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Author: Marcy Lee
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-18 18:57:32

Zakh

Now that I'd had Alisa once, I wanted her again. Lying here on the bed was torture. She was within reach, just over here, an arm's length away.

I didn't move any closer. Distance would help her adjust to what I explained. I saw how much she struggled to understand, and I couldn't fault her for her naiveté. She was so damn young, so inexperienced with this world. Her father had sheltered her all her life, and now that she'd broken out of that existence, I bet she felt like her whole purpose was shattered.

I'd turned her life upside down, but I stood by my reasoning. It would be for the better. This was the only solution that would ensure my success and her survival.

Because in just these few short days that I'd known her, I didn't want to entertain the possibility of losing her. It didn't make sense how quickly and deeply she'd gotten under my skin. But she had.

I didn't plan to stop that wedding so I could take her for myself. I'd only gone to Plan B and kidnapped her so she woul
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  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   45

    AlisaThe door slammed shut, and I flinched at the loud bang. Just like that, Zakh stormed out of here, leaving me like some thing to ignore. When the going got tough...Stop. I sighed a watery exhale and wiped my face. Tears smeared a hot trail of liquid over my cheeks, and I loathed that he'd pushed me to lose my composure like this. I never cried, never broke down, no matter how hard life would treat me, but he'd gone too far.What else can I fucking do?I shot and killed a man to save him. I chose to marry him and gave up the idea of running to my freedom away from the criminal world we orbited in.And still, he didn't trust me.He'd looked at me with such scathing hatred, assuming I was the bad guy out to get him. That I was working on screwing him over like some ultra-secret femme fatale.I huffed and rolled my eyes. It was so ridiculous that I almost giggled, but I was too upset to loosen up and laugh off his reaction.I wasn't shocked that he'd be jaded and quick to assume the

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   44

    ZakhThree more times, late into the night, I fucked my wife.My wife.I didn't know if or when that phrase would stop getting to me. I'd never thought I'd get married. I would've been content to be a bachelor and remain unattached for the rest of my life.Now that I was married, I couldn't get enough of that phrase.My wife. I was addicted to the fact that she was mine. Mine to possess, to fuck, to protect. Alisa was sworn to me, and I would never forget it.As she slept in, well into the morning on the day after our wedding, I sighed and let her catch up on her rest. I'd worn her out all night long, making good on showing her how hot it could be between us. The chemistry sizzling between us was an unstoppable force. All it took was one heated look, one delicate brush of her skin against mine, and I wanted her again.The wound stretching over my shoulder and onto my back held me back from taking her as roughly as I wanted, but we still made it work.I worked her. Bouncing on my dick

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   43

    Alisa "Remember what I promised?" I stumbled, looking deep into his dark brown eyes as he led me further from the bathroom and toward what seemed to be a richly decorated yet masculine bedroom. Lights were dimmed low, but I wasn't stumbling in the dark. I reached for him, anyway, hanging my arm around his neck and careful not to touch the tender flesh I'd just sewn up and bandaged. "You've made no promises," I argued, hoping I sounded playful, not scared. "You didn't run," he reminded me as he picked up my hand and kissed the spot where my wedding band rested on my finger. "And I told you if you didn't think about running..." He pushed me. I stepped away slightly, and as the backs of my knees hit the mattress, I lost my balance and tumbled onto the king-size bed. Captured by his smoldering look, I scrambled to sit up and watch him, unable to tear my attention away for a single second. His fingers made quick work of his pants. He unzipped and lowered his clothes, and his long, ha

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   42

    AlisaZakh limped with my assistance, but I worried what would happen on the sidewalks. He'd been in better health and was uninjured when those cartel members tried to stop us on our way to our wedding. Now, he was still in pain, shot and beaten, and not as fast to fight. If anyone tried to bother us on the return trip to the apartment, it would be up to me to somehow defend us.I'd gotten lucky with that shot at his cousin. I'd killed Akim because he was within such a close range. It was still a miracle of a shot. I knew how to operate a gun, but my aim and accuracy left much to be improved.I didn't need to worry for long. Maxim saw us to the first floor and led us back to a garage exit. A car was waiting for us, and it was only then that I realized we might not be going back to the first place where he'd kept me.Zakh held the door open for me to enter the passenger side. After he shut the door, he rounded the car with his brother. They continued to speak in hushed tones, but their

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   41

    ZakhThe priest didn't answer, fumbling with sounds and stuttering like he didn't know how to reply.She tried again, asking louder as she remained near me on the floor. "Can you still marry us? Can you stand?"Unbelievable. It was so fucking impossible that I struggled to convince myself of what she said, of what she wanted.She wanted to run. I knew it. I saw it in her eyes. Those beautiful blue orbs had been so hesitant, torn with the urge to flee and abandon me while I was down.But she hadn't. She chose to stay here and still wanted to get married to me.I glanced again at Akim and considered why she'd be so eager to align herself with me. She'd just murdered a prominent man in a rival bratva. She'd be hunted. Targeted. Alone and without support, she'd never make it. Married to me, though, she'd have some protection.Anyone who wanted to punish her for killing Akim would have to go through me first. She knew it. But I suspected she wanted to stay for another reason.As I sat up w

  • Kiss Me, Bravta King   40

    ZakhI killed him.I killed a man. Not just anyone, but the heir to the Antonov Bratva.My nerves were already frayed. Inside my mind, thoughts and rational connections struggled to connect and fire. In a shell-shocked state of stupor, I breathed hard and willed my heart to keep up with this suspense and danger.The sheer incredulity, too.I killed him.I'd never used violence like this, not directed at anyone, but more than that, I'd never, ever been in the position to take someone's life.Zakh moaned, rolling his head to see his cousin dead on the floor. I snapped out of the haze of pure shock and ran my hands over him. My fingers were coated with blood from the wound on his shoulder, but as I hurried to check him over, I realized the bullet hadn't entered straight through him. He must have twisted as he'd tackled me, leaving his shoulder and back to take the brunt of that bullet grazing him deeply."Are you...?" I couldn't speak. My vocal cords were stiff, frozen from the shock, bu

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