a long time. The walls are yellowed and peeling, and the carpet is threadbare and stained.Maxim strokes my head with his hand. “Don’t touch me!” I exclaim as I pull away.“Now, now, Adalina. Don’t be like that. I know you’re no longer a virgin. I know you and Ni
