IVANA'S POV After the fitting was over, Lara paid for the wedding dress and we returned back to the clan.She has been grinning from ear to ear and working on something on her tablet without my knowledge.Maybe… she really didn't hide it from me, I wasn't concentrating enough to know what she was doing.Once we arrived at the Clan, I alighted from the car and walked away, all eyes on me.Like I said earlier, I was a walking dead. Even when Mom called me back to ask how the fitting went, I ignored her totally, heading upstairs to my room.“What's wrong with her?” She asked Lara who walked in with two bodyguards behind here, obviously holding the wedding dress.“Why do you ask, Mrs Orlov?” Lara furrowed her brows, halting on her track.“I called her but she didn't respond. She's so lost in thought and also pale like a walking dead.” Mom narrated to Lara who smiled.“It's nothing serious, Mrs Orlov. You shouldn't worry.” She assured Mom.Arriving at my room, I fell on the bed with my ey
RUSLAN'S POV Avoiding Ivana Alex was the hardest of all. It was so hard that I could barely keep my head working perfectly.I couldn't stop thinking of her and the way she occupied my mind without a rent was illegal.When Lara called me to come see Ivana during her last fitting, I wanted to decline as it would ruin the perfect layers I placed around my heart, but instead, I found myself in the wedding shop, seated, while waiting for her to walk out of the dressing room.Jesus fucking Christ…. When she did, I couldn't take my eyes off her.I had to fight with my demons, just so I could look away, just this once.If I didn't, things might get more complicated than it already was and Ivana's wedding with Jeremy?It would be called off… by me.I was barely holding up. I just couldn't wait for the next day to arrive so I could get her married and out of my system, as it was the best decision, but it kept getting harder with each passing second.“How does the dress look on her?” Lara asked
IVANA'S POV Peeling my eyes open, a throbbing headache slammed my head and I groaned, sitting upright, my hands massaging my temples.I need to quit drinking. It only causes unnecessary headaches and hangovers.Just before I could get up from the bed, the door pushed open, revealing Aria, Lara and Mom.My brows furrowed, not knowing what was going on. “Why are you all here?”“Take this hangover drink. Your wedding would be starting by 10am.”My heart slammed against my ribcage at the mention of the word, ‘wedding.’So it was really happening after all.The happy-ending I've always dreamt about has been swept under the rug and my dream to become a world renowned artist, was also crushed and trampled on.“What happened? You look sad.” Mom stepped closer, squatting in front of me, holding my hands in hers. “Princess, today is your wedding. Even if you're not happy, at least pretend to be. You'd be just fine.”Will I be just fine?I doubt that would be the case once I become Jeremy’s wif
RUSLAN'S POV My heart was racing faster in my chest as Ivana hugged me, her make-up smeared due to the tears leaving her eyes. The hold on the gun in my hand tightened and it took sheer willpower not to hug her back. So fucking tight, like without her, I wouldn't be able to survive. But I couldn't. Not in front of the guests. It might draw unnecessary discussions and rumours. It was the last thing I wanted at that very moment. Slowly, she broke the hug, gazing into my eyes. The once light-devoid eyes sparkled and I felt a stir in my chest. It was as if the life which was dead inside of me suddenly arose because of the way her lips curled into a smile. A genuine smile. “Ruslan,” the voice of my father, snapped me out of my thoughts, so I pulled Ivana behind me, aiming my gun at Jeremy who was shooting lasers at me. If looks could kill, I would be dead in an heartbeat. “What is going on?” Igor stepped forward, his brows furrowed and his lips curled in displeasure. He h
Ruslan’s POV Slowly, I pulled away from her. I could hear her breath hitch against her throat and almost immediately, she locked gaze with me. "Ruslan..." She whispered, her breath hitching, her eyes needing as she tugged on the dark sleeves of my shirt. "Doe, as much as I want to take you right here, we were in a church, a sacred place. It's not exactly the place for what I have in mind." I said against her lips, kissing her tenderly as she pressed her body against mine."Then take me somewhere else. Anywhere. Just don’t make me wait." She muttered, my cock twitching in response.With my hand curled firmly around her waist, I led her out of the church. My grip on her was possessive, almost punishing. But she didn’t complain. She welcomed it wholeheartedly. The moment we stepped out, the cool breeze blasted against my face. It took me just a minute to scan the perimeter which was clear.“Hang on," I crouched, shoving my gun into my holster and once I was done, I slipped my arm ar
IVANA'S POV After that steamy night with Ruslan, I couldn't think of anything else. I wanted to spend every moment by his side and in his large arms which I had grown to love. Returning home was out of the question. A week with Ruslan wasn't a bad idea after all. It promises to be exciting and I was looking forward to it. “Get dressed, we should return home." Ruslan said, tugging my arm but I feigned to be asleep. He repeated his words two more times but still I didn't respond, instead, I nuzzled more deeply into my pillow. When he didn't say a word after a while, I allowed my eyes to flicker open only to lock eyes with him. “Fuck! What do you think you are doing?" I gasped, panting heavily while he looked on with amusement glinting in his eyes. Smacking his lips, he pulled himself to his feet, “Now tell me what's going through that head of yours." He mouthed as a bright smile spread across my lips. Fiddling with my fingers, I tilted my head to the side but didn't respond. R
