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MariaDimitri’s mouth was demanding and unyielding, but I wasn’t one to be outdone in such matters.His hand moved away to thread his fingers through my hair, melding our lips together like it was a normal thing for us. Like we had done it before.All of my inhibitions had slipped away, and I could only think about the raging fire inside me that wanted him more than anything. The desperation blinded me from the rest of the world.Dimitri swiped at my bottom lip, to which I parted my mouth and allowed him entrance. We were a clash of lips and tongues, fighting for what dominance we could gain. I gave in the moment his hands dropped to my waist, seeking any way to rid me of my dress that seemed like only a problem then.I gripped his suit jacket and pushed it off his shoulders, to which he shrugged it off and threw the material to the floor, not breaking the kiss for even a moment.Just as needy as me, Dimitri collided with me, pushing us both into the mattress. A weak moan passed my l
MariaRefusal mounted higher within me, and I shook my head, sitting on the end of the bed. I turned away from him stubbornly. “I won’t say a word.”Dimitri sighed as if I was just an inconvenience to him. “Don’t be like that, Maria. You are my wife now, and if you’re going to be in this family, then you need to tell me everything you know.”I flushed of all color at that, reminded that I was technically a Lanstov. As much as I despised them, I was technically no better. The very thought was embarrassing. I was legally tied to Dimitri for no better reason than him wanting what I had.A rush of anger consumed me. “I won’t. I never wanted to be one of you.”I couldn’t accept the concept. To me, I was still Maria Esposito. It would be a disservice to my family and our name to think otherwise.Dimitri Lanstov wanted to make a mockery of me, and he’d succeeded at doing exactly that.A new up-and-comer, freshly orphaned and armed with a significant inheritance, was taken down by a Lanstov f
- MariaThe day I had been dreading arrived, and I had never felt more like a shell of my former self.Aria had stopped by the house in the morning, and she swept me away to hers, where she helped me get ready.She did everything from my skincare to my hair and makeup, and she even fitted me into a dress I could hardly stand to look at. Not because it wasn’t beautiful, but because of what it meant.The day went by in a blur.It started with Aria trying her hardest to cheer me up. It made me wonder if my misery was completely genuine, or if I had just gotten better at being complacent. At looking the part.Then, Aria escorted me to the wedding venue. It wasn’t anything fancy—just a small church with someone to officiate the wedding, Dimitri’s family, and a lack of airflow that made me feel lightheaded at one point.Before I knew it, the ceremony had come and gone, and I had no way out of it. I didn’t have anyone swoop in and rescue me. I didn’t have an out. Instead, I was passed the pe
Dimitri “I’m not sure. I have the feeling he didn’t propose the pact for anything other than forming an alliance. And likely because he’s attracted to you.”I stiffened, wondering if she had truly said those words. Heat erupted through my body, dripping in embarrassment.Hearing anything remotely like that about myself made my skin crawl.I wasn’t one to care about feelings or emotions, and I was the strongest out of my brothers when it came to resisting temptations. But to hear Aria suggest I was just like them made me feel humiliated.“What? No way,” Maria barked back, voice flooded with denial. “There’s no chance of it. Dimitri is a brute and a monster, and he’s hellbent on doing everything in his power to tear me down. I may not know his true intentions, but I know that’s part of it.”Monster. Brute.That was what she really thought of me.Maria wasn’t necessarily wrong, but it still made me spiral with anger. Those words came straight from her—those were her true feelings.I did
- DimitriMy knuckles were white as I gripped the steering wheel, fueled by the need to get her back.I didn’t know why—why I was putting myself through hell just to make sure she didn’t squirm away for good. Why I was so determined to lock her in and secure that pact.Beyond wanting to keep her at bay and make sure she couldn’t ever become a bigger threat, beyond wanting her resources and assets, and even beyond needing to know which damned family she was working with, I had no idea. I didn’t know what that pulse of keening determination was inside my chest, or why it was there in the first place.I just knew that the thought of her fleeing from me made that dormant anger flare in me.The marriage pact was supposed to be a sham—a way to humiliate Maria. To ensure I had the last laugh. So, why couldn’t I simply let her go if the stakes were so low?I didn’t have a single answer to my pressing questions, but I knew I needed to find her.The text I got from Roman was the only thing tha
- MariaI couldn’t believe my eyes. It was her.The thought repeated in my mind over and over again as I remained stunned where I stood. It was impossible to move with her right in front of me.The girl I worked with at the pizzeria before the place was raided by Lanstovs. The girl who married the man who kidnapped her.“Maria?” Aria asked, looking me up and down with concern written on her face.“Aria,” I mumbled in return, not sure what to do next.Even if she wasn’t big or intimidating like Dimitri, I felt pinned by her all the same. I couldn’t move despite how a voice in my mind was screaming at me to do so.“Is everything alright?” she asked, glancing around.I swallowed hard. She had been nice to me at the pizzeria, even if I didn’t ever truly give her the time of day. She had been a bit odd and very unlike me, yet she was kind enough.It was almost funny how different she looked since the last time I saw her. That tired old pizzeria uniform was swapped for a cute floral sundres
- DimitriMy brothers shared the same look of disbelief on their faces, mirroring one another.The conference room above the casino was quiet while they all processed the news I’d shared with them, save the faint music coming from the floor below.Sitting in my seat, my gaze flickered between them with a hint of amusement on my face.That same humor gleamed in Valentin’s eyes, but Nikolai was the one who spoke up first.“Maria…Maria Esposito?”I simply nodded.Valentin snorted. “The girl you were supposed to question instead of Aria?” Valentin reiterated, seemingly still mind-boggled. “The girl whose dad and brother were taken out by us?”“The one and only,” I confirmed, watching as their faces became consumed by pure amazement.“How in the holy hell did you manage that?” Roman asked from the opposite side of the table.Shrugging, I leaned back in my chair. “I have my ways.”“It was that damn poker game she invited us to, wasn’t it?” Valentin asked, giving me his usual look of mischi
Maria Waiting those few hours was nothing short of agony, but it had to be done. I had no other choice anyway, not when the lock stayed in that same position it had been in since I arrived.But a familiar knock at the door, light and careful, halted every passing thought I had. Springing to my feet, I silently rushed over to it and hid on the other side, back pressed against the wall.The door opened, and the maid strolled in with a tray in each hand. She tried looking over the top of the lid to see where I was before she went to place them on the cart where the remnants of my breakfast were.Like time stood still, I sprang out from my place, alarming the maid the moment she realized I was there. Startled, the woman fumbled with the trays, just barely steadying one while the other fell, crashing to the floor.By then, I was behind her and out the door, slamming it shut. I turned the lock while the maid panicked from the other side, already aware she had messed up.Standing there for
- MariaI paced the spare bedroom, feeling like an animal trapped in a cage. I walked by the handcuffs again and again, discarded after I had spent some time the night before freeing myself from them.The black dress hugged my curves still, feeling more like an annoying second skin than anything else. The bra was digging into me and I hated every minute of the feeling. That asshole didn’t even have the consideration to give me something else to sleep in.The rage I felt about everything mounted higher and higher, and it was almost blinding.I never intended on losing to him, and yet, I was stuck all the same. Locked in these four walls.Sleeping felt impossible no matter how comfortable the bed was. It was funny that despite how exhausted I was, I couldn’t get a wink with the feeling of my freedom slipping away from me.I was up again before the sun even began to rise, and since then, I had been reluctant to sit again. Pacing the room was the only way for me to ease the unbearable pa