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090Ruslan’s POVSeated behind the counter, I was staring at the cellar of drinks just in front of me. The glass I held trembled between my fingers as I swirled the remaining whiskey in slow, tight circles. The bar was dimly lit, hazy with smoke from cigarettes, and thick with the low murmur of conversations and clinking glasses. A lot of things were happening but I was lost in all of it. I wasn’t listening to what was going on around me.Not to the music, not to the men talking about the Irish syndicate making waves in Brooklyn and not even Nico who sat across from me feeding me with the latest updates from the underworld.All I could hear was the sound of her name in my head.Ivana.I tried to forget her but it was not easy. She was an integral part of my life. The therapy wasn't even helping, instead things got worse and was slowly spiralling out of control.My obsession with Ivana was driving me crazy and I was barely holding it in.“Boss,” Nico called, leaning in. “The Italia
Craving Him, My Step-Brother Chapter 89
Ivana’s POVStaring at the screen of my phone while it vibrated, I was contemplating on ending the call but on the other hand, I felt Trenton was going to be disappointed if he found out I rejected the offer.After three rings, the lines connected. “Hello, Fabrizio Orlov, how may I be of help?" He asked, forcing me to send my teeth into my lower lips. I was itching to ask him if he was related to Ruslan. If he did, there was no way I was going to accept this job.Disappointed that I couldn't do a background check on him, I wanted to hang up but then his voice came through again. “Ivana Alex." I introduced myself. Taking a deep drink of air, I pushed my hand into my hair and with a voice barely above a whisper, I said, “I thought about your request, I will accept it.” Shutting my eyes tightly, I continued to dig my teeth into my lips, my heart ramming against my chest.I was terrified. I felt like I had messed up things with my unprofessional response. "I’m glad you did.” He repl
Craving Him, My Step-Brother Chapter 88
088Ivana’s POV At the end of the meeting with Fabrizio, I could barely breathe. I was as if my air supply had been cut off and I was just trying to survive. His last name and accent had been stamped to my head and it was hard to forget it no matter how much I tried to.Gulping, I rubbed my forehead which was aching slightly as I stumbled towards the stairs. “Hey, miss Ivana." The Italian accent made me halt and slowly, I turned around to face him, my brows twisted. Halting beside me, he muttered, “I'm sorry I didn't get to treat you to a cup of coffee earlier."“Oh, you really don't have to worry about something like that. I’m perfectly fine." I laughed, amused with his words."Okay, if you say so.” He muttered, rubbing his neck. "Next time, I will treat you to something better.” Before I could react, he added, "I hope there will be next time.” Unsure of what to say, I flashed him a forced smile. "Thank you for your hospitality, I will relay my decision to you.” After a curt b
Craving Him, My Step-Brother Chapter 87
Ivana's POVI paused, my head processing different thoughts at the same time. Slowly, I turned around to see a tall woman in her early forties. She had sharp cheekbones, a silk scarf knotted neatly around her neck, and a clipboard in her hand. Her eyes were hooded but looked kind."Y-yes," I stammered, pressing my lips into a thin line.I stood there, stunned with the way she had called my name like we have known ourselves before now but this was our first time meeting. How did she know who I was? The woman in front of me was poised, elegant, and had this calm aura that hovered around her that made me vulnerable and nervous."You’re Ivana Alex, right?" She repeated, her voice kind but firm.I nodded slowly, confusion all over my face. Flashing a smile, she said, "Come with me, my boss would like to meet you."I blinked rapidly before glancing around the crowded room. Artists were everywhere, some were painting, others sculpting and sketching. While on the other hand, I was alrea
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Ivana's POV“Ivana, you’re going to be late." Mother said, hitting her knuckles against my door which was slightly open. “I will be done in a few minutes." I replied, shoving my phone into my bag. It was barely seven in the morning but I was already struggling with the zipper of my jeans. In the living room, the twins were making a hell of noise and I could hear Mom calling out from the kitchen. She was juggling between making breakfast and getting the kids ready for their daycare. The perfect definition for this morning is chaos. "Ivana! You’re going to be late!" Mother yelled out in frustration. "I’m coming.” I yelled back, giving up on the jeans and pulling on a pair of gray slacks instead. My heart was thumping louder than usual as my nerves twisted into knots. I didn't know what to think as I wasn't expecting this.Today was the so-called "meeting" Trenton had set up for me and I didn't want to disappoint him a bit.Considering me when there were other artists was a big fa
