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The thought that I won’t be able to smell her again makes my entire body fucking cold.
“Hey, Princess. Are you okay? Talk to me.” Her pale lips twist and she murmurs the words that cut me in half, “Who are you?”
“Ruslan…” she calls. “S-stay.” “Yes, miss.” Why the fuck is she calling for him but not me? Even Katia appears taken aback, but she steps outside with me.
“Make everyone believe you lost your memories. Do you realize the amount of stress you have caused the boss?” “I need the perpetrator fooled, and for that, everyone had to stay in the dark. Only the doctor, Ruslan, and Katia know.” “How did you come up with this plan in the first place?” “My twin sister, Reina, had amnesia once, and I just copied what she told me had happened to her.” “And now what?” he grumbles, running his hand over his beard. I can sense him losing his patience. “I think I know an in with the Irish.”
“And you have to act like you lost your memories for that?” I pick my words carefully to not mention Kyle’s name. Vlad can’t know about that yet. “Yes, because the one I got this information from thinks I heard him. If he believes I lost my memories, his guard will be down and he’ll feel like he got away with it.”
But not everything visible is beautiful. After all, the devil looks his best when luring in his victims.
“What if I need space?” “I don’t believe in space. That’s a word invented by losers who couldn’t figure out their own minds.”
Kyle has always had a distinctive taste and smell, but right now it feels like a mixture of longing, despair, and something else.
I clear my throat. “I’m up here.” He doesn’t break eye contact. “You’re also down there.” Jerk.
I’ve heard stories about the black widow spider who kills her mate after mating, and I always found it fascinating how she followed her instinct, even if it meant killing her own husband. I guess we’re the same that way.
“I once said that when you’re cornered and have no way out except if you hurt others, that’s exactly what you should do, Princess.”
There’s only one person who could’ve poisoned me today: the one who poured me my second glass of wine. My wife stabbed me in the back and threw me to her pack of wolves.
“I was born ready for death. I had my resurrection in death and to death I shall return. Isn’t that poetic?”
Our marriage started by blood, and with blood it will end.
“Stop being jealous, you idiot.” She leans over and brushes her lips to mine, softly, carefully, away from my cut. “None of them is my husband.” None of them is her husband. Those words stab me straight in the bones. When she attempts to pull away, I grab her by the throat and deepen the kiss. Time to fuck her on the counter as I originally planned.
That’s why I said what I did right after we finished. I couldn’t just allow him to take everything from me without a fight. He wronged me. He put a baby in me without my permission, so fuck him and fuck the way he withdrew from me.
Right now, it’s time I get my wife back.
“If you’re a boy, don’t you dare mistreat women. If you’re a girl, don’t you dare let men mistreat you just because you don’t have balls.”
As if Nikolai’s cockblocking activities weren’t enough, I somehow ended up knocking up Rai again, even though I didn’t mess with her pills that time. She was the one who went on without birth control and ended up pregnant. She gave birth to not only one baby, but two. Yes, that’s correct. We have identical twin girls, Mia and Maya, who are almost two years old now and have their mum and aunt’s spiky natures.
