Anna Bateman Everyone fears Roman Petrov, a rich, handsome Mafia boss and ends up in his hotel room due to some unforeseen circumstances. He's my first client but he won't believe that. My life used to be simple until it wasn't when my fathers shady deals caught up with him and destroyed my family. Roman Petrov The rules of my world. There's no room for errors, no tolerance for liars. I'm a possessive man, she knew before she stepped into my world and I won't be satisfied until I have all of her. We should have parted ways after one night but she became and addiction I couldn't seem to shake. She is a goddess wrapped in all my maddest temptation. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel a spark threatening to explode inside me for her.
Lihat lebih banyakAs mama and I returned from the Sol family dinner, I loved going to family dinners, “wait here mi amor let me get your father downstairs so we can eat the leftovers from the party,” I watched her walk away.
Few minutes later she came back. I ran upstairs trying to know what happened when I saw it. Mama passed me with a Gun in hand and rosary around her neck, she reached for her bedroom When she entered, my father was screwing another woman. “So I’ll be dead by the holidays, cabrón?” She shouted as he was, scrambling from the bed to his feet, naked. “Maria! I can explain everything!” Dad shouted back as his accent shifted from British to Southern mid-sentence. He pulled on his pants, and she let him. “Please, calm down! And for goodness’ sake, put the pistol away.” Lightning flared, matching her mood. I finally understood the phrase “seeing red.” because that was my mother’s eyes at that moment. She pointed the gun at the woman frozen on the bed. “Who the hell is she?” Papa raised his palms. “Talk to me.” dad didn’t like my mother's attention on her? “She’s an old friend who was passing through town.” His blond brows drew together. “This didn’t mean anything. I just missed you so much, darling—I was momentarily weak. I was so stupid. But we can work this out. You are the one that I love.” He was good. Papa lied too good Well, he's a lawyer, aren't they all liars? The stranger stood, wrapping a sheet around herself. She was tall and slender, with long sandy brown hair and porcelain skin. “May I get my clothes?” Lightning flashed again. “No. You move closer to him. NOW, puta(bitch).” waved the gun, and she hurried to his side. Even in this situation, they somehow looked dignified together, a sterling couple. Mom turned towards dad. “If you lie to me again, I will shoot you in your scrawny dick. Since when has this been going on?” “What are you talking about! Have you lost your mind?” Dad eyes appeared stunned, as if she’d sprung this information on him—out of nowhere. “This is just a momentary lapse of judgement.” he repeatedly said How could he be so believable? For the tiniest instant, I thought to myself, Well, I did know that. I shook my head. “ Well I've had people following you for months as you've been trying to get my inheritance and beaches to your name?” Papa looked shocked. “You’re accusing me of theft? When I’ve never wanted a penny that belonged to you? I’ve never even raised my voice. Everyone knows how much I adore you. All our friends talk about my devotion.” In other words, if I cried, “Murder plot!” no one would believe me. Mama shouted with tears running down her eyes “What’s in the case in that safety-deposit box?” “Case? Now what are you going on about, darling? How did we go from my—admittedly stupid—screwup to murder?” There was that reasonable voice again. Trying to get mom to believe him I've heard it over the years How much had he been gaslighting me and mom in the past? “I heard you two having sex and plotting, cabrón. No one’s celebrating my murder in Aspen this year.”the strange woman was unraveling. “I told you this one was trouble!” I sneered to her, “With a capital fucking T, Puta.” Back to papa. Mom cocked the pistol, movie-style, and aimed it at his groin. “Try lying to me again.” He narrowed his eyes. “You won’t shoot me. If you do, all your money—now my money—will go to me. You signed over everything to Anna a year ago.” “Then you’re right. It doesn’t make sense to shoot you.” she turned the gun to the mistress “I should shoot her. She’d be your heir, no?” “Maria !” His breath left him, his voice scaling higher as he said, “Don’t hurt her. Please.” The most shocking revelation of the night? This monster truly loved his mistress. “Don’t make me hurt her! Answer my questions.” Staring down a gun barrel, the mistress said, “I will answer them for you. We can talk about this. In this case, there’s a syringe. It was the injection that is supposed to be given to you tonight.” My lips parted. He wanted mama dead. She continued, “We targeted you for the land. Charles, no Lucas —knows how to break the trust and split your money.” Shock muffled our faces, but I needed to stay sharp. Why does his mistress admit these things? I gazed at them through watering eyes. The two were farther apart from each other. While she stalled, he’d been sneaking closer to his dresser! He has a gun in there. “Stop where you are, Lucas.” Mama said Keeping the pistol trained on him, she moved toward the dresser. “You got a gun? I’ll be taking it, as well as the key to that safety-deposit box.” She pulled open the top drawer, taking her gaze off them for a split second— Lightning blazed; he threw a lamp at mama. Everything happened so fast. She deflected with her arm. The old pistol went off. BOOM! A dark spray arced across the room toward me, splattering my face and chest. Blood? From the mistress’s throat?? Her hands clamped her neck to stem the spray, but it kept welling up in spurts. Her body collapsed. Papa dropped to his knees beside her, frantically clutching the wound, as if trying to put the blood back in. Coated in crimson, he yelled over his shoulder, “What have you done, Linda ?” Dimly I realized his accent had changed again. “You bitch! What have you DONE?” His mistress Linda made ugly, wet sounds. Before I could process that fact another BOOM went off and mama’s blood was sprayed across the floor. I ran out of the house as fast as I could and never looked back. That night I found out my father was a con man and my mother a murdered heiress and my father also had a mistress.ROMAN “I don’t know,” I cry out, suddenly panicked. How could I not know? “I don’t remember anything. I was asleep after the wedding, Callie and then I woke up and she was gone.””Where were the guards? They must have seen something,” she cries.I shake my head in fear.