ログインLELLAThe terrifying rage rolling off Viktor’s posture seemed to vanish the exact millisecond his eyes locked onto mine. For a fleeting moment, the deadly coldness in his face melted. He faintly smiled and his dark green eyes softened with warmth.A gasp of relief caught in my throat, but the fragile moment was violently shattered."40 million!” the announcer's voice boomed over the speakers. My eyes widened.The f*ck!It was the wealthy man in the front row with a sickening grin plastered across his face. The digital scoreboard above my head flickered and the numbers jumped instantly.The warmth in Viktor's eyes vanished, replaced instantly by a fire. "100 million!” the announcer barked, his voice cracking with shock. Woah! A gasp rippled through the luxury couches. I was so shocked that someone wanted me for a hundred million rubles. The wealthy men murmured, looking around in confusion to see who had just thrown down a million dollars from the dark. But the greed in the
LELLAI stepped out of the bathroom with a feeling of being exposed too much. The shimmering lingerie clung to my skin, the plunging neckline and lace panels making me feel completely naked in the chilly air of the room. I managed to splash some cold water on my face and tame my tangled hair, but no amount of fixing up could hide the fear and fury in my eyes.I stood in the center of the room, crossed my arms over my chest to cover myself as best as I could, and glared directly at the blinking red eye of the CCTV camera."I did what you wanted. Now let me out."I braced myself for the mocking voice to crackle through the speaker with his twisted approval. But the speaker remained silent. Instead, the electronic lock on the door suddenly clicked.My breath hitched in my throat as I instinctively took a step back and watched the door swing open. But it wasn't the sophisticated villain behind the camera who stepped through. It was two of the massive, bearded men from that building.
LELLA“Oh hell…” I groaned as a sharp throb shot straight through my temples. I opened my eyes while touching the back of my head.Then I froze when I felt like I was on a soft bed.The room spun violently around me for a few seconds when I slowly sat up. As my vision finally stabilized, I gasped in horror as my pulse thrummed anxiously.The room was opulent, completely drenched in shades of crimson red. Red velvet drapes hung from the tall windows, a red carpet covered the floor, and the massive canopy bed I was sitting on was covered in intricate red-and-white lace linens.Where the fuck am I?!I squeezed my eyes shut, clutching my throbbing head as I tried to piece together how I got here. The memory came back in a flash.I got separated from Thomas and Lev when the commotion broke out at the station. My bag was lost, I found a basement cafe, and then a girl helped me– no! She betrayed me! She sold me to those ugly armed men!But then... Right after the girl had walked out, some
VIKTORNo, no, no.I threw the door open and hit the ground running before the car had even fully stopped rocking."LELLA!!!" "Sir, stay back! The structure is unstable!" Thomas shouted, grabbing my arm as I charged toward the blazing structure."Get off me! She’s in there!!!” I snarled, violently ripping my arm out of his grip and raising my gun.The massive orange and yellow flames ripped through the corrugated iron roof, tearing into the dark sky and turning the falling blizzard into a surreal shower of golden ash. My elite team moved quickly, forming a perimeter. Two of my men tackled a side door with a hydraulic ram, breaching it in a shower of sparks, but a backdraft of heat forced them back, coughing violently into their vests.I sprinted toward the main loading dock as the terror of being too late was suffocating me. I didn't care about the crumbling roof, if she was inside that fire, I would go in after her."LELLA!" I screamed into the burning abyss while my eyes sc
VIKTORThe girl slumped against a stack of wooden crates. Her hands were crudely bound behind her back with thick zip ties and a strip of duct tape on her mouth. When her terrified eyes met mine, she began to thrash with a muffled shriek rising from her throat.“She's the girl who drove Mrs. Volkonsky here, sir.” Thomas' remarks made my jaw clench.So, she's the one who sold my wife into a living nightmare.I lunged forward, grabbed the collar of her heavy coat, and violently yanked her off the floor. She screamed against the tape as I threw her like a rag doll into the main room. She groaned in pain, curling into a ball. But before she could even try to sit up, I dropped my knee heavily onto her chest, pinning her to the floor, and slammed the cold muzzle of my gun directly against her temple.I ripped the duct tape off her mouth, taking a layer of skin and hair with it, causing her to scream and sob hysterically."Gde ona?! Gde zhenshchina, kotoruyu ty syuda privyol?! Otvet' mn
VIKTORDamn it to hell!The leather cracked when I slammed my hands against the steering wheel as the tires of my SUV screeched, fighting for traction on the black ice of the Moscow streets. The windshield wipers were sweeping frantically, doing nothing to clear the blinding whiteout of the storm, but I didn't care. I pressed my foot harder on the accelerator, pushing the vehicle to its absolute limit.Lella was here, in my city, lost in the dead of winter, without a phone, without money, and without protection.When Thomas had called me four hours ago to tell me they had lost her in a stampede at Leningradsky station, I had nearly ripped my desk out of the floorboards. What is she doing here? In the middle of the snowstorm? Did she not check the weather before coming here? Are Thomas and Lev that incompetent?She was supposed to be safe in Saint Petersburg, preparing to fly back to New York, away from me. Instead, she's lost in an unfamiliar city and her incompetent, worthless b







