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CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE- House arrest
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BONIYes or No. Josephine's gonna end up going?
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BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE- House arrest
JosephineI catch on to the laughter that echoes from the kitchen. Ev hasn’t laughed as hard as this before and it wasn’t the fake one she gave whenever she wanted to get laid.This one was genuine…A small sly smile stretched on my lips as I crept down the stairs discretely, listening in on the two’s conversation. Pavel’s deep voice said something that I couldn’t quite catch but caused Ev to snort loudly.Then followed after, was the sharp hiss of sizzling oil and Ev’s loud squeal with cluttering of utensils.Typical Ev to be clumsy while cooking…I eased closer, peeking around the corner just enough for a view. Ev was standing at the stove, hair tied up in a messy knot, waving a spatula to the sizzling pan.Pavel chuckled lazily with a grin. He looked… relaxed and at ease while Ev, flushed slightly as she caught his stare before turning her attention back to the oven that dinged at attention.Pavel reached over sneakily, and snatched a piece of fried sausage from the pan, and Ev smac
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Sasha The doctor’s penlight swept across my vision for what felt like the hundredth time.Left.Right.Up.Down.Another slow hum of approval vibrated from his throat.“I’m not blind.” I snapped, batting his hand away. “Move on.”He didn’t even look offended, just amused in that clinical way doctors get when they think they’re the only intelligent ones in the room. He scribbled something on his clipboard before adjusting my IV line.“Your cognition and reflexes are back to baseline,” he said, nodding to himself like he wasn’t stating the obvious. “No signs of swelling, no delayed concussive symptoms. The stitches on your ribs are holding well.”“Great.” I muttered, tapping on my cover sheets with urgency.He paused at the foot of the bed, eyebrow lifting. “You’re unusually impatient, Mr. Romanov?”I met his gaze with a flat glare. “I’ve been stabbed, shot at, blown up, and hit with a car. This-” I gestured to the room, the monitors, the antiseptic smell. “-is nothing. You hovering is
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Josephine The world blurred around me, as I crossed the street with fast lunges. Dr Oliver seemed to notice this and began shuffling back before walking faster, slipping between pedestrians.My pulse screamed in my ears, fear coursing through my veins but I was fed up with being stalked by everyone. I need peace, even if I had to force it upon myself.“Oliver!” I screamed like a feral cat, startling people and myself.He didn’t look back, getting into a full sprint which fueled something predatory inside me. My legs pumped faster, pushing away things that blocked my path as I was dead set on catching him.Pavel’s voice roared from somewhere behind, echoing through the alley. “Jo! Get back here!”Oliver used the distraction. He swung himself up a chain-link fence and vaulted over it with terrifying ease.I lunged, grabbing the metal bars, the cold biting into my palms as I started climbing too. My hands slipped once, scraping my skin raw, but adrenaline kept me going.By the time I swu
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO- Delivery
Josephine “-We’ve got a problem.” Sergei’s voice announced through the phone speakers.My pulse thrummed, throwing the covers off my legs with furrowed brows. Sergei always sounded calm and collected but this time, his voice came out in a haste.Pavel’s gaze swept across the room, meeting my eyes briefly before speaking up. “What is it?”“Aleksei Novikov.” He rushed out. “The driver’s ex-navy from the 13th recon. His not just a random man planted, Pavel.”Pavel paused, his brows drawing together before realization dawned in his eyes. “The 13th Recon…” he muttered slowly. “That’s Gustav Sidorov’s old unit.”Evelyn frowned, glancing between us. “Who’s Gustav?”Pavel ignored her question, pacing toward the window with his jaw tightening. “It makes sense now. That bastard Gustav must be behind the attack.”On the other end, Sergei exhaled heavily. “That’s exactly what we concluded.” There was a low hum of car engine running before he continued.“ The cunt’s keeping his mouth shut, but it’
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SashaThe sharp scent of antiseptic and the steady beeping of a monitor were the first things that dragged me back to consciousness…I tried to shift, but a dull, searing pain shot up my side, forcing a low grunt out of me. My throat burned when I tried to swallow, squinting from the white lights above.A shadow moved at the peripheral of my vision. Then a familiar voice spoke from the side until I could make it the face.“Pakhan…” Oma called out.I blinked again, forcing my focus to sharpen.Oma stood there, arms crossed, her usual composed face was etched with relief. “You’re awake.” She exhaled, stepping closer to the bed.I grunted again, trying to sit up, but a sharp pain in my ribs made me hiss through clenched teeth. Oma immediately pressed a firm hand against my shoulder.“You’re not in the right state to move like that…” she warned firmly, pushing me down gently.My gaze travelled down my body, IV fluids connected to me as well as the monitor that frequently beeped. A comforte
BRATVA'S OBSESSION CHAPTER SEVENTY- Internal
Josephine The familiar ceiling of my room was the first thing I noticed when I blinked awake, my vision hazy and head pounding like I’d been hit by a brick. My throat felt raw, and gosh, my eyes burned, dry and heavy, like I’d cried for hours.For a few seconds, I just lay there, staring up, trying to make sense of the muffled hum of voices beyond the door. My heart fluttered weakly in my chest, trying process what the hell was going on?...Was it real?The memory hit me like a ton of bricks. Pavel’s grim face informing of an accident that Sasha had sustained. The way the ground had seemed to drop out from beneath me.I sucked in a shaky breath, sitting up too quickly.The room tilted, and I grabbed at the nightstand for balance, my fingers brushing over the half-empty glass of water and Mila’s collar tag.The door creaked open. “Jo?”Evelyn’s voice was soft and careful as she stepped in with furrowed brows of worry and a glass of water in hand. “You’re awake…”I swallowed hard, rubbi
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