Judas Romanovski, the man people warned me about, the man people feared, the man who destroyed the only thing I thought I had control of- my morals, my patience, my heart. I was deceived first, and then entangled in lies he weaved with his sinful fingers, luring me, manipulating me, and then caging me. A moth drawn to the flame, like tides drawn to the moon, like Eve tempted to sin..... a bird caught serpent's clutches. My helplessness intrigued him, my cries amused him. ****** Seraphina, a determined and selfless young woman who moved to Russia to pursue her studies and escape her family's financial struggles. Focused on securing a decent job to pay off her family's debts, she found herself in a precarious situation when her roommate suggested a highly lucrative job as caretaker for the blind businessman. What could go wrong? Desperate for money, Seraphina accepted the opportunity without realizing the profound impact it would have on her life. Little did she know, her decision would thrust her into the world of Judas Romanovski, the blind Russian mobster known for his merciless tactics and captivating turquoise eyes. Judas Romanovski's initial attraction to Seraphina sparked a dangerous game of desire and power. Unused of being denied anything, he became obsessed with this young caretaker whose innocent eyes only fueled his desire. Willing to go to extreme lengths, Judas stopped at nothing to make Seraphina his, even if it was just for one night. But was one night enough for him to possess all that he desired from her?
Lihat lebih banyakI was hyperventilating. Never in my twenty-two years of life had I imagined blushing just because a boy decided to sit next to me. I'm not trying to be dramatic, but when Ivan's friends called him over, he ditched them and plopped down in front of me, digging into his lunch like it was the last meal on Earth. I didn't know if I should stare at him, eat, or remember how to breathe. Spoiler alert: I chose hyperventilating."Are you okay, Fina? Your face is all red," I swallowed realising my panic was showing on my face. I shook my head, hiding my burning cheeks with my hair I thankfully decided to keep losing today. My hands were clumpy and all sweaty in this cold weather. I hope he didn't find me awkward or weird. Moreover, I could feel piercing gazes slicing through me. The girls sitting behind me had been glaring at me ever since Ivan and I stepped into the cafeteria. Ivan mentioned they were from our class. How come I never saw them?Or maybe you were too busy being an introverted n
Judas Romanovski, the elusive billionaire, made his first public appearance in over a year after a mysterious accident left him blind. Now poised to take over Romanovski Enterprises from his father, Alexei Volkov, speculation swirls that his injury wasn’t just a mishap but the result of corporate sabotage. His return only deepens the intrigue.I swallowed the piece of sandwich with difficulty. My eyes were glued to the book in front of me, but my ears perked with curiosity. So, he was factually blind.I still couldn't wrap my mind around the fact, but who was I to judge?"I just can't believe he has gotten so much handsome and such a daddy..." Alina sighed dreamily staring at the screen where Judas's picture was showing with him wearing an expensive pair of shades and his hunter eyes hidden, his lips set in a thin line, jaw-line chiselled from stone, his furrowed brows as he seemed to glare at the camera cast a shadow as if a storm was set to break.His hair was styled back, unlike t
There was a little bird here. With fluttering wings and quivering eyes. Hypocritical and desperate. Weak and transparent.I had never been the one to be fleeted by small creatures. Not only useless, but they're often hard to tame."You scared her." While smirking, Kyle poured two glasses of Beluga and directed his gaze towards the useless contract. "You're cruel."So I had been told. The qualities I got from my dear father. No complains. I love the power control gave me. The feeling of being the one controlling rather than a powerless freak was intoxicating. In control, I felt alive. I set the pace. It was not a mere rush, but a necessity.Power was a necessity. Without it, I was just like that little bird—vulnerable, at the mercy of the winds. It was my armour, my shield against the chaos. It granted me control, and the ability to shape my world rather than be shaped by it. I couldn't afford to be weak, to let the small and fleeting dictate my fate. No. I needed to command, to domina
I exited the taxi, my heart pounding with excitement and nerves."Thankyou," But instead of a friendly response, he waved his hand dismissively before snatching the bills from my fingers like a seagull swooping down on a French fry. Rude much.Shrugging off the coldness, both literal and figurative, I focused on the task at hand—$ 10,000. The deal was a potential game-changer.I looked at the location Kyle sent me and frowned. This area seemed somewhat... isolated from the city, and chillingly shady in more ways than one. The address led me to a remote spot, with nothing but a single mansion standing in the middle of the land covered with snow.A shiver ran down my spine as I neared, not just from the cold. There was an eerie stillness in the air, broken only by the distant howl of the wind. Goosebumps prickled my skin as an unexplainable sense of dread settled over me making me clutch the jacket tighter.My eyes widened in disbelief at the sight before me. A large, white and gold gli
