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Author: Marcy Lee
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Lara

I didn't sleep for long. The locks on the door clicked, rousing me from the light slumber I'd managed. I sat up just as the wooden panels were flung open.

Anatoli.

He hurried into the suite, cutting across the carpet with long strides. His focus was on me, steadfast and with a frantic gaze that alarmed me. That wasn't all that I noticed, with my heart in my throat and my pulse going haywire.

From the light spilling in from the hallway, the double doors wide apart after his hasty entrance, I saw enough to toss the covers off me and scramble to stand and meet him in the middle.

We hadn't talked. We had no time to hold a conversation about what was going on between us. All we'd shared was a stubborn craving for each other, a physical lust that couldn't be stoppered or delayed.

Something more was there. Another thing—an emotional force a lot like care—bound me to worrying about him in this state.

"Anatoli!"

If he didn't show up so suddenly and rush in like this, I would've been conce
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  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   47

    AnastasiaFor the first three days that we recovered and relaxed at the Antonov mansion in New York, I wondered when the meetings would ever end.Zakh Antonov wasn't as frightening as I thought he might be. I met him first, and my initial impression of the Pakhan was that he was younger than I thought he'd be. He'd have a long time to grow into his position as the head of the family.He was tough, though, as evident in his thorough interrogations in the aftermath of all that went down after I was taken to the place Malik had been held captive."You didn't see Erik near him, though?" he asked.I got it. This man cared about his organization. His love was obvious for his brothers. He seemed to circle back to questions about the interactions between Erik and Malik, but I had nothing to tell him, not really.I shook my head. "No. Not in the time that I was at that second place near the water. He argued with someone named Andre, and that was the last I saw of Erik. I escaped and looked for

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   46

    MaximOld, derelict buildings offered shelter the closer I came to the address that Tom had given me. Speeding through the traffic-less streets arranged in an organized maze of parallels and right angles, I had a clear route toward the biggest structure.To my left, Lake Michigan's waves pummeled the shore. With the window down, the smell of the water reached me. It wasn't like the humid coast of Mexico, but it felt like déjà vu, rushing toward Anastasia in an area that hugged a body of water."She'd better be here," I growled to myself.I didn't doubt Tom. Somehow, I felt confident that he was right. The determination in his voice wasn't fake. That agent really wanted Lev Avilov caught and captured to be charged or killed.My biggest worry was that Anastasia might have already been moved.I narrowed my eyes at the horizon on the choppy waves. Boats would be out there. They always were. But if Lev already moved her onto his, I'd need to haul my ass to catch one off the land.I sped al

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   45

    AnastasiaOnce I had the door open a few inches, I peered out and watched down the hall. It was empty, but further out, I heard the sounds of children crying, men shouting, and machinery like trucks being moved.Here goes. I nearly shook with nerves as I stepped out of the room. They were criminals who'd done this before. They wouldn't have locked me up so carelessly, I bet, if there weren't multiple layers of security around this place. But no one waited in this hall. I had no guards posted at this door.I slipped out, wincing at the throb in my leg from Erik's kick, but I ignored it. Creeping down the hall, I breathed as quietly as I could and stepped as lightly as possible.Still, no one came.I reached the end of the hall and tried to search down another. Getting an idea of the layout was my first step. But as I went, seeking an exit, I looked for a weapon.A hammer lying on the floor became mine, and I held it firmly as I continued to sneak out.The longer I went snooping without

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   44

    AnastasiaThey drove me to another building along the lakeshore. I was still gagged, but on the way there, I fiddled the best I could with the zip ties on my wrist.Being moved didn't improve my odds. But losing one of the bindings had to help. Erik and his friend hadn't noticed that one strap was missing. Even though I was sure I could lower my arms and break the last tie, I bided my time and waited.I had to run wisely. If I took off on foot, they'd catch me. I was dehydrated, starving, tired, and overwhelmed by constant stress and anxiety. Any of these Avilov men around this second storage-like building would catch me. They'd easily overpower me, too.I needed a weapon. I had to secure a means of fleeing other than on foot. And as I was pushed to walk past a room where it looked like children were beaten and chained up, I knew I had to think of others, not just myself.I'd always considered myself a loner on the run. Never making attachments—other than Maxim. Seeing those captive h

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   43

    Maxim"What's the difference?" I couldn't answer him. Ever since Anatoli helped free the trafficked women from the Ortez Cartel, we were sending the women out where they'd be safe. We'd never dealt with selling humans, and Zakh intended to keep it that way. This agent asking whether I had a sold woman would be a tricky question. Technically, Anastasia was sold to Lev, via promises.To answer him that she was my woman would be more complicated. That would ensure she would forever be associated with me in any law database. He would share this intel with his agency, and Anastasia would have that label—a Mafia wife.But she already is. The Rostovas were a small family, but Vladimir was involved in transporting arms. He was in the Mafia."She's mine," I answered at last."According to you? Or her?""Both. Enough with the fucking games.""I have to check." He glanced around, as though he couldn't snap out of being observant at all times. "I can't collaborate with you for the purpose of traf

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   42

    MaximAfter my call with Zakh, Yusef reported in. He was quick to act in my stead, just like I knew he would be. Not only did he give my brothers and our top leaders replacement, brand-new phones and lines, but he also provided me with all their contacts.Until we knew how the breach and hack had happened that allowed us to be tracked, we couldn't determine how long these new numbers would remain safe. As such, I spoke with caution.Anatoli called me before I left the building. He was quick to reach out, asking how he could help. Word of Anastasia's being taken had spread at home, and my brothers wanted to assist me.Before, I would've been annoyed, almost offended for them to come to me and offer help. Usually, it was the other way around. I was typically the one at the mansion, at the computer, and backing them up with the intel and details they needed to be safe and successful out there. Now, the roles were reversed. But I knew he wasn't stepping on my toes or trying to prove that

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