Masuk[ANASTASIA]Ever since I returned from the safe house, I knew I wasn’t about to sit still and look pretty.Not when Ivan was still fighting for his life.Not when the place we once called home no longer felt like home.Not without Ivan.I spent days after my return thinking about the same thing, ove
“Now?” I nod. “More than ever.”This new information gives way to a new expression on his face. Instead of looking super annoyed, he looks curious, suspicious—even careful, if that furrowed brow reveals anything.Good. He should be.Because the thing about moles? They’re not just rats in fancy coats
*One Week Later*[DIMITRI]“The shipments will be at the docks tonight, but you still haven’t decided who we’re sending?” Igor taunted, as he stood by the bar, holding an empty tumbler—something he’s been doing ever since he walked into my office—well, Ivan’s office, but that’s irrelevant. One would
After our fourth round of pure, wild sex, I have nothing left in me. Every ounce of energy drained, I barely manage to pull the sheets over myself before sleep claims me.When I wake hours later, the room is dim, the soft glow of my bedside lamp casting long shadows on the walls. My body feels heavy
[NADIA]“You’re here?” I say into the phone, clutching my books tightly to my chest as I glance around. “Where?”“Outside. Meet me when you’re done with your classes.”A wide grin spreads across my face, excitement bubbling inside me. “Oh, I’m done. And even if I wasn’t, I’d still run to you.”Dimit
The Ivan I know is strong. Unshakable. Even in the worst situations, he carries himself with a quiet, effortless confidence that makes you believe nothing could ever touch him.But the man lying in this hospital bed, surrounded by beeping machines and the sterile scent of antiseptic, looks nothing l
“Save it!” I interrupted, my voice seething with rage. “Your excuses mean nothing to me. You had a choice, and you chose to betray everything we stood for. Loyalty, honor, family. You threw it all away.” Their eyes pleaded for forgiveness, but I couldn’t find it in my heart to grant them any. The w
(Flashback) Despite the car remaining stationary in their mansion’s driveway for over an hour, Ivan’s desire for his wife showed no signs of waning. His lips eagerly explored her neck, shoulder, and mouth, evoking moans of pleasure from Anastasia. Straddling him on his lap in the car’s backseat, s
“Ivan, can you keep an eye on Tati without falling for her tricks?” I looked at him teasingly, noticing a hint of pink color his ears. “Momma, it was just one time. I won’t fall for it again,” he replied earnestly. “I know, my baby. I’m just teasing you,” I said, giving him a playful tickle that e
(Flashback) Anastasia recoiled, the force of it almost cracking the muscles of her face, as a glass shattered against the floor, crimson wine gushing forth and saturating the cursed red carpet. Ivan’s wrath knew no bounds as he sent delicate crockery hurtling from the dining table, their demise ec