I swallowed hard, suddenly not wanting to go in. He said child, but I feared that my assumptions would go to Pacific. Anyway, it was too late to back now. I was here for a job.The door opened quietly and a soft, dim light illuminated the room. I stepped in. Breaths caught in my throat. My heart pounding in my ears. The door closed behind me with a small thud, and I jumped startled.Swallowing down the nervousness, I took a look around. It was not a bedroom, but a large room bifurcated into an office and a mini-lounge. My nostrils twitched. Among the scent of leather and patchouli everywhere, there was a strong smell of tobacco mixed in it, but beyond that, there was a heavy odour of Oud. Somehow, it reminded me of the forest behind my house in Texas. So familiar yet distant. Something I was always scared to explore. Wild beasts and deadly creatures resided there.And this moment it felt like I was going into that forest. Something flickered in my periphery, my body instinctively mov
"I'm so sorry, dear, but we need someone who can… understand… take… orders?"Rejection number six.I forced a tight-lipped smile, nodding as if I hadn't already heard variations of this all day. No matter how much I tried to explain, the answer was always the same. They needed someone local, someone fluent, someone who wouldn’t make their job harder. And honestly? I couldn't even blame them."It’s fine," I swallowed my frustration.But it wasn’t fine."Have a good day."I hesitated. That’s it? Not even a second of consideration? I needed this job—desperately. My fingers curled tighter around my bag strap as I bit back the urge to plead. Instead, I turned on my heel and walked out, head held high despite the burning sting of rejection gnawing at my chest.Lucky number seven, right?The bitter cold greeted me as I stepped outside, icy tendrils creeping through my jeans like little reminders of just how unprepared I was for this country. I shoved my hands into my pockets, rubbing them to
I was tired, so tired I couldn't even lift a finger. My back was screaming at me for being a superwoman last night and my buttocks were sore. God damnit! Not even a week and I already wanted to go back.Lord knew why I decided to be a saviour when I knew I was a blind owl. Couldn't even see without my glasses, and now, not only was I left with a broken elbow and sprained foot, but broken glasses too. I got them fixed before moving to Russia, and now it'd take another sum of money to repair them. Great. Looks like my clumsy ass come with a price tag – and not the discounted kind. Brilliant."You up, Dorogaya?" She walked through the bathroom door wearing nothing but a towel. I quickly averted my eyes, feeling my cheeks warming. Despite the Russian cold, Alina preferred wearing less clothes than a sunbathing lizard. "Had breakfast?"I continued packing my bag in a hurry, realizing I had less than twenty minutes left for class. "I don't have enough time for breakfast," I grabbed the assi
The biting Russian cold welcomed her as she stepped off the plane, a fleeting mist forming in the frigid air as she breathed out in nervousness.It clung to her senses, contrasting the warmth of Texas where her family was. She thought leaving behind the suffocating struggles would ease her stress. Instead, it only fuelled her anxiety more. She still didn't know what she was doing there or how she ended up in Russia. Her only answer was the scholarship letter and three hundred dollars that she exchanged at the airport earlier.Though she was told that the scholarship included her tuition fee and dorm, she still had to pay for yearly semester fees and living expenses.A sigh left her lips with mist as she dragged the luggage to the exit. The paper in her hand was wrinkled as she read the address written on it: Star Square-lane 25-building 56. She wondered how far it was.Her heart raced as she clutched the strap of her worn backpack. It was her first time visiting a foreign land all alo
The biting Russian cold welcomed her as she stepped off the plane, a fleeting mist forming in the frigid air as she breathed out in nervousness.It clung to her senses, contrasting the warmth of Texas where her family was. She thought leaving behind the suffocating struggles would ease her stress. Instead, it only fuelled her anxiety more. She still didn't know what she was doing there or how she ended up in Russia. Her only answer was the scholarship letter and three hundred dollars that she exchanged at the airport earlier.Though she was told that the scholarship included her tuition fee and dorm, she still had to pay for yearly semester fees and living expenses.A sigh left her lips with mist as she dragged the luggage to the exit. The paper in her hand was wrinkled as she read the address written on it: Star Square-lane 25-building 56. She wondered how far it was.Her heart raced as she clutched the strap of her worn backpack. It was her first time visiting a foreign land all alo...
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