Cruel Promise (Oryolov Bratva, #2)
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Because he hates my fucking guts now and he didn’t care about me enough to want to hear my side of the story.
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“Listen to me, kiska: we’re going to get him back.”
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I’ve always been a good shot. But when I’m pissed off, I’m a great one.
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Someone—and I have a pretty good idea I know who—thought sending hired assassins after my family was a good idea.
arianna
family aww
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I look him right in the eye, my voice low and menacing. “Those are my kids up there. Those are my kids you’re after.”
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“But those girls have a serious sweet tooth and Uncle Kiki is gonna pretend to be Willy Wonka for today.
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awww uncle kiki
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“How often do you go over to the penthouse?” “Which one?” “Don’t be cute.”
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Caroline smiles. “Good! Uncle Kiki brings us new toys every day.” Uncle Kiki. Yeah. That’s gonna have to stop.
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💀💀💀💀
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You can’t exactly afford to lose the baby. You’d be losing your meal ticket, too.”
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DAMN FUCK U TOO
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I bite down on my lips to keep from smiling. “You know, I do have secretarial experience. I can help you—” “I’d rather hire a circus clown.” I narrow my eyes. “Sounds like you already did.”
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I phone in the fake laugh. “So funny. Truly hilarious. Take that show on the road; you’d slay.”
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“You’re not the one pulling the strings, kiska. I am.”
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She never sold me out. She never betrayed me. It was her deadbeat leech of a brother-in-law who turned her life upside down just to make a quick buck.
arianna
dumb bitch
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I take a deep breath. “After everything I said to her, after how I’ve treated her, it will take a lot more than that to fix things between us.” I crack my knuckles and sigh. “But I’m willing to do whatever it takes.” Kirill smiles with palpable relief. “Fucking finally.”
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Ruslan didn’t bring me here to abandon me to Ben. He brought me here for justice.
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“Come on,” he says, holding out a hand. “Let’s go home.”
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Look how beautiful you are, full of the life we made together.”
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She’s been craving meat the last couple of weeks, which is definite proof that she’s carrying my baby.
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It’s over, Emma. You won.”
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Just because I compliment you doesn’t mean I want to fuck you.” “That’s a relief. Can you tell that to your dick?” He looks down at his crotch and guffaws at the noticeable erection pushing against the front of his pants. “Whoops,” he laughs giddily. “Busted.”
arianna
that's embarrassing.
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“I’ve got news for you: ‘partner’ is still not ‘wife.’ And only one of those kids is mine.” Three distinctive little gasps follow my words. I freeze on the spot, my eyes veering towards the open door down the corridor, where three pairs of wide eyes are staring at me with obvious hurt.
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NOOOO NO
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“I’m sorry…” I mumble. I don’t even sound sincere. I sound like a miserable drunk.
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u sound like ben.
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I only bring the essentials—Sienna’s music box goes in first, of course—for myself and Josh.
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"its the first thing i pack, and the last thing i unpack" damn ruslan rlly fucked up
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“Caroline, malyshka, can you let me in?” There’s a beat of silence. Then: “No.”
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DAMN being rejected by a 6 yr old is crazy
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“I’m mad at you.” It’s Reagan now.
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even the 5 yr old dont like u no more
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Caroline jumped on me the moment I’d been thrown into the van. All three kids scrambled around me as we’d grappled with the black cloth bags over our heads until we finally managed to rip them off.
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poor kids are going to be traumatized for life
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I hold my breath, ready to face our captor, ready to attack. But— “Ben?!”
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WHAT ruslan shouldve just killed him im so tired of ben
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The whole time, their brother keeps pummeling the shit out of Ben. Blood and sweat mingle with the dirt beneath them. The sweat is Josh’s. The blood is his father’s.
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that's embarrassing getting beat up by an 8 yr old
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“Beaten by a child. Pathetic.” “You know what’s even more pathetic?” I snarl. “Kidnapping your own kids and terrifying the shit out of them.”
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that is pathetic like extremely pathetic
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Vadim snorts angrily and continues. “How old is the boy—nine? Ten?
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he's actually eight but close enough
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I nod. “I promised not to kill Adrik as long as you were alive. And I will keep that promise.”
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omg hes gonna kill vadim then lill adrik
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Which is why I wait until he looks away before I raise the gun and shoot.
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I KNEW IT OMG
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Then Adrik crumples to the floor. I twist around and find a shaking Josh, holding a smoking gun. My smoking gun.
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holly fuck
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“Are you okay?” I rasp. He nods against my chest. “I am now.”
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“I forgive you, too,” he says abruptly as a blush suddenly scales up his cheeks before he adds, “… Dad.”
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AWWWW
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But I meant what I said to them: I want to be their father. I love those kids. And—I love you.”
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“Please come out. Mama’s tired.” “And terrifying.” “What was that?” I snap. “I said you look so beautiful right now.”
Technically, I won’t be, but I’m not gonna be a party pooper and point that out. This is their moment. No point in ruining it, right?
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damn books over is 3 and he hasnt proposed
He nods. “I want you to be my wife, Emma Carson. I want you to carry my name. I want to raise our children together forever. Will you marry me?”