CHP 66 IVANA'S POV Just like I wanted, Ruslan and I spent a whole week together. We have sex almost every time and when we weren't exploring our bodies, it was either we were sitting by the beach or taking a walk through the lush vegetation. Before now, my perspective about Ruslan was, he was tough and impermeable but he proved me otherwise. He showed me a side that I never thought existed. His cold hearted demeanour, he set it aside. Each time he has the chance, he doesn't hold back from showering me with love and affection; something I haven't gotten from him before. This got me thinking when I was alone. I wanted Ruslan all to myself but that wouldn't be possible. He was my step brother and so an open relationship with him was going to be tagged as a taboo.“Ugh!" I sighed, pushing my hand into my hair as I stared at the ceiling. With everything that had happened this week, I wondered how I was going to get by without Ruslan by my side.The thought of it made my heart break
IVANA’S POVIgor’s close friend was celebrating his seventy birthday, so the entire family was invited.That morning, despite having a lot of unused clothes stacked up in her wardrobe, Lara insisted we go shopping for the party. Lara was obsessed with bold and daring dresses. She took down several lace, silk, open back and high slits and was beaming with excitement while I looked on.Shoving a red gown towards me, she said, “It's going to suit you perfectly." My chest tightened at her words. The gown was beautiful but I couldn't risk it.“Lara.” I called, running my fingers against the soft fabric of the dress, “I can’t wear this.”“Why?” She asked with a deep frown. "It will accentuate your curve, giving you the look of a goddess.”“Ruslan wouldn't like it.” I muttered. "He doesn’t like seeing me wearing stuff like this. If I do, he is not only going to yell at me but you too.” “Ugh! He is such a pain in the ass." She scoffed. “I really wanted you to have this dress." She mumbled
Ivana’s POVPressing her lips into a thin line, Lara pushed her hand into her hair and before I could realize what was happening, she was kneeling right in front of me.Grabbing my hand, she cried, “Ivana, please… give us a chance to fix this.” “I would’ve told you sooner if I had known what it meant to you—” “You think that makes it better?” I snapped, cutting her off as I pulled my hand from her grip. Grabbing the metal rails, I allowed my fingers to clench tightly around it as we got to the end of the corridor. “You want a chance." I let out a bitter laugh, tilting my head to the side. “I swear, I didn’t know how to tell you. If only I knew things were going to turn out this way, I wouldn’t have held back at all. We have been a good family….”“No, we were not. You let me believe we were a family, while you all were covering up the murder of my father.”“I didn’t know….” She repeated, shaking her head sideways as she choked on the words.“I didn’t have a father growing up but
Ivana’s POVIt has been two weeks now. Two weeks since I regained consciousness only to be greeted with the most shocking news of my life, two weeks since I saw or heard from Ruslan, and two weeks since I started my rehab for proper healing. The excruciating pain was less intense now. It has been dulled by the medication and daily stretches that left my limbs trembling but stronger. A few days ago, my therapist said I was making fast progress, and I was grateful for that as I was sick and tired of being confined in the hospital.Day after day, I followed the same routine, wheelchair to walker, walker to staggered steps. Each time, I counted my steps like they would distract me from the revelation that had refused to leave my mind. It had been ten years since my father's death and I was almost forgetting about it, only for a shocking truth to be revealed. The family that had taken us in, the one man whom I loved wholeheartedly was behind it. That was what the files said and I be
Ivana’s POVIt was dull at first so I managed to keep still but when the sharp pain traveled from my spine straight to my brain, I jerked, snapping my eyes open only to shut it.The blinding light steaming from the open window hurted that I had to open my eyes slowly and cautiously to avoid a repeat of what happened earlier.Hospital? My heart beat doubled as my eyes fell on the iron rod next to me. A drip was connected to my hand and the more I stared at it, the more curious I became. The last time I checked, I was perfectly fine, how come I was in the hospital?I racked my head, thinking of an answer but I couldn't come up with any. It was frustrating and just before I could yell my lungs out, I saw her.That explains the familiar scent of lavender that has been messing with my brain.Mom was seated on the couch opposite me, a sheet covering her slightly as she slept. Her hair which was always styled neatly was tangled, her cheeks resting on her hand and the worried look on her fa
