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“Where are you running off to, malyshka?” Shivers ran down my spine. Fuck, that deep rumbly voice. I had no idea what he just called me. Russian wasn’t a language I was fluent in, but who the fuck cared when he sounded like that? Not me.
And yet, none of the Bratva women I’d met had ever shown such a complete and total lack of fear. Except maybe my sister. But she was batshit crazy.
I groaned, running a hand down my face. I had to be honest with myself. I was more pissed off he had a fiancé than I was about him kidnapping me.
LOL
“Are you the 100 girl?” I frowned. “The what?” “He said someone told him to watch The 100. I was just wondering if it was you.” A light feeling spread out over my chest. “Did he watch it?” “Almost the whole first season.”
“Oh, good. I’m glad you’re not hurt.” I didn’t know you cared so much, malyshka. “Because I want to be the one to hurt you,” she hissed, slapping me across the face. Oh.
Behind me the door opened, the click-clack of high heels hitting the concrete floor echoing throughout the room. “Fuck,” Rayna choked, her eyes widening in fear. Liquid splattered on the ground between her legs, the stench of urine reaching my nose, and I laughed. Yeah, my sister had that effect on people. I turned, a smile spreading across my face as Illayana walked in.
“She ‘accidentally’ walked in on Arturo in the shower,” Illayana said, using air quotes. “Accidentally my ass. She did it on purpose. So I set the bitches hair on fire.”
i miss her she’s the best
As I walked out of Drea’s room, I quickly pulled out my phone and fired off a text in our WhatsApp group chat that held all of our soldiers. It was one character. Just the explosion emoji. That was all that was needed. Every one of our men knew what that message meant. It meant we were under attack, and we needed reinforcements.
PERO COMO VA A SER SERIO QUE LOS DE LA MAFIA MANDAN 💥 COMO ALERTA JAJAJJAAJAJ
He rested his forehead against mine, those gorgeous crystal blue eyes staring deep into my soul. He kissed me lightly one more time, his lips lingering against mine before he turned around and walked away, The look on Lukyan’s face was priceless. His mouth was wide open, his eyes literally bulging out of his head as he tracked Aleksandr out of the room, staring after him like he had no idea who he was even looking at. His gaze swung back to me. “Okay, who was that man and what the hell has he done with my brother?”
Mila screamed, her arms flailing. Drea didn’t stop. She slammed Mila’s head down over and over again, her face completely consumed with rage. I arched an eyebrow in amusement, watching her with a pleasant mixture of surprise and eagerness.
She placed a foot in the centre of my chest and pushed, forcing me down into my seat. My brows shot up in surprise, but I didn’t fight her. “You sent your brother to let me go.” She said it with an accusatory glint in her eyes, her voice taking on a threatening tone. “I did. Because if I did it myself, I wouldn’t have let you get in the car.” “Really? Why’s that?” “You know why.” “Tell me anyway.”
I was afraid she’d be upset about giving up her role as Don of The Los Zetas cartel, but she’d assured me she wasn’t, that with a little guidance, Juan could be just as great as their father. Better even.
WHYYYYY WHY DO POWERFUL WOMAN ALWAYS HAVE TO GIVE UP THEIR POWER IN THE ENDDD AGGHHHH
Drea lifted her left hand into the air, showing Dominik the diamond ring on her finger. “I’m Aleksandr’s wife.”
