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Chapter 9

Penulis: Roxanna Armstrong
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Vera

Dressing up had been nice. I wore long black jeans and a white top with so many ropes. It had one around my neck, on each of my wrists, on my waist, and somewhere on my back. Then I paired my attire with white heels. If I had not become an artist I could have done very well as a stylist.

As I step out into the elevator with my bodyguards, it reopens, and I see Irena.

“Oh, we are ready just about the same time. Isn’t that wonderful? I would not have liked to wait in the reception and
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    NikolaiThe early morning light filters through the curtains, casting soft shadows across Vera's sleeping face. I watch her for a moment longer than necessary, memorizing the peaceful curve of her lips, the way her hair spills across the pillow like silk.Last night, I'd been convinced I'd lost her. That the Sicilians had finally made good on their threats and torn apart our room looking for the documents they believed I had. The fear that gripped me when I found the destruction, when I couldn't find her anywhere, it was a feeling I never wanted to experience again.But she'd simply been at a business meeting. Handling her father's business in her gallery.The relief I felt when she walked through that door was so overwhelming I'd nearly forgotten to be angry.I lean down, pressing my lips gently to her forehead. She stirs slightly, a soft sigh escaping her, but doesn't wake. Good. She needs the rest, especially after the chaos of last night.And she doesn't need to be anywhere near

  • His To Claim    Chapter 13

    Vera"Where were you?" His voice was deadly low and I considered the consequences of taking another step away from him.I stand there, pulse racing, wondering how to answer. I could lie. I should lie.But something about the barely leashed fury in his posture made me reckless."My father's associates needed paperwork handled. I manage the legal side of his gallery contracts." I lift my chin. "I didn't realize I needed to ask permission to do my job."The silence that follows is suffocating."Your job," he repeats slowly, dangerously, "is to inform me when you leave this house.""I'm not your prisoner, Nikolai."He closes the distance between us in two strides, backing me against my car. One hand braces against the metal beside my head while the other grips my jaw, forcing me to meet his eyes through that damned mask."No, *solnyshka*, you're my wife. Which means when you disappear for hours, don't answer your phone, and sneak back into my house like a thief, I'm going to have question

  • His To Claim    Chapter 12

    Nikolai's POV “When can we expect payment from the Morozov’s?” Philip asks as he turns the page of his thick old ledger. “In two days,” I reply approaching the table and take a seat across from him. “Why the fuck won’t you let Dimitri get you a laptop? You can’t keep, documenting our financial records in that.” I gesture at the ledger he’s still writing intently in. There had been more than one occasion where I had ordered him to turn the ledgers in to have them handled, preferably burned, but no amount of threats worked on Philip. Partly, because he knew I couldn't hurt him, which only made me want to burn the ledgers more. He looks at me over the rim of him glasses. “I’m not leaving sensitive information in some electronic box where anyone can access it.” “There are things called firewalls, Philip. No one can access your stuff with one of those installed.” “Doesn’t mean I'm comfortable with them.” As much as I want to give up on trying to convince him to use any

  • His To Claim    Chapter 11

    Vera I didn't consider myself to be a very violent person, but as I stood in front of this I'd man, I was considering changing my ways. Nothing would have made me happier than being able to kill him. A gun will be too violent. A noose would be too ancient. And a knife blade to the wrist would be too silent. So, the question became, How could a once-glorious life be ended swiftly and precisely, with minimum mess yet maximum impact? But he didn't seem to get that I didn't want him in my personal space given that he took another step closer to me. “Being closer to me will serve you much better.” He says bluntly. At least he had tried being vague for as long as he could. I had hoped my vague response was a hint enough and would get him to fuck off, but no such luck. I resist the urge to look him down. Is he mad? He surely couldn't be suggesting… “Your father is only getting weaker,” he drawls, cigar smoke rolling from his lips. “It will serve you well to work with us.” “A

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    NikolaiThere were three categories of foolish people I did not like to meet, ever. Number one, people who could not remain loyal. The reason for that is quite obvious, if I could not trust you I would rather you stayed with the other billions of humans that I did not personally know. Loyalty took priority over everything.Number two, people who did not know their boundaries. I did not like people constantly stepping on my toes. I knew the things I could or could not do to other people and I respected that. I simply like to be given the same respect. I only ever push back when I am pushed. Granted, when I push back it is always excessive. But people would never be learning their lessons otherwise. So, it was a necessary evil.And people who could not cover up their tracks after a terrible job done. It was not a terrible thing to mess up a job. It happens to the best of us. Sometimes, things simply spiral out of one’s control so badly, doing a good job might have been impossible. Tha

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    Vera Dressing up had been nice. I wore long black jeans and a white top with so many ropes. It had one around my neck, on each of my wrists, on my waist, and somewhere on my back. Then I paired my attire with white heels. If I had not become an artist I could have done very well as a stylist. As I step out into the elevator with my bodyguards, it reopens, and I see Irena. “Oh, we are ready just about the same time. Isn’t that wonderful? I would not have liked to wait in the reception and I’m glad I didn't.” “Your dress looks really nice on you.” Irena does a little spin in her sage green dress with a smile on her face. “Oh, I know.” And we both laugh at that. I could see that I was going to enjoy this outing, I could even ask if we could do it again soon. Then we met him. “Irena, what a wonderful surprise.” She reaches out to hug the man. He looks a little familiar but I can not seem to recognize him. “It would only have been a surprise if you didn’t know that I was c

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