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FIFTY-THREE

作者: Chihiro
last update 公開日: 2026-04-12 08:55:09

Viktor

"Where. Is. My. Mark?" I ask her again.

Technically, I do know where it is—the makeup is evident this close.

What I don't know is why the hell she covered it up. The whole point was for her to wear it loud and proud. So dumbasses like Black would get the fucking hint and back the fuck off.

He shouldn't even be here. He shouldn't be allowed to walk inside this building, let alone be here in Anna's office.

Anna's protesting, but I couldn't hear her even if I wanted to—my blood is roaring t
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  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   ONE HUNDRED AND THREE

    AnnaI see the signs for the hospital through the window. If I'm going to get a hold of anyone, I better do it now."Hey, Asya? It's me. Yeah, I'm fine..." I can't finish saying the word. Tears spill from my eyes and lodge a thick lump in my throat. "I'm not," I hiccup. "I'm... I'm... I'm in labor.""Breathe, malyshka." Asya's voice is so soothing in my ear. "Breathe deep; breathe slow. We're on our way."I don't have time to ask her about Viktor. Gerald whips the car up through the ramp to the Emergency Room entrance and leaps out, shouting and waving for the nurses to come help get me out of the car. Ivan pulls up behind us and yanks my door open.Someone pushes a wheelchair over to us. I'm hoisted in and wheeled inside, trying to keep up with the whirlwind of information Carrie is giving the attending nurse."Let's get you in a room." The nurse nods to her colleagues, who begin the check-in process at the desk. "You came at a good time. We should have a doctor taking a look at you

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   ONE-HUNDRED AND TWO

    Anna"Seriously, Momma Blair, I'm fine." I give Carrie a warm smile. "If I wear anything fluffier, I'm going to become a marshmallow."She sighs and helps me slip my feet into the ultra-plush slippers she bought for me as an early baby shower gift. "Are you sure? I can get you another blanket."I've just taken a shower and was greeted upon my emergence with a neatly folded pile of pajamas, a thick robe, these slippers, and a faux fur blanket to wrap around me. I know this is all supposed to help me calm down and feel safe, warm, and comfortable, but...It also kind of makes me feel like they've packaged me in bubble wrap."I'm fine, really. I think I just want to lay down.""After a glass of water." Carrie steers me toward her kitchen. "You sound parched. Have you been drinking enough water lately?"I want to say I have. I want to be able to say I've been taking perfectly good care of myself in the midst of Viktor shattering my heart. That I've been stretching and meditating and drink

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   ONE-HUNDRED AND ONE

    ViktorNik's grinning face is not exactly what I want to see. Solemn, yes. Pissed off, definitely.But grinning to the point of almost laughing? He can fuck right the hell off."Sorry," he says when he sees me glaring at him. He clears his throat and attempts to be more somber. "I just never thought I'd see you in a drunk tank."Rina side-eyes him but focuses on the updates she's brought me. "The lawyers are currently lobbying a slew of complaints and filings at the district court," she says as they both approach the bars of what is, unfortunately, the station's "drunk tank."I'm sure there are more private holdings somewhere in this building, but Smithson seems to have a personal bone to pick with me. I make a mental note to have someone look into that later on, after I'm released.Smithson made an enemy today."And?" I press. "Am I getting out?""Within twenty-four hours, yes. The team is working on shortening that up as much as possible.""How the fuck—" I take a deep breath to cen

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   ONE-HUNDRED.

    ViktorI tug against the chains for the hundredth time. "Is this really necessary?"The officer who's been staring at me blankly for a solid hour doesn't respond.Typical.I've been here for what feels like forever, though time has little meaning here. There are no windows in this room. The only way I know how long it's been is the Rolex on my wrist.On the one hand, it's only been three hours since they arrested me.On the other hand, it's been three fucking hours since they dragged me in here and chained me to the table.Finally—finally—the door opens and someone who looks like he's in charge comes swaggering in."Mr. Ivanov." The man pulls out a chair and sits across the table from me. "I'm Special Agent Aaron Smithson. Apologies for the wait." He frowns at the cuffs chafing my wrists. Then gestures at them with a glance to the officer still standing in the corner. "Seriously?"The officer sighs, then lumbers over to uncuff me."I'm assuming, Mr. Ivanov, that you're not going to lu

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   NINETY-NINE

    AnnaI don't know what else to do. I've tried everything.I've tried calling him. Texting him. Video chat. Email. I even googled "carrier pigeon."Viktor wants nothing more to do with me.Rina's been a listening ear, but she doesn't know what Viktor is doing or why he's ghosting me. Nik is the same; he even took me for a smoothie run just to help me get out of the house for a bit. Asya visits me every day to make sure I eat. I'm pretty sure if she didn't, I wouldn't be eating at all.Thursday was the final straw that broke the camel's back. I asked Dominik to drive me to the office, thinking that maybe it was time to face Viktor in person. We got there, he escorted me into the building, and we were stopped by security."Apologies, ma'am—you're not cleared for entry."My heart dropped into my stomach. "Are you sure? I'm Anna. Viktor's girlfriend." I rested a hand on my swollen womb just for good measure.The guard solemnly nodded. "I'm sure. I'm sorry, but we can't let you through."Ev

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   NINETY-EIGHT

    Viktor"What do you want me to do?""For starters, stop running. Stop hiding." She looks me over, disdain growing on her face. "Stop lying.""Lying?"I don't know what she's talking about... but something in my gut already stings at the accusation."You told Anna you'd be there for everything. For every moment. Through every hardship." She sighs and gives me that look again. "First sign of trouble, you tucked tail and ran."That painful feeling spreads. I think some people call this guilt. I despise it. "I didn't⁠—""Yeah, you fucking did. Call it whatever you want; nothing changes what it is."I don't have anything to say in my own defense. I'm not sure there's anything that can be said to justify the fact that I'd rather sleep on a futon than next to the mother of my child. The woman I said I loved.The woman I swore I'd never leave.Irina shakes her head again and grabs her bag. It seems like there's something more she wants to say, but she decides against it and sees herself out o

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

    ViktorI'm not going anywhere.I have no idea what will happen if she wakes up. But I don't fucking care right now, because I want to know in exquisite detail what has her so hot and bothered—and then I want to make that come to life.I bend toward her. "Tell me what you want, baby," I breathe in h

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

    Anna“How’s dinner?” Viktor asks when he enters the kitchen, a round container of something in his hand. He sets the container down on the island counter.I show him my half-eaten bowl of ramen. “Delicious, as promised. I’m stuffed.”Surprisingly, a small smile tugs at the corners of his mouth. “Sa

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   CHAPTER THIRTY

    ViktorI was hoping to get through dinner with my mother without having to discuss Anna or the pregnancy.Appetizers haven’t even hit the table before that plan goes to shit.“Viktor’s having a baby!” Nik blurts.Thanks a lot, asshole. Thanks very fucking much.Mama’s mouth falls open. “Viktor? Eto

  • Kiss Me Goodbye, Mafia Don   CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

    Viktor“Meeting went well?”“The meeting went perfectly. We approve.”I squint as the gun range pulleys bring the target papers close, each dotted with bullet marks. I need to know who’s the best shot and who needs more training before putting them anywhere near my family.“Approve wholeheartedly,

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