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The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 33.
ALEKSEI Sometimes, I didn't understand myself. On the one hand, I wanted to shake the fuck out of Ariana and choke her until she spilled the truth about the other man—or woman—in her life. But it was times like this that made me want to cradle her to my chest and hide her from the world. Anastasia was nowhere to be found, and she'd curled into herself on the sun lounger, her knees pressed against her chest and her arms wrapped around them, while she stared into the pool, her gaze entirely blank. The pool lights cast a soft glow on her tiny frame, creating an angelic hue around her. Something stirred in my chest. I didn't like seeing this version of her. She was almost doll-like—frozen and expressionless. Her face was usually overly expressive, and even though she couldn't speak, it was one of the things that drew me to her. I knew when she wanted to stab her fork in my eyes. I knew when she wanted to claw my eyes out with her long nails. But now, there was noth
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ARIANA Earlier... "Sorry about Anatoly," Anastasia said when we were finally by the pool. "He's an asshole." Tell me something I didn't know. Now that I was out of the suffocating party room, I felt like I could finally breathe again. "I'd avoid him if I were you. He's known to not be gentle with women. Especially ones he feels threatened by." She cleared her throat. "Let's not talk about Anatoly anymore. So, you're the one who took Aleksei away from me?" I whipped my head up, my forehead scrunched in confusion. Excuse me? She giggled, bringing her hand up to cover her mouth. "I'm just kidding. God, you looked like I told you to bathe in acid." I frowned. I did? "I'd be protective, too, if a man like Aleksei fell in love with me. I speak for everyone in that room when I say I never thought I'd see the day." They all needed to get their eyes checked, then, because there was nothing between Aleksei and me. I couldn't care less if he had other women flocking around hi
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ARIANA I STEPPED OUT OF THE bathroom with a towel wrapped around my body and my hair still dripping down my back from the one-hour shower I took to wash the stress and pent-up emotions of the night away. The calm that came with the shower quickly vanished when I noticed Aleksei in my room. As in, sitting on the foot of my bed uninvited like he owned the space. He might as well not be wearing a stitch of clothing on his upper half from the way the black t-shirt molded over his muscles like a second skin. I tried and failed to not admire his toned muscles and the curve of his neck, tapering off to broad, sculpted shoulders that put bodybuilders to shame. A black necklace hung around his neck, melting easily into the blackness of his shirt while the black and gold cross pendant at the tip swayed from side to side. It was laughable to see him wearing it. The necklace, I mean. His hands were soiled with blood, and I was sure he would burn if he stepped foot in a church. Yet,
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ARIANA I gently tugged my arm out of Aleksei's grasp, stalking into the closet to get some clothes on. I threw on the first pajama set I grabbed from my luggage. Whoever packed for me had done a good job of grabbing all my necessities except pajama shorts that covered my ass properly. I'd checked the bag before I got into the shower, and the two pajama sets in there were tiny shorts and a camisole. I hadn't minded because I hated wearing a lot of clothing to bed. That, and I thought I'd have the room all to myself, but that wasn't the case anymore. My dearest husband had thrown a wrench in my plans. I gritted my teeth as I shoved my arms through a bathrobe I'd tossed carelessly on the counter earlier. I secured the belt around my waist, stepping out into the room. Luckily, Aleksei wasn't in the room, and from the distant sound of flowing water, I figured he was in the bathroom. I grabbed the pillows from the bed, setting up a demarcation in the center of the bed. The inten
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ALEKSEI "WHAT ARE YOU DOING here? It better be worth me putting clothes on." I climbed down the last of the stairs, pinning my father with a glare. "I don't remember inviting you." Green eyes the same shade as mine filled with nonchalance as he helped himself to Mikhail's scotch he'd discarded on the coffee table before he went to bed. "Every day, I think your attitude will get better, but you always end up spawning into a worse monster." I flashed him a humorless smile as I came to take the seat right across from him, the coffee table separating us. "I live for disappointing you, don't I? You told me that yourself." I signaled for Anton, one of my senior guards who'd alerted me of my father's presence, to leave. A thoughtful look crossed Igor's eyes. "Hm. I did say something like that." He lifted his gaze to meet mine. "I apologize." I coiled back like I'd been struck by a cobra, my fingers frozen where they were curled around the neck of the bottle. "What the fuck is goi
