"Are you insane?" Azira asks, pacing up and down the old abandoned dock warehouse that I picked to hide in.Her face is stained with tears and red, but she still looks as angelic as ever.I shrug. "Possibly."There's an acute pain in her eyes. "You murdered Sandro!" She's hysterical.I walk toward her, but she dodges away from me."No, stay away from me." Her eyes are wide with a mix of fear and anguish."Sandro, I assume, is your bodyguard, and I didn't kill him." I draw in a deep breath to keep calm. "I purposely gave him a flesh wound that will heal within weeks, but I had to make your kidnapping realistic.""How can you be so sure you didn't hit something major?"I stare at her, waiting for the penny to drop. Her anatomy professor knows exactly where to shoot a man to kill or to maim. "You do realize that's literally what I teach week in and week out?"Some of the tension eases. "Of course." She shakes her head. "But you can't kidnap me, for fuck's sake. My brother will kill you."
I hear the engines shut off and then counting in my head, twenty seconds later, the explosion rocks the entire building. A group of Sidorov men come barreling into the warehouse, all guns blazing. And the bomb I set up explodes, sending them all to the ground.Azira screams, pulling away from me as her eyes go wide, watching the carnage unfold. The bomb will injure people, but it's unlikely to kill. "Oh my God. Did you just kill men from our famiglia?" She stares at me in a way I never expected to see her look at me like, as if she thinks I'm as insane as everyone else.I have to give her the benefit of the doubt. She doesn't know my plan. I shake my head. "Just wait and see."I'm not sure whether it's my calm attitude, but she seems to settle down, glancing toward the entrance.Massimo Sidorov appears through the smoke and debris, with Leo Sidorov following him. And a few of their men behind."Get behind me," I hiss.Azira glances between me and her brothers a few times before finall
Bly moves suddenly and grabs a gun from a holster attached to his belt, pointing it at Massimo's head, and all the blood drains from my body.In that moment, I realize I could lose my entire world in the blink of an eye. My brother and the man I love. If Bly killed Massimo, his men would soon shoot him dead, leaving me with nothing but emptiness.I've never seen my brother defeated so easily in combat, but Bly is some kind of martial arts expert or something. He danced around my brother as if he was totally inexperienced, but Massimo has always been a good fighter. Blood runs down my brother's face, as I'm pretty sure Bly broke his nose."Blaine, please don't," I plead.Massimo may try to force me to marry someone I could never love when I've fallen hard for someone else, but I'd never want him dead. I love my brother, despite everything.Bly looks at me with a madness that scares me as I approach him. "He's my brother. I can't lose him."He bares his teeth like an animal. "The son of
Once they're gone, Blaine turns to face me. "Still want me now?"It's a good question because what I witnessed was honestly insane, but somehow I want him more. All of that he did for me, and while he may not be able to admit his feelings in words, he just demonstrated them with actions instead. "Of course."He gestures for me to approach him and I run into his arms, squeezing tightly.The fear I felt at the prospect of losing him was enough to carve my heart from my chest. "I meant it," I murmur softly, my face buried against his chest."What?""I love you, Blaine." I squeeze tighter and crane my neck to look at his face.His eyes are bright with emotion, his throat bobbing. "I—I..."I shake my head. "Don't say anything. You don't need to."He draws in a shaky breath. "You make me a better man, Azira.""I'm not sure that's true. You just almost committed mass homicide for me."There's a haunted look in his eyes, and I wonder what terrible deeds his past holds. A part of me is curious
Sitting at the front of the main hall, I wait patiently for her to appear. Graduation ceremonies are normally a drag I try to get out of, but for the first time I don't feel like clawing my eyes out.After all, I'm the only support she has here for this day. Despite sending invites to her family as an olive branch, none of them have showed up, not even Mia, her sister. I suspect that Massimo didn't extend the invitation to her, and that's why she's not here."Excuse me, sorry. Sorry." I glance up to see Mia pushing through to the seat next to me, followed by a reluctant looking Killian. "Blaine, I haven't missed her, have I?""Quiet," someone shouts as she drops into the seat next to me and Killian takes the one on the other side of her."Oh shut it," she shouts back.I smile, thankful that she made it for Azira's sake. Even though she hasn't voiced it to me, I know it hurts that her family has cut her off."She's not been up yet."Mia sighs in relief. "Thank fuck for that. Traffic wa
Azira leans toward me. "Do you know what's happening between those two?"I shake my head. "No, he hasn't spoken about her since the night at the cabin.""What are you two whispering about?" Natalya asks.Oak approaches, sliding a hand onto his wife's hip. "So, how are we going to celebrate you guys graduating?" His attention dips to the arm I have firmly around Azira's back."Hadn't really thought about it," Eva says, smiling at her husband. "Any suggestions?"Mia suddenly rushes over. "What the hell is going on?"Azira sees her and her eyes light up. "Mia, you made it!" She wraps her in a tight hug.Oops. I completely forgot about her sister being here.Mia gives me an accusing look. "You didn't tell her we were here?""We?" Azira asks, and I don't miss the hope in her voice. Mia doesn't either."Shit, sorry. It's just Killian."Her throat bobs and she nods. "Thank you for coming.""I wouldn't have missed it for the world."Killian walks over with his hands in his pockets. "Congratul
One year later...Blaine stands at the helm of the boat, navigating the sea as if he was born for this. The change I've seen in him in the past year has been immense as he opened up to me little by little, letting go of all that hurt and anger that he harbored toward himself.When he finally told me about what he'd done before Oak found him, I can't deny that I was freaked out. He's a murderer—one that got away with it—but I know that's not what defines him. His past further back haunts him and he still won't talk about his life in Russia before he emigrated to Toronto with his brother.I swallow hard as I place a hand on my swelling stomach. We're expecting twins in the fall, less than four months away. When I told Blaine I was pregnant, I think his brain misfired in shock. After all, we'd only just decided to start trying that month and it happened instantly.And then when we had the first scan, and the lady told us it was twins, he almost ran out of the room. I could see the panic
I feel him move my bikini bottoms aside and then he thrusts three fingers inside of me."So wet. So ready." He fucks me with his fingers, driving me toward the heights I crave. Ever since I got pregnant, I'm even more insatiable than before, and I was pretty fucking insatiable.I rock myself against his hand, chasing my release like a crack addict, looking for the next fix.Blaine stops and pushes away from me, making me grunt in frustration. "Bottoms off, now." He releases me, staring expectantly.I hook my fingers in the waistband of my bikini bottoms and pull them off, chucking them up onto the deck of the boat.He does the same and through the clear water, I can see his cock is hard and ready to take me. "Turn around."I do as I'm told, treading water and turning so my back is to him.Suddenly, I feel his arms around my waist and the length of his cock pressing against my center. Without warning, his cock is inside of me, filling me up the way I needed."Fuck, yes," I cry out, as