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Processing The Truth

Author: Melaniewrites
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-31 10:45:42

To say she was angry was an understatement. She was livid, and there was no way to calm her down. I preferred her yelling to how silent she was being. She looked capable of killing someone, and it was scary. I wasn’t used to seeing that side of Sonya.

I didn’t even know it existed. I always thought she was not worthy of being a part of the Bratva, but I had seen how wrong I was to think that. She was very capable because if looks could kill, Nikita and I would be dead.

“You killed my mother, and you are sitting there expectantly waiting for what? For me to forgive you? To say something? The man I am supposed to marry killed my mother and has made love to me every single night. He didn’t even think he needed to tell me.”

“You were supposed to be the perfect guy, and you hid this secret for as long as you could. Is there anyone I know who is telling me the truth? Or are you all liars?” She asked. I closed my eyes and looked away. I couldn’t imagine how she felt.

She had been fooled by K
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