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ARIANA "LAST NIGHT WAS A DISASTER for obvious reasons," Reina started, looking around the table at everyone who had gathered. Her eyes fell on the empty seat next to me, and she scowled. "And where's Aleksei? I didn't see him come in with you guys." "I'd be more worried about your husband if I were you." Mikhail pointed at the empty seat at the head of the table. "He's not here, is he? Why is that, aunt? Is he cheat—" "Do not." She slammed her fist down on the table, rattling the dishes around her. "I repeat, do not complete that sentence." Mikhail threw his arms in the air, a rueful smirk twisting his lips. "Still in denial, I see. You can never change." Reina's lips curved with malice. "Just like how your mother couldn't change her crack whore ways? Seems like I have more in common with my disgrace of a sister than I thought. How dreadful." Chortles sprung around the table from Reina's venomous group of friends. Each one looked more spiteful than the last, and it was cle
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ARIANA Aleksei's walk to the table was cocky and his expression unbothered despite the glowers he received from the men around the table. Knowing him, he wasn't oblivious to their reactions to him. He simply did not give fuck. Now, I was almost curious to hear what happened in their just concluded meeting that made them all mad at him. Aleksei lowered himself on the chair, and the hushed whispers immediately began. My eyes flitted around the table, trying to pinpoint what the cause of this silent uproar was, but Aleksei stole my attention before I could figure anything out. "I didn't believe it when Mikhail said you tagged along, but you might be more stubborn than I initially thought." My lips twisted into a smile. I pulled out my phone from the tiny purse on my lap, typing out to reply to him under the table before sending it to him. "I prefer tenacious." Mirth singed his irises. "I'm guessing you had a great day." I nodded. "I went shopping with Anastasia. She was a
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ALEKSEI I WASN'T A MAN easily surprised. It was a running argument between Mikhail and me whenever he planned extravagant surprises for me on my birthday and they didn't have the desired effect on me. Hell, when my cousin challenged me for the position as the Pakhan earlier today, I hadn't batted an eyelid like everyone expected me to. But, hearing Ariana speak for the first time left me stunned... speechless even. Get a life, old man. That's what she said. I had no idea if I was more surprised by the fact that she spoke or the sound of her voice. Although barely above a whisper, it was warm like the first rays of the morning sun after a cold, dreadful night, with underlying passion woven into every syllable. My lips parted. How could a voice so warm also hold a silky promise of brazen pleasure? Fuck, I knew she was going to be trouble from the moment I laid eyes on her, but I was just realizing how much. Her voice was like a shot of dopamine into my veins, sending a stream o
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ALEKSEII RECLAIMED HER LIPS as we stumbled into the private elevator, absentmindedly punching at the buttons to take us to the penthouse at the top of the building.Ariana's arms wound around my neck, pulling me down so she could kiss me harder. I obliged easily, cupping her ass to hold her against me as she devoured my lips with the same fervor."Open," I groaned against her mouth, teasing the seam of her lips with my tongue.Fuck, I needed to taste her again. After last night, her lips and tongue were permanently imprinted on mine.Her taste hadn't left my mouth, and with every hour that passed, I feared if I took too long, I'd forget what it felt like to have her tongue in my mouth, gliding softly against mine.I'd deemed kissing as unnecessary, and as such the action never appealed to me, but one kiss and I was hooked like a crack whore on cheap heroin.I'd never cut a work trip or a business meeting short before, but not only had I cut a meeting sho
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 62.
ARIANA "STOP!" I jumped out of my seat, taking the tray out of Giselle's hands as she approached me. Her smile faltered. "What? Did I do something wrong?" "Not at all!" I guided her to a chair, waiting until she took her seat before I placed the tray on the coffee table. "I'd rather you not stress yourself because of me. You're pregnant." She huffed out a laugh. "Oh, that. You're just as dramatic as Niko, if not worse. Scratch that. No one is as dramatic as him." She looked down at her stomach. "It's just a tiny bump. I don't get why everyone is freaking out." "Niko is right. You are carrying a human inside of you. You need to rest." "Technically, it's still a fetus. And according to the doctors, doing some cardio here and there doesn't hurt." "How many times did you go over that argument with Niko?" She groaned, throwing her head back against the couch. "Five and still counting. He won't liste
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ARIANAI tossed and turned in bed long after the skies had turned black, and everyone in the house had retired to their various quarters.Sleep evaded me, and my pride and stubbornness wouldn't let me seek out what I truly wanted - him.I didn't want it to seem like I was the one making the first move, like I was desperate for him. Who knows? He might have been teasing me when he hinted at something happening tonight, and I'd just make a fool of myself if I approached him.Frustrated and agitated with myself, I climbed off my bed, stepping out onto the balcony to ease my racing mind.Maybe some fresh air would do me good and help calm me down. It was either that or drowning myself under the hot stream of my shower for the third time tonight.I groaned, tugging at my hair. God, I wasn't good with things like this.I looked down at myself.I even wore one of my more provocative silk nightgowns. The dress might as well be nonexistent the way it melted over my body. I bought it impulsivel
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 60.
