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
“Do it again,” Tatiana laughs, her eyes bright with innocent excitement, before Ivan bends on his knees and springs up, throwing her up, up, up in the air. Tatiana screams again. But it doesn’t sound like a panicked scream like it did in my room. Or maybe it never was, and I just imagined it. But st
[ANASTASIA] The moment I reach my room I shut the door and press my back against it. My heart pounds inside my chest as if it’s ready to break out of it. I close my eyes and try to shake off the conversation I had with Ivan out of my head. But it proves to be an impossible task. Especially when
She lifts her gaze to mine, distrust shining in her eyes. “And what do you suggest, Ivan? That we play house and pretend like our lives aren’t what they are?” “No,” I rise from the chair and make my way around the desk. “I’m not suggesting that we ignore reality. But we can try to shield them from
[IVAN] When a knock falls on the door of my home office, I’m almost taken aback to find Ana actually listening to me for once. I can’t help but wonder what’s behind this change. It shouldn’t have been so easy to convince her to meet me like I wanted. A nagging thought creeps into my mind, suggest







