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My baby sister is in there. From the moment she was born, it has been my job to protect her, to keep her safe and look out for her.
At 6’7, I was taller than most people. Not to mention that I worked out 24/7, so I was pushing a tight 240.
As I turned to walk away, Father spoke. “Aleksandr.” I froze, but didn’t turn around. “Bud' ostorozhen, syn moy,” Be careful, my son. He said in Russian, a deep sincerity lacing his voice I’d never heard before.
“If you’re gonna kill me, kill me. I’m not afraid to die. So if you’re gonna do it, hurry up. Otherwise, get the fuck out of my face.”
I’d never met a woman like her. She was fearless. Even in the face of death.
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.
Oh, she hated me. It was obvious by the look in her eyes. But she wanted to fuck me too. And that was okay. Hate sex was fucking amazing.
The identity of the boss of the Los Zetas was some kind of well-kept secret within their organisation.
I wanted to strangle the life out of him with my bare hands. And fuck him until I couldn’t move.
She was beautiful. Strong willed. Brave, with a crazy erratic personality that completely excited me. I never knew what she was going to say next, what insults she was going to hurl my way. It thrilled me. And it really shouldn’t.
“You’re enjoying this,” she panted, slightly out of breath.
“What’s not to enjoy? Chasing a beautiful woman, feeling her body fight against mine. That’s a good time in my book.”
“I want you,” Drea moaned, clenching her teeth. “I always want to stab you in the eye with whatever sharp object I can get my hands on.” I loved her honesty. It was refreshing. A chuckle rumbled in my throat. “What an interesting conundrum you’re in then.”
Drea was completely confident in herself, her body. And fuck if that didn’t make me ten times hotter for her.
It made me feel…powerful. That I could affect this man to the point that his body shook, his teeth grinding, was euphoric.
“Little Aleksandr seemed to like it.” He stepped into my space so his cock pressed tightly against my stomach. “There’s nothing little about me.”
Drea was like a violent thunderstorm; wild, chaotic, untameable. The destructive beauty she could cause was impossible to look away from. If you found yourself in her path, she could rip you apart with that fiery spirit and quick wit. I wanted to be the one to tame the untamable. To bring her to her knees, knowing I was the only man she submitted to.
I shouldn’t want his attention, his touch. I shouldn’t want to feel his breath on my skin, his hand around my throat as he called me his good little fuck toy. And yet I did. I craved it. Burned for it.
Drea was in charge of it all. We had the leader of the Los Zetas locked up in our pit. The repercussions were astronomical.
We spoke for hours. It amazed me how easy it was. I wasn’t the type of person who shared private thoughts, and yet I felt like there was nothing I couldn’t tell Drea. Nothing I couldn’t talk about.
I had an addictive personality, and I found myself getting addicted to Aleksandr very quickly.
“Jesus Christ. You’re just as crazy as he is, aren’t you?” I smiled widely. “No, I’m crazier.”
“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.
In a lot of ways, Drea was perfect for me. She lived and breathed this life, just like me. She wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty. To hurt. To kill. She was just as cutthroat and brutal as I was. The truth of the matter was, I didn’t want to give her up. Not now, not ever.
Women were just as, if not more, dangerous than men.
“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.
He caught me as I leapt into his arms. I kissed him all over, on his lips, cheek, forehead, nose. I peppered him with kisses and he scrunched up his face, laughing. I’d never seen him like this before. I liked it. He was so carefree. It was a beautiful thing to witness. “Thank you,” I breathed out, slightly overwhelmed. I still couldn’t believe he’d done this for me. Aleksandr stared deeply into my eyes. “Anything for you.”
If I could, I’d wipe all her memories of the men who’d come before me, leaving only me behind. Did that make me a bad man? Probably. Did I care? No.
How could I let her go? I needed Drea like I needed air in my lungs. Blood in my veins. Food in my belly. She was everything I needed to survive, and the thought of being without her was…unbearable.
“But there’s more to it than that for me. Being around you soothes my mind, it quiets the storm raging inside of me. It brings peace to my soul. I could be having the worst, most frustrating day and seeing your smile—yes, that smile right there—would make all my troubles just fade away.”
We worked in tandem with each other, like we’d done this a thousand times before when in reality, this was the first time we’d ever fought alongside each other. You wouldn’t know it by looking at us though. Drea and I were perfectly in sync, feeding off one another and using our strengths to cover each other’s weaknesses.
Even in his darkest, and cruellest moment, one where he was so consumed with rage he couldn’t see straight, he refused to hurt me.
We’d faced a small army, been taken completely by surprise and yet, despite all odds, we’d managed to prevail.
“I love you so much it hurts. It physically hurts to be without you, to not see you. To not speak to you. To think of you gone. You’ve managed to burn yourself into my mind, my soul. Branded yourself in my heart. So, now you own it.”
I’d never had anything as precious to me as her before. Drea had the power to absolutely ruin me. To break me. If anything ever happened to her, I don’t know how I could go on. She was the most important thing in my life.
“Your winner, ladies and gentleman, The Bratva Butcher!”