ALEKSEI Bravery and stupidity are the same things; the outcome determines your label. My father had drilled that saying into my head when I was eleven. It all started when I went up against a bigger kid at school for bullying Mikhail, and I got my ass handed to me. I was still just a skinny kid, and he had a group of friends just as beefed up as him. When I told my father, he'd just shaken his head at me and called me a fool. Eleven-year-old me had been furious, and I'd mouthed off to him. Of course, I got my ass handed to me again by Viktor, who my father trained alongside me at the time before Igor finally explained what he meant. "What you did wasn't wrong, Alyosha. It was brave of you to stand up for Misha against a boy like him, but it's foolish to go into wars you know you have no chance of winning. The boy was bigger and he had friends with him. You co
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 59.
ARIANA I was glued to my chair, unable to move a limb long after Reina excused herself to use the bathroom. My head pounded, and it threatened to burst from all the new information it had just gotten. "Get them to talk to their father," Reina had pleaded after she explained her side of the story. For once, I didn't see her as the heartless robot that pranced around with a chip on her shoulder. I'd seen the softer side of her, and it was all directed toward that asshole husband of hers. She cared about Igor and was a ride-or-die for him. With the way she spoke about him, I wouldn't be surprised if she actively put herself in harm's way to protect his life. That thought was further cemented when I asked her why she hated me when we'd only just met at the party. "I don't hate you." My mouth hung open. "And what do you call how you treated me at your house? That was unkind, and not how to treat people you cl
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 58.
ARIANA I COULDN'T GET PAST the appetizer round from how tightly wound my gut was. I wouldn't be able to keep anything down even if I tried. Reina sat across from me, savoring every bite of her lamb ribs while I stared at her. Never in a million years did I think she would seek me out after the hostile welcome I got from her when we visited, and my instincts told me to prepare for the worst. She couldn't have come for a good reason. I reached for my glass of water to busy myself with anything, so I didn't appear unnerved in front of her. I cleared my throat to get her attention. "So, are you going to say what you came here for, or are you going to make me watch you eat before we begin?" "The latter," she answered easily, going for another bite of food. I glared at her over the rim of my glass. "I have better things to do than to sit here and watch you eat. You know, a real job." "And you assume I'm not fa
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 57.
ARIANA I DID IT. I let him touch me and make me come, and I. . . liked it. I liked it. Not only did I like it, I begged for it, too, relinquishing all the control in that bedroom to him. Who are you? I stared at my reflection on my blank phone screen. The woman on the screen looked different. I felt different, too. The last decade wasn't the kindest part of my life, and I'd woven through it not trusting men. And it wasn't for a lack of trying. I did. I went on dates, sometimes I initiated the flirting, and very few times, I'd gone in for a peck. It never went past that, though, because I always withdrew first. My therapist said it was a trauma response --- pulling back before they had the chance to hurt me --- and I couldn't deny that she was right. A person very close to me had hurt me irreparably after putting all my trust in him. What was stopping those men from doing the same? It was probab
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 56.
ALEKSEI I LIED. I remembered every word I said. But, I wasn't lying when I said the Russian had slipped out unconsciously. It was a habit I'd tamed a long time ago - switching between the three languages I spoke whenever I was in a heated conversation with someone or slightly irritated. It wasn't a good look for me because it was tantamount to outwardly losing my cool, and growing up in an environment like mine, it was seen as a sign of weakness, an opening for the predators to prey on you and your emotions. Now, I barely batted an eye when I was heated or irritated, and that was because I'd spent the past decade curbing this bad habit - I succeeded, too - and in just one night, she'd undone all that work. I should've taken it as my sign to disengage and get myself out of the situation before I spiraled, but hours after she'd fallen asleep, I still laid awake next to Ariana, staring down at the soft contours of he
The Mafia Boss’s Mute Bride 55.
ARIANA His cock sprang free from its confinement, slapping against his stomach, hot and erect. My lips parted at the sight, and I swallowed. Tiny, purple veins ran up his long, thick length to the pink, bulbous tip that dripped with pearly white liquid. I'd never gone down on a man, but I now understood the appeal some got from it. My skin itched with the same need, a mix of curiosity and desire. And he wasn't lying when he implied his cock was more than a fistful. At least, now I knew where the cockiness came from. It wasn't just small talk - pun intended. "It doesn't bite." He didn't bother to hide how amused he was. "Who knew my cock could render you speechless?" He curled his fist around his girth, stroking up and down, coating his length with his precum until it glistened under his soft bedroom lights. With his other hand, he wrapped my leg around his waist, propping my ass up on his thighs. "I thought you sa
