Chapter: AN UNPLEASANT SUPRISEPAVELMy jaw ticked, my eyes not wavering off him as he made his way down the stairs, walking elegantly in the blue, silky, suit I got for him. The jacket featured an open-back detail the fabric had clung perfectly to his frame, complementing every part of his body.His hair ran carelessly as he kneaded his finger beneath it , making him look even sexier and more defiant. He looked dangerous; I loved it.He knew how to cause a scene, too bad he'd be making it with me.“Enjoying the view?” he asked, the frown on his face growing deeper as he approached me. Finally standing on the last flight of stairs, I tried hard not to roll my eyes at his comment.“Merely staring at you makes me want to puke everything I had for lunch,” I snapped, turning my gaze away and turning on my feet without waiting for a moment of his response.“Don't act funny, make baseless remarks, or try making an escape; you'd embarrass yourself, Ilya. Besides, I'm certain you won't want Ivan's head on a plate,” I asser
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Chapter: FILTHY TONGUE AND WORDSILYACold chills raced down my spine at his words.Whatever defiance I had left, whatever walls I had built around myself, whatever anger, energy, and resilience I had clung to—all of it cracked on the spot.I swung my leg back over the railing and planted my feet on the cold tiles. The icy surface seeped through my skin as I staggered forward, closing the distance between us.I hated the god-awful, infuriating grin still plastered across Pavel’s face.“Don’t you dare lay a finger on Ivan . Don’t you fucking dare…” My voice trembled with rage. “I can see that look in your eyes, you bloody devil. If you touch my brother, I’ll—”“What?” he interrupted, pulling me closer until his arms wrapped around my waist.I refused to mistake his grip for compassion. There was nothing tender about the way he held me, nothing remotely comforting about the man who had just threatened to kill the person I loved most.Perhaps, for the first time in a long while, I was genuinely afraid.I had worked twic
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Chapter: YOUR NEW HELLILYA“You sick psychopath!” I cursed, slamming the car door shut as I climbed out. Pavel emerged from the other side, a smirk firmly settled on his lips.My eyes drifted to his sleeves, soaked with blood. The bullet meant for me had grazed his arm, but I couldn’t give a flying fuck about it.“I almost died because of you! You dragged me into your war!” I screamed, seething with rage.“So?” He raised an eyebrow as if this were all some sort of joke. “Maybe next time, I’ll just let them take you,” he replied, his words dripping with mockery and nonchalance.I stared at him in disbelief. My lips parted as he strode past me, whistling to himself. My heart hammered against my ribs.God, I hated this man.I hated him so much I wanted to strangle the life out of him, but I couldn’t. He had proved that to me twice already.I was weaker than him.The automatic doors slid open as he walked inside, and I followed close behind, hot on his heels.“You should have! Nobody asked you for your begrudg
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Chapter: DIE FOR HIMPAVEL’S POV“Get out,” I said, yanking open the car door.Ilya stayed where he was, his arms crossed over his chest, glaring at me like he wanted me dead. The glowing lights of the mansion reflected in his hazel eyes, turning them molten with anger.“Do I have to drag you out?” I asked, leaning closer. My voice was calm, but he’d been pushing me all day. Maybe I did “forget” to inform him about a party he was meant to accompany me to until an hour ago.“Do it,” he said, his lips curling into a bitter smile. “Drag me out in front of your precious guests. Show them what a gentleman you are.” I grabbed his wrist, pulling him forward until our faces were inches apart. “We’re late, and if you embarrass me tonight, I swear I’ll break your neck myself.” His laugh was cold, cutting through the tension like a blade. “If you weren’t so desperate to use me as a trophy, you’d probably have done it already.” I released him with a shove, and he stumbled slightly before straightening himself. His
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Chapter: TRAPPED IN THE PASTILYA’S POVThe air in Pavel’s office was cold, even though the space itself was spotless and luxurious. The sharp scent of leather and polished wood filled my nose as I ran my fingers over the edges of the papers on his desk.I wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn’t supposed to be doing this.But after everything Pavel had done to me—trapping me in this marriage, poisoning me just to teach me a lesson—I had no choice.I needed something. Something to fight back with. I had woken very early, searching through the rooms weary of each CCTV I came across. I spent the rest of last night finding their blind spot but even now this seemed too easy.I felt as though he was watching, calmly waiting for me to be done, enjoying making a fool of myself.My hands trembled as I flipped through the files, my heart racing. Most of it looked like routine business transactions, but I knew better. Pavel didn’t run an empire on “routine.”Then I found it. A small black notebook hidden under a pile of invoic
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Chapter: KISS OF DEATHPAVEL’S POVThe knife lay on the desk where I’d left it, its blade glinting in the soft morning light spilling through the curtains. It was a relic of last night’s little drama—Ilya’s pathetic attempt to kill me.I picked it up, running my thumb along its sharp edge. Sleek. Clean. Deadly. A knife suited for quick, efficient work. I imagined him holding it, his hands shaking but his eyes filled with fire. He wanted to kill me, and he had come so close.The thought of it made my cock twitch in my pants, a low groan of approval rumbling in my chest The skyline stretched before me as I stood by the window, turning the blade over in my hands. My penthouse was a fortress, impenetrable, just like me. Ilya thought he could challenge that, challenge me. But this wasn’t a fairy tale where defiance would save him .Breaking him wouldn’t just be satisfying; it would be art.A slow, sharp smile curved my lips. His hatred wasn’t misplaced. The Volkovs had stolen from me long be
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