MasukI'm sure you guys didn't expect Louis to reveal himself like this, and what do you think is going on with Katya😖 Thank you for reading 💕
JosephineI blinked awake slowly, for a moment, everything felt… warm, soft and comfortable. Then it hit me that I wasn’t on the chair.My eyes snapped open fully as I took in my surroundings, the white sheets, the quiet hum of machines, the familiar sterile scent of the hospital, and the fact that I was very much in Sasha’s bed.Tucked in with a duvet pulled over me like I was the patient. My heart lurched and I sat up immediately, panic rushing through me.Why am I in his bed?Where is he?I was holding his hand- The memory hit all at once. I must have dozed off because I remembered sitting beside him, fingers wrapped around his, telling myself I’d just rest my eyes for a second.I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my bare feet hitting the cold hospital floor. Just as I pushed myself up, the bathroom door clicked open and I froze as Sasha stepped out.And for a second, my brain struggled to catch up. Because the man walking toward me now… didn’t look like the same man from tw
JosephineThe moment I slid into the car, the adrenaline started to fade. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking and I stared down at them, at the faint tremor running through my fingers… then at the gun still clutched tightly in my grip.I swallowed hard.I shot a gun…The thought hit me all over again, heavier this time.I actually pulled the trigger.Even if it was just the ground… even if it was a warning. My stomach twisted violently. I forced my gaze away, pressing my head back against the seat as the city blurred past the window.Being around Sasha… living in his world… it had changed something in me.There was a part of me now that reacted before thinking. That didn’t hesitate and would grab a weapon and pull the trigger if it meant getting to him and I didn’t know if that scared me more… or comforted me.The car turned sharply, slowing as it approached the hospital. It wasn’t hard to tell we were in the right place because men were everywhere.Stationed at the entrance, along the per
JosephineThe cathedral felt nothing like ‘safe’.Its tall, arched ceilings stretched into darkness with broken stained glass casting broken shadows along the cracked stone floors. What used to be sacred now felt hollow and deserted.And yet… it was the safest place according to Sasha…At least, that’s what they told me.A dozen armed men guarded the perimeter outside with their silhouettes moving behind the broken windows.Evelyn was safe, she had balled her eyes out and apologized the moment she laid eyes on me. I was relieved she was okay, and also, Mila was here too, prowling around restlessly.And Sasha…I swallowed hard.Hours had passed since they took me from the chaos of that penthouse. Since I last saw him covered in blood, barely able to stand.My chest tightened.I threw the ball again. Mila barked happily, sprinting across the wide, empty hall, her paws echoing against the stone as she chased after it like nothing in the world was wrong.I forced a weak smile. “Good girl…
SashaA guttural groan escaped my throat as I eased into the leather passenger seat of the SUV. Every muscle in my body felt like it had been shredded and stitched back together with rusted wire.The movement sent a tug of pain to my temple, thrumming in sync with the heavy beat of my heart."Sasha, look at you." Sergei said, not putting the car in gear yet.He just stared at the blood matted into my hair and the way my hands were trembling against my knees."You’re pale. Your pupils are blown. Go to the hospital. I’ll go to the shipyard. I’ll handle the recovery. I’ll find Pavel."I didn't spare him a glance.My eyes were locked on the side mirror, watching the back of Josephine’s head as two of my trusted men guided her through the chaos. A massive crowd had already gathered around the sidewalk where Gustav’s body lay, a broken, twisted heap of meat. The spectators were a perfect shield.While the gawkers and the amateur photographers focused on the gore on the pavement, my men wov
SashaThe world went white.A searing, blinding flash of heat scorched the side of my head, followed by a sound so loud, I was thrown backward. For a heartbeat, there was nothing but the high-pitched, steady whine of a flatlining pulse in my ears.Am I dead?I felt the wetness first. It was a hot, rhythmic gush that painted the side of my face and neck. I reached up, my fingers trembling, and felt the jagged, raw furrow where the bullet had plowed through the skin and muscle of my temple.A fraction of an inch to the left, and my brains would be decorating the mahogany floorboards.Through the ringing, a sound pierced the veil. A muffled, strangled scream.Kratoska.The sound of her terror acted like a jumper cable to my heart. I rolled onto my stomach, red blurring my vision. Blood was pouring into my eye, blurring the world into a fractured, scarlet nightmare, but through the haze, I found Sergei.He was crouched behind the kitchen island, his eyes wide, locked on the blood masking m
Sasha"The old shipyard." Katya whispered.My body tensed as I remembered that familiar abandoned warehouse. Silence followed on the other end of the line, heavy, like she was waiting for a reaction from me.I didn't wait for her to play more games. While her shallow breathing crackled through the speaker, I held the phone away for a fraction of a second, catching Sergei’s eye.‘Trace it,’ I mouthed.Sergei was already diving for his laptop, his fingers flying across the keys. I brought the phone back to my ear, my voice dropping so low it vibrated off my chest."The clock is ticking, Katya. Every second you waste is a second closer to the moment I stop looking for her and start hunting you."Katya scoffed, chuckling menacingly. "Sector Seven. The warehouse with the rusted crane." She sighed dramatically before continuing."It’s poetic, don't you think, Sasha? Where we used to hide away from your father's men... now it’s where Josephine will take her last breath."I tightened my fist a
Josephine E-mails after E-mails flashed on the screen of my new phone, a few spam ones here and there but countless from the hospital. I scrolled through them slowly, my chest tightening with each subject line. “Urgent: Employment Status Review” “Final Warning: Unauthorised Absences” “Te
Sasha The city blurred past the tinted windows as the convoy moved in silence. My hand rested loosely on my thigh, fingers drumming a slow rhythm against it. I wasn’t impatient but calm. Every step I made from now on was calculated and precise so I would be in control of the situation, even
*SMUT CHAPTER!* Josephine His fists my hair, claiming my lips hard with a low groan. I arch into him, wrapping arms around his shoulders to press against his hardness. “Mmmh...” He plunges his tongue past my lips, dominating me through the kiss while also tightening his hold on me. I rocke
Josephine I sat on the cool marble counter, my back against the mirror, knees parted slightly to accommodate the man standing between them. Sasha. His hair was still damp, drops of water clinging to his temples and dripping down the sharp angles of his jaw. The heavy scent of the hotel’s bo







