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NINA "The Pakhan is waiting for you."I turned to pick up my shot glass and swallowed the last of my drink. The look in Lachlan’s green eyes said I’ll need something to hold me through whatever Jeremiah wanted from me now. His eyes tracked my every moment and as I held up a finger to order more vodka for myself, Lachlan shook his head and said, “I think you’ve had enough. I looked at him. “Maybe I have had enough. But when will that monster?”He grabbed my hand, his green eyes glaring as he put my hand on the crook of his arm and gritted out, “Did I not tell you to stop calling him that?”“And, why should I listen to you?” I asked, feeling the warmth from his touch seeping into me and as he walked me through the crowded ballroom, I leaned into him. I hated how easily his touch made me feel things I shouldn’t. I hated how our close proximity was making me feel things I shouldn’t. I hated how my body reacted to him. I hated how easily Jeremiah could read me like he lived inside my
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NINA “Do you mean to tell us, Pakhan, and I ask with all due respect, that your wife is not an innocent?”Silence. Heavy and sharp-edged fell around the table and Lachlan stiffened beside me. Jeremiah took his time. His grey eyes, unreadable, remained on Baranov. A whole minute passed that the old man started to twitch.Xavier cleared his throat. “Maybe we should move on to our meeting?”Jeremiah held up a hand. “Let me answer Baranov before we move to other things.” He leaned back in his chair, a perfect picture of a man who was gazing at an insect trying to climb a wall— one he intended to crush beneath his shoe. “My wife’s innocence is none of your concern, Baranov. But since you’ve questioned both my wife’s honor and mine, let me tell you, she was very much innocent when I took her.” His finger traced the rim of the glass as his gaze returned to me, dark and… possessive. “Bled all over my cock, and cried beautifully for me.”I took a step back. I believed it to be a lie he was
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NINAChaos erupted before I could even process what was happening.The sharp thumps of bullets hitting the windows has my stomach curdled with fear. And unknowingly, I stepped even closer to Jeremiah, somehow finding his solid presence protective with the danger looming around us. “Lachlan!” I looked up to find Lachlan making his way to the door, pushing the guards aside. He stopped at Jeremiah’s voice and looked back at us. He said, “I’ll check out what it is.”“No,” Jeremiah growled, his chest vibrating. “You are not stepping out of the room, the guards are here to do their duty.”I could hear the screams and rush of footsteps from somewhere in the building, as I watched both the men staring at each other. I realised that Jeremiah was stopping Lachlan from putting himself in danger. And Lachlan looked ready to argue, but then Jeremiah said, “Take her.”Lachlan stepped toward us, his jaw clenched. But before I could’ve grabbed his outstretched hand a loud boom echoed and his face
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LACHLAN The air still smelled of gunpowder and blood. The Yakuza’s signature chaos had left its mark— burned cars, bodies littering the streets outside, and the metallic scent of violence hanging thick in the night. The attack had been precise, but not devastating. It was more like a warning. A message. They wanted to shake the very foundation of Sokolov’s reign, but all they managed to do was piss us off and made our men bloodthirsty for revenge for the death of their comrades and the general display of disrespect the Yakuza showed. They attacked us when their were women of the families present, something we take pride in by not stooping so low.I left Jeremiah and Kayne talking to our men, as they gave orders to clear out the building, make sure everyone was safe and back in their homes while Xavier had already ran off to capture whoever was left behind from the Yakuzas to take them for interrogation. I made my way back inside the room where the chairs lay upended, the floor was
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NINA “J-Jeremiah…”He took a step closer and even though there were still at least eight to ten feet between us, fear slithered down my spine like icy fingers. Every cell in my body screamed at me to run and when I took a step back, he paused. His head tilting in a way that seemed too familiar. I swallowed.He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. The cold fury radiating off his body was enough to choke me. I had felt anger before, I had seen rage… but nothing compared to the storm in his eyes as they burned into mine.“You want to run, wife?” He said, his silver eyes dropping to my feet and his lips curled in a snarl. “Run. Run like hell, and when I catch you I will make you regret you ever tried.”Then he moved.And I didn’t think. I didn’t wait. It was like a primal urge, an instinct telling me to run from him, to let him chase me even when a very logical, sane part of me knew that he’ll catch me and there was no other option for me except to be captured by him.But still I ran.The
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NINA I stared at my husband, unbelieving of what he was asking of me. He wanted me to get naked. Here?In front if everyone?My gaze swung to Lachlan, but his eyes were straring daggers at Jeremiah. “Kakogo cherta ty delayesh?” He growled, his hands curling into fists. [What the hell are you doing?]Jeremiah’s cold greys focused on Lachlan and his response felt like a sharp bite of a dagger. Even when I didn’t understand a word of their conversation, I felt like something deeper under the surface was happening.“Ne zabud’, ona moya tak zhe, kak I tvoya. I voobshche, ty tozhe prinadlezhish’ mne. Tak chto luchshe zakhvati sebya v ruki I perestani eban voprosy zadavat’.” [Don't forget she's mine as much as she's yours. And in fact, you belong to me too. So you better fucking stop questioning me.]“Ona? Ya? A pochemu togda eto sovsem ne chuvstvuetsya tak?" Lachlan gritted out, his eyes flashing and I thought he was just seconds away from punching Jeremiah. [Does she? Do I? Because it d
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NINA Jeremiah moved ahead, his steps confident as he led us toward a private booth carved into a shadowed alcove. I noticed how the people stopped, moved out of his way and stared at him. Men nodded with deference. Women smiled at him, their eyes hopeful for his attention. His scars didn't deter them but instead they seemed to want him more. Unlike the way hesitation and fear that sparked in their eyes when they looked at Jeremiah though, they nodded and smiled at Lachlan. A few of them even stepped forward to shake hands with him and exchanged pleasantries. And, I realised even when in appearance Jeremiah was golden and bright, Lachlan was people’s favorite it seemed, more approachable and less dangerous. And then there was me. Men looked at me with curiosity and women stared at me with a frown and tight lips, almost unwelcoming.I didn’t belong here, a voice whispered in my head, giving breath to the fear and insecurities burning inside me. I didn’t know what would happen next.
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NINA The car ride had been quiet except a few exchanges between Lachlan and Jeremiah, that too in Russian so I didn't understand a word of it. I was starting to hate it. And while Lachlan seemed tense now and then, in turn making me tense because I couldn’t help but be apprehensive and nervous to where Jeremiah was taking me to punish me, he also looked at ease with wherever we were going. The only person who didn't know where we were going and what will happen to me was me. I was wearing a black sequin dress with gold threads woven in it and it felt like I was dressed for a gala, but one look at his face and that twisted smirk had told me that there will be no party, at least not for me. I was scared but I felt like I wasn’t as afraid as I should be. I should be more terrified. But all I felt was this apprehensive flutter in my stomach which was kind of mixed with the arousal they both had brought forth in that cold room. I was still throbbing between my legs and for a mome