Ivana’s POVIt was dull at first so I managed to keep still but when the sharp pain traveled from my spine straight to my brain, I jerked, snapping my eyes open only to shut it.The blinding light steaming from the open window hurted that I had to open my eyes slowly and cautiously to avoid a repeat of what happened earlier.Hospital? My heart beat doubled as my eyes fell on the iron rod next to me. A drip was connected to my hand and the more I stared at it, the more curious I became. The last time I checked, I was perfectly fine, how come I was in the hospital?I racked my head, thinking of an answer but I couldn't come up with any. It was frustrating and just before I could yell my lungs out, I saw her.That explains the familiar scent of lavender that has been messing with my brain.Mom was seated on the couch opposite me, a sheet covering her slightly as she slept. Her hair which was always styled neatly was tangled, her cheeks resting on her hand and the worried look on her fa
Ruslan’s POVFinally, it was all over. Lorenzo and his ghost boss had been sent to the abyss and that was enough for me for now.Punching the last key on the door lock, I listened to the familiar sound of the door creaking open and with my hand tucked in my pockets, I made my way in, the door clicking shut behind me. Taking a deep breath, I looked around the large living room but no one was in sight. I was expecting to see Ivory waiting expectantly for my return. Rolling up the sleeves of my shirt, I made my way towards the couch and then plopped on it with a little sigh. Ivana. — I thought, the sight of blood gushing out of her wound making rounds in my head. Before coming here, I had made a stop at the hospital. She was barely alive but stable, and breathing.“You're back." Ivory said, and immediately, I shot my head upwards. She was making her way towards me, her face unreadable until she halted right in front of me.“How is Ivana?” She asked with a trembling lip. “She’s fine
RUSLAN'S POV Raising my head slowly with my lips slightly parted, I wanted to yell out in pain. I felt my whole body trembling, like I was going to pass out the next second. Ivana was nowhere to be found while Gideon remained in the same position, blood dripping from his hand. “I told you, I don’t want Ivana to see you suffer. It's going to make her miserable in the afterlife." Fuming with anger, I tried to get on my feet but two of his men held me from behind, pinning to the ground. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Nico, wielding his gun. I desperately wanted to ask if Ivana was fine but that means giving his position away. “Bring him here." Lorenzo commanded and immediately, I was pulled towards the old table I haven't seen up till now. Grabbing a pair of garden shears, Gideon twisted it to confirm if it was working well and when he did get it, he grabbed my fingers. “Each finger for each ten million dollars I lost.” He smacked his lips, positioning my fingers in such
Ruslan’s POVComforting someone was a skill I sucked at so seeing Ivory broken this way and being unable to offer her any word of comfort, drove me to the corner. Thanks to Lara’s timely intervention, she pulled Ivory away from me and then led her up the stairs while I kept staring until they disappeared into the hallway. “Make sure you bring her back." Igor said, eliciting a nod from me and with my hand tucked inside my pockets, I joined the others.Sitting at the owner's seat of the car while Nikolai drove, I found myself chewing my fingernails; a habit that only came to play when I was nervous. It was supposed to be the Irish clan I ought to be up against but the voice of the boss was different. How come I haven't crossed paths with this person yet and why does he have to come for Ivana instead of me, his foe. No matter how much I thought about it, it didn't add up. I was barely holding it together.Every second that went by in that car felt like a ticking bomb inside my chest
Ruslan’s POVJust when I wanted to disappear into the hallway, the sound of hurried footsteps made me turn around only to see Ivory running down the stairs with Igor and Lara. Raising my brow, I demanded an explanation without having to use my words.“What did I just hear?" Ivory asked, hurrying to my side, her face drained of all its colors and had been replaced with fright. Pressing my lips to a thin line, I facepalmed myself in anger. This was supposed to be a secret. They must have overhead me when I was speaking to Nicko.“Ivana had been kidnapped.” I forced the words through my teeth, my hands balled into my fist in anger. “What did you just say?” She gasped, her chest rising and falling in rhythm. Pushing my hand forward, I wanted to confront her but I had no idea how to go about that so I withdrew my hands.“Ivana has been kidnapped.” I repeated my earlier words. This time slower as I rubbed my temples.My head had begun to ache seeing Ivory all flustered. “How the fuck
Ruslan’s POVThe silence in my office was suffocating.Since last night, I haven't stepped out and no one has come in since Ivana left. At the moment, I was sitting behind my desk, pen in hand and papers in front of me but I couldn’t focus. My mind kept drifting back to Ivana.My guts keep telling me something doesn’t sit right. It wasn't about the fallout we had yesterday, this was different. Last night, I didn't intend to react that way but she was refusing to get the message I desperately wanted to pass on. A lot of things were going through my mind; the Irish clan silence and then Lorenzo’s chilling words. All I wanted was a little time for myself to wrap my head about what was bothering me but she wasn't having it. Falling back on my seat, I shut my eyes tightly as I began to swirl my chair around, trying to forget about her but it was to know avail. Leaning forward with my hands clasped in front of me, I shifted my gaze to my laptop. I had been watching the footage for a w