“What did the police say?” she stammers.“Yes. I will call them now. Get over here now!” I yell and hang up and I dial 911.“Hello, police?” the lady’s voice casually speaks.“Police!” I yell.“Hello, this is the police,” the police officer’s voice is calm.“This is Minister Roman Petrov. My wife, Ana Petrov, and I are staying on a yacht There’s blood everywhere and I can’t find her,” I cry frantically.“Whose blood is it, sir?” the officer asks calmly.“I don’t know,” I cry as my eyes dart around at the men all combing the water. “I woke up and she was gone and blood is everywhere,” I sob out loud.I put my hand over my mouth and dry-retch. I run to the side and vomit over the side of the boat. I put
ROMAN The sound of the water crashing on the side of the boat wakes me up.As I inhale sea air.It’s still a bit dark but the sun is just coming. It’s so cold. I roll over and put my arm out for Ana. She's not in bed with me. She must be in the bathroom. I fall back off to sleep but wake again half an hour later, freezing. Fuck it’s so cold. Wind blows through the room and I frown and sit up.“Zolotse,” I call out. No answer, just the sound of the water still gently hitting both sides of the boat. It’s morning already. She must have left the door open.“Moya Roza, come back to bed. What are you doing?” I call again. Fuck, she’s angry at me for yesterday. No wonder, I carried on like a raving mad man last night. I don’t even remember going to bed. Christ, I didn’t even drink much. I slowly get out of bed and look down at myself. I’m still in the clothes I wore to the wedding. I must have been drunk out of my head. I never sleep with clothes on. I shake my head in
ANA“No,” I scream. “I’m not putting up with this.” My angry eyes flick around to the guards who are all following me out to the road, unsure what to do.“Don’t make me come and get you!” Roman Furiously yells across the carpark. The people who are standing around all gasp. Oh god, this is embarrassing but I’m too mad to care.“Come and get me, asshole. I’m not putting up with this shit from you,” I yell as I continue to storm out toward the road.“You fucking guards are hopeless. Get her!” he yells at them. He turns and starts to sprint after me and I run. “Get the car,” I snap at Zoran and he nods, realising I have just run to get Roman’s mind off yelling and onto chasing me back.I continue to run at my own speed and Roman Catches up to me. “Where do you think you’re going, huh?” He staggers as if dizzy and I frown.“Away from you, asshole,” I snap at him. He must be drunker than I thought.“Get in the car. I’m taking you home,” he snaps“To Miami?” I scream, hurt
ANA“Uhhh” Callie looks at me like I’ve lost my mind.“If Roman isn’t going to sleep in our room, then neither am I.”“And just where do you want this mattress?”“ Here of course, so I can hang out with you.” I stand, taking the plate with me. “I have some luggage to park.”++++++++++++++++++++++++Seven hours later we are at the wedding. I think I have been introduced to everyone on the planet who has a huge bank balance. I will never in a million years remember any of their names. A lot of people are from Bravta- related activities as Sasha and his new bride are Bravta old money.so the Bravta world is here too. Zoran, Dimitri and our security are just hanging outside. They ate the same meals as us but in another room they seem to be having their own party.So we are at a hall, silly me thinking the wedding was on a yacht, it's the after party, that's on the yacht.Well my bikinis are all parked up.We are seated at the table with Sergei, Ivan, Nikolai, Dominic and the girls
ANABlinking, I see a plate filled with scrambled eggs, and avocado on some toast on the coffee table in front of me.And next to that, a plate with a sandwich. And two different flavors of bottled soda drinks.“I’d recommend skipping the breakfast,” Callie’s voice startles me from across the room and I jump.“Jesus.” She’s just sitting in one of the armchairs, phone in her lap. “Were you watching me sleep?”She lifts a shoulder. “Yep, Roman lost his shit when he found you sleeping on the couch.”That makes me sit up. “Rome was out here?”“Yeah, and I happened just arrive so we can start packing for the wedding on a yatch. Then he said I get to sit right the fuck here until she goes to bed.” She deepens her voice imitating Roman on the last part. “So it looks like I’m back on Ana Duty.”I don’t know how to feel.Him worrying about me means Well, it means something.That he cares about me,if he could just stop feeling guilty.At least a little. But him not willing to sit out
ROMAN “That’s not enough of a problem?” “You were there.” He reminds me. “I was there when your wife got kidnapped and held at gunpoint because of you. I know what it feels like to fail the person you love.” He pauses and drags in a deep breath. “But what I don’t understand is why you’re getting drunk and sleeping alone. If that happened to my woman , you couldn’t drag me from her side.” “You still can’t,” I grumble. “Roman.” Sasha says my name like he knows I’m hiding something. I drop my head, the shame of it all weighing me down. “She flinched away from me.” And Goddamn, does that hurt to say out loud. “When?” “When she first woke up, after I nearly killed Dario.” I take a breath, reliving the moment for the hundredth time. “She was rolling over at the base of the stairs, and I reached for her. Because I didn’t think she should move. And she flinched.” “What does that mean?” “She’s scared of me!” I shout the admission out loud feeling so much shame and
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