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Chapter 11

IVANA'S POV If Ruslan Fucking Orlov thinks he could make me bend to every of his damn rules, he is so wrong.When it comes to what I wear, I have preference and not even God can change my mind from wearing flower dresses.Hell, I have come to love flowers designer gowns that it has become a part of me now.Out of anger. The anger that lasted for a minute before it wore off, only for me to realise the mistake I created myself. ‘You can go to hell. I would rather look like a fucking plant than to look like an elegant lady, which infact, I'm not.’I already pressed the ‘send button’ before realising what I've done.Ruslan would surely come for me tonight.“Whatever!” I heaved a sigh with an eye roll before shoving my phone back into my backpack.Staring out of the window, we were already at the gate of the college.Once the car got into the college's parking lots, I alighted and made my way into the school.I have no friends other than Aria.Being an introvert, making friends was the h
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Chapter 12

RUSLAN POV Seated in my office and typing away on my laptop, I was so engrossed in my work that I didn't hear the knocking on the door.Another knock snapped me out of my thoughts and I took off my glasses, shutting the laptop at once.I could tell from the desperation behind the knock, that there was something important I should know about.“Yes, come in.” I replied and almost immediately, Nicko burst in, his face blank, but I could see the rapid movement in his eyes.“Why are you here? Report.” I ordered and Nicko drove his fingers into his wavy black hair.“If you aren't ready to report, leave now and take care of the matter yourself.” I glared.“Someone stole from our goods.” He finally spoke up after few seconds of silence.I knew it. Something was wrong from the way he knocked and the desperation in his eyes.I guess some motherfucker will be dying tonight, by my hands.“Who is it?” I asked, my voice deep and calm.It implied to; a calm before the storm.“We don't know for sure
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Chapter 13

RUSLAN POV They laughed. They fucking laughed at me like I was the most funniest person on earth.And I swear to God, the urge. The sudden will to gouge out all their eyes and grilled it for Viking, my dog to eat, overwhelmed me. Overpowered me.My hands began to ache, itch and my demons wanted to consume blood. I was barely keeping them at bay.“Did I say something funny?” Annoyance wormed it's way into my chest.“What did Caleb took from you? Just a few arsenal? Are you kidding me?” The leader stepped forward, towering over me like a giant.He should know by now that things doesn't work well because because he is a giant.David fucking took Goliath down with just a stone, but me?I’ll be taking him and every motherfucking gangsters in that warehouse with my silver dagger.“Aren't you supposed to be a generous Bratva? Losing a few arsenal won't be the end of you or your clan, hell, it doesn't take a cent from you.”“But that doesn't warrant he could steal from me. As a Bratva, one t
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