Craving Him, My Step-Brother Chapter 85
Ivana's POVThree years later…“Kian." I yelled, startling my three year old son who was chewing the edge of my stack of canvas. “Mom." He muttered, moving backwards until he disappeared into the corner. Rubbing my head which was aching slightly, I picked up my paint brush to resume painting. The smell of turpentine hung in the air as I crouched beside a half finished canvas. My fingers were stiff with dried paint but I didn't mind. I was working on a commissioned piece that had to be delivered by evening but my kids were making it difficult for me. “Kiera." I yelled, tossing my brush aside. It was either Kian or Kiera and in the worst cases both of them decided to torment me. Having twins has always been my lifelong dream but right now, I doubt if I will ever wish for that again. "No, no, don’t—" I yelled but it was too late. The bowl of cobalt blue paint went flying in the air and in a split second, it crashed against the hardwood floor. The splatter landed everywhere, on
Craving Him, My Step-Brother Chapter 84
Ivana's POVIt had been a week since Mom and I left Russia and returned to New York with Jarik’s help who acted in accordance with his words.Even after leaving Russia, peace was still far-fetched, making me rethink my decision of leaving Russia with mom.I bet I was the only one feeling this way because mother had returned to normalcy, like nothing had hurted her. Most times, I wished I could get even a snippet of mom's overwhelming peace.In contrast to Russia which was quiet but had multiple battles going on in silence, New York was different. The day moved so fast and was loud. Everyone was carefree and no one looked over their shoulders in fright.This was the kind of life I once lived and enjoyed but now I detested it but I was trying so hard to readjust. I spent most of my time in my room, trying to unpack but I never completed unpacking.It was either Ruslan’s face haunted me as unpacking brought back memories or it was Lara’s tear filled eyes or Igor’s pleading voice. No
Craving Him, My Step-Brother Chapter 83
Ivana's POVThe confrontation this morning had refused to leave my head no matter how much I tried to forget about it.For the first time, I saw a part of Ruslan which I never knew existed. The part that made him almost go on his knees begging me to stay back.He had always been the one calling the shots but not today. Igor wasn't left out. He employed all his skills in hopes to make me change my mind but I was rigid. My decision was final on this was not because my mother said so. It was personal; I wasn't going to be the bastard daughter that clung to the family that killed her father. That night, the room felt colder than usual. Outside, the full moon illuminated the ward through the window blinds, casting pale silver lines across the wall. At the moment, I was sitting on the edge of the bed, arms wrapped tightly around my knees as I sobbed silently into the sleeves of my sweater.Everything felt wrong.If I was told things were going to go awry with the Orlov, I wouldn't beli
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Ruslan’s POV“Stop." Lara yelled, blocking my path and stopping me from taking another step. I wanted to go after Ivana. I couldn't allow her to leave just like that. Not after what we shared, I couldn't lose her because I was also going to lose my mind. “Her resolve will become even stronger if you keep trying to explain your actions." Lara added, pushing me to the side. In anger, I brushed past her and without saying any other word to her, I stormed towards the stairs. By the time I stepped into the Orlov estate, the fire in my veins had gone molten as my heavy steps echoed through the marble floored hallway. Anger wasn’t enough adjective to define what boiled inside of me. Loss, confusion and heartbreak dealt with me at the same time. Kicking the front down in, I stormed into the empty building only to slam the door shut the next second.A few minutes later, Nico appeared from the corner, a tablet in hand as he made his way towards me.“Boss, you need to see this. The eastern
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