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Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 57
OLEG POVMy eyes plunged back down, fastening on the exposed skin. It was torture, considering the silver I could see felt like deliberate teasing. The impulse to yank him awake, to break the spell, grated against a darker, more possessive desire to let the view last. "Who the hell wears a tracksuit to bed?" I grunted.But my body acted against the intended wishes of my head, latching onto the path from his half-visible navel down the faint trail of hair, exploring the contours of his lean abdomen.Every curve and hollow of his narrow waist burned into my memory. "Bozhe moy! Pizdets! Vyk!" The Russian curse tore from my lips before I could stop it. I slammed my uninjured hand against the bandaged one, using the searing pain as a lifeline. I took a deep, ragged gulp of air, the feel of my large hand clamping that same trim waist of his, and the itch under my palm to make it real again overwhelmed me.I retreated a step, wrenching my gaze away. Holding my ground seemed like losing a bat
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 56
OLEG POVThe quantum-locked entryway hissed open, its sensors registering my biometric code. My men offered a brisk, unison nod before resuming their stance. Too consumed by my own storm to look at the one who fell into step, I jerked my chin at his wing, signaling him to check in.He fumbled. “Boss, some of the men reported that—” He faltered mid-sentence as he read the hard line of my face and swallowed whatever came next.Picking up the thread, he pressed on. “Apologies, Boss. Elvis Andreyev remains in his room, and there’s been no trouble from him. The chef’s also finalized preparations for tonight’s event, and everything’s in order.” His voice dropped. “Except… he’s refused all meals since last night.”I paused mid-step. "Reason?""I can’t say, sir. He was always unmoving in the bed whenever we brought his food."I stared down the corridor, jaw working as I processed this information. After a beat, I resumed walking. "Some of the men reported?" I prod, forcing him back on the thr
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 55
OLEG POVThere was no shock in my father’s eyes as he crossed one leg over the other, “a wordless admission” that he’d known all along I’d uncover the truth and had been anticipating this confrontation.“I only stopped that video from spreading because you were in it,” he said evenly. “I couldn’t let my own son be dragged into that circus.”I kept my expression neutral, denying him the satisfaction of any reaction. Of course, he knew—he’s my father. There was never a chance he wouldn’t have recognized me as the one Elvis had leaned toward in that clip. I’d watched it myself; it had always been me, Elvis moved toward with that infuriatingly defiant softness in his eyes. Maybe I would’ve believed my father’s excuse if I didn’t already know him too well.“Oh, right,” I mused. “You’ve always favored Elvis. Even now. And you expect me to believe this was for my own good? How do I even know you weren’t the one who leaked the video yourself—to save him from me? Or perhaps as a favor to your
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 54
OLEG POV“You seem to be in a good mood,” my father remarked, a smile tugging at his lips, though the taut curve betrayed the storm he struggled to hide. He folded himself into a random chair at the boardroom table, as though it were a throne. The armored walls of the conference room, which he had insisted we discuss in, sealed us off from the world. I left the window where I had been watching the city sprawl below and crossed the room. The porcelain floor announced my every step before I lowered myself into the seat opposite him.“Are we playing a game of guessing each other’s mood now? I jested.”My father visited any of my companies almost never, and when he did, it was only because the calendar demanded it. His presence here now could mean only one thing. The air in the building already carried the answer, louder than any gossip that had stirred during my absence.He didn’t respond. The silence between us swelled, dragging the seconds until it felt like we’d been staring each othe
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 53
ELVIS POVMy body twisted at an awkward angle in the chair before I righted myself. The room, which had been swallowed in gray, shifted, flooding in blinding light. Oleg was already in front of me, clear as day, sitting with one leg crossed over the other, a wine glass carelessly balanced in his hand.My gaze flicked over his body, and I immediately looked away, only to be caught by those washed-out hazel eyes of his that seemed as though life itself had drained out of them. damp strands of hair clung to his forehead, slipping low enough to reveal the slit of his brows, almost grazing his lashes, beads of water still clinging to them.” He must have just come out of a bath. This was his place, then. Of course. That much was obvious. What wasn’t obvious was why I was here, and given how I’d been dragged in, I doubted I’d be walking out any time soon.Yet he let me freely roam in this room. Which made me even more certain that Oleg was up to something.He hadn’t moved, hadn’t said a word
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 52
ELVIS POVMy thoughts kept returning to his words about my family, "how deep the trouble ran, and how much of it was my fault." I never got the chance to pry the full truth from Luca back at Madam Sveta’s restaurant, or even afterwards. She’d revealed fragments that were not enough to see the full picture. And now… it was too late for answersThe guard sprang up, barking curses. A spike of nervousness shot through me. In my state, I wasn’t sure I could take a man like him, especially with the lingering ache in my stomach reminding me that punching that bastard might not have been my brightest move. His shadow closed in before his fist came flying toward my face. Only, we both underestimated me. My palm lashed out, deflecting the blow, and before his shock registered, I kicked his knee, jamming it sideways. His snarl cracked into a strangled shout.It felt almost too easy. I thought he was the one calling the shots, but his clumsy rage proved otherwise. It seems to me he was just anoth
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