Se connecterMy fate was written on paper decades before I left my mother’s womb. Many might envy the Cosa Nostra princess, but what they don’t know is that I am no more than a transaction to my family. A means to an end. I have always been the obedient little sister—keeping my head down and doing exactly what I’m told. That is, until I meet him. No man has ever made me want to throw caution to the wind and dive headfirst into disaster before, but then again, no man has ever made me feel the way he does. I am betrothed to his son. I definitely shouldn’t be sneaking into his bed when no one’s watching. But for once, I’m doing what I want and it feels too good to stop. The rule is simple. Handle business, attend my son’s wedding, and leave. But then I meet his bride and she looks like the angel that has been sent to slay me. The right thing would be to walk away from this madness before I get in too deep. There’s war coming and she’s too much of a distraction to keep around. Except that I’ve never been one to do the right thing, and I’m determined to keep her—even if it means burning down the whole world.
Voir plusALEKSANDR “You killed my soldier?” Dmitiri thunders, turning disbelieving eyes on me.Lifting my eyes from the table, I fix him with a scathing look that has him grinding his teeth. “Watch your fucking tone when you speak to me.”“That man was one of my best soldiers,” he hisses, practically breathing fire as he paces in front of me. “There’s a reason I had him fill in for me yesterday for fucks sake. And what do you do? You go and kill him.”“He put his hands on a woman.”At the reminder, my insides twist with that familiar darkness, and once again, I regret acting in my rage and killing him so quickly.Fuck the quick death I gave to him. He’d deserved to be tortured in more ways than his muscle-for-brains would have been able to comprehend. I’d have made a walking corpse of him, plucked out his organs one after the other and made him eat his fucking dick and fingers. By the time I’d be done with him, he would have been begging for mercy. For death.To think that he’d dared to touch
NATALIAI wake up with a hangover from hell.Rays of sunlight from the window somehow manage to pierce through my eyelids, burning my eyes. Groaning, I reach blindly for a pillow on the bed and cover my face with it. My peace only lasts for three seconds before the pillow is snatched out of my hands.Ugh.“Up you go.” At the sound of the voice, my headache worsens. “Why are you still in bed by this time?”“I’m sleeping. Go away,” I mutter, patting the bed blindly in my search for another pillow. I find none. “Oh, for fucks sake!”“You will watch your language with me, child,” she scolds and her tone has me grumbling under my breath.Guilia’s weathered face is the first sight that greets me when I pop my eyelids open. She’s wearing a scowl, which only brings the numerous lines on her face into stark focus, and her expression is so severe and scary, it actually makes me sit up in bed.A glass with dark yellow liquid appears in front of my face. “Here. Drink.”I take it out of her hands,
NATALIAHe hits the pavement with a loud thud. “The fuck?” He growls like he has any right to look that mad when he’s pretty much been doing the same thing to me, dragging me all over the floor like a freaking rag doll.His hands searching for purchase on the ground, he clambers to his feet. At least he almost makes it—but then he’s snatched by his collar and slammed hard against the concrete. There’s an audible crack and I’m pretty sure it’s the sound of his skull splitting into two. It almost makes me feel bad for him. Almost. But then I remember what he did to me--what he’d been about to do--and I don’t feel so bad anymore.My saviour launches a punch that hits him square in the nose. Grimacing, I turn away when blood gushes out from the injury. I’ve never quite been able to stomach the sight of it. Deciding he’s done beating the man to a pulp, my saviour rises to his full height and turns to me, taking my measure with low-lidded, disinterested ice-blue eyes that make my heart
NATALIAHe’s in the VIP section just like us, sitting with some other men in a secluded booth.I’m presented with a better view of the man the closer I get to him. There are streaks of silver in his hair and the suit he wears screams money, although I can already tell he’s wealthy by his choice of clothing to a club.As though he feels my eyes on him, his head whips up and I’m pinned in place by his piercing blue eyes. I’m sucked into his orbit instantly, rendered breathless by his powerful, magnetic pull.My stomach tightens and a bolt of desire so potent and startling, shoots through me. I almost trip over my own feet from the shock of it.This man is not merely dangerous; he could be fatal to me if I don’t tread with caution. A voice inside my head screams at me to turn around and abort this mission while I’m ahead.Except that he’s already seen me--and I’ve never been one to back down from a challenge.Emboldened by the buzz of the alcohol thrumming through my system, I draw to a
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