تسجيل الدخولRENEE “Excuse me?”“You heard me.”I shook my head.“I definitely didn't.” I said, “Because for a second there it sounded like you asked me out to dinner.”“That is exactly what I did.” I stared at him for another few seconds before throwing my hands into the air.“Are you bipolar?” I let out,The smile on his face widened.“Because what the fuck do you mean by I should go on a date with you?”I pointed at him accusingly.“A minute ago, you were threatening me with a fucking gun.” I continued, “You had me dragged into this room and accused me of being some sort of spy and now...” I laughed in disbelief. “…now you want to have dinner?”“What kind of insane person does that?”He regarded me calmly, completely unbothered by my outburst.“I am curious about you," he said. “That’s all.”I blinked.“You are…” I scoffed. “What you are is unbelievable.”“So? Dinner?”“No! I am not going on a date with you.”His expression didn't change.“Why not?”“Seriously?” I laughed. “You've been nothin
SERGEI “You know this is against the law!”I stopped just outside the interrogation room. Even through the closed door, I could hear her.“You can't keep me here against my will!” she yelled.One of the guards standing outside looked at me apologetically.“She hasn't stopped talking, Boss.”I couldn't help but smirk.“That's alright.”I pushed the door open. She immediately turned toward me.The confidence she'd walked in here with hadn't disappeared at all. If anything, she looked even more annoyed than frightened.Quite a performance she was putting on.“Perfect,” she snapped. “The psychopath finally decided to show up.”I closed the door behind me.“You stole from me.” I said,She threw her hands into the air.“I did not steal from you," she said. “I returned your wallet.”I leaned casually against the table.“If I had actually stolen from you,” she continued, “then you wouldn't be seeing the wallet ever again, now would you?”I laughed at this, but that seemed to further infuriat
RENEE “What the fuck did you do?”I jerked awake so violently that I nearly rolled off the couch. I blinked up at the blurry figure standing over me."Iris?"I watched as she paced back and forth the length of the parlor. Her phone was clenched tightly in one hand while she dragged the other through her hair."Iris?" I repeated.She stopped long enough to look at me."What the fuck did you do, Renee?"I frowned, still half asleep."What do you mean?""What do I mean?" She laughed, but there wasn't an ounce of humor in it. "You tell me."I pushed myself upright, rubbing my eyes. She looked panicked, her face was pale and dark circles hung beneath her eyes."Renee..." she said. "What happened last night?""Why are you asking me like that?"She shoved her phone toward me."I woke up to twenty-three missed calls from my boss and twelve text messages." She unlocked the screen before pointing to another notification."Even Mia texted me.""Mia?""The girl who got you into the club.""Oh."
SERGEI“Fuck…”The word came out as little more than a groan. My head felt like someone had taken a sledgehammer to it.I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping the pounding behind them would ease.It didn't."What the hell..."I slowly pushed myself upright. Immediately, the room tilted, and I had to catch myself against the edge of the couch before taking several slow breaths.Easy.The last thing I remembered was the club. The masked dancer.Her.Fragments of the night drifted through my mind right now. I remembered her fiery ginger hair and the fucking mask.“I brought her to the house with me.” I groaned.She had finally agreed to remove the mask, right after we had wine.Then... Nothing.My gaze wandered downward. I wasn't on the couch. I was on the floor."...Why the fuck am I on the floor?"I looked around, still trying to process what was going on."...What?"She knocked me unconscious. But how?I slowly climbed to my feet, one hand pressed against my throbbing temple. I made my way t
RENEE “Excuse me?”I stared at him, convinced I had misheard.Surely, I had.The music pounding through the club suddenly felt distant as I searched his face for some sign that he was joking.He wasn't. He merely watched me with those infuriatingly calm eyes."What did you just say?" I asked.His lips curved into a small smile."I meant no disrespect." He said."Oh?" I glared at him, folding my arms across my chest."I simply thought...""You just thought because I was dancing at a nightclub, it meant I was a hooker or something along those lines." I completed the sentence for him while trying my best to remain calm.One of his shoulders lifted in a casual shrug."I am not wrong to assume that, am I?"The absolute fucking audacity of this man. For a second, I genuinely considered throwing the drink he had on the counter in his face.Instead, I laughed. Because if I didn't laugh, I was liable to slap him."You've got some nerve." I said, "I've known you for all of thirty seconds, and
SERGEI“You really thought you could surprise me?”I laughed as I stepped out of the private terminal. The Dubai heat hit me instantly, warm and dry against my skin after hours on the plane.Standing a few feet away, dressed in a charcoal suit with his hands tucked into his pockets, was Nikolai.I shook my head."You ruined my grand entrance." I said.A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.I walked toward him before pulling him into a quick embrace."It is good to see you, brother.""You too."We pulled apart."How did you know I was coming?" I asked."I have my secret ways."I snorted."Meaning?"He only smiled."I could tell you." he said, “But… then they would not be secret anymore."I rolled my eyes. One of the men he came with stepped forward and took my bag before loading it into the waiting SUV. I climbed into the passenger seat while Nikolai slid in beside me.As the convoy pulled away from the airport, I looked out at Dubai's skyline.It had been years since I'd visited.
NIKOLAII walked into my father’s study where his council were waiting.“Nikolai” One of them clasped me on the back.“I did not think you would arrive so soon and with the girl.” My father’s second in command nodded at me.“It was not hard to find her” I said.No way was I going to tell them to th
KATYAWe landed in Russia three hours later.I stared out the window at the gray skies and endless stretch of snow-covered ground while panic clawed its way through my chest again.This could not be real.People did not just get kidnapped and flown across the world because their estranged father ap
KATYACold fear crashed into me so fast as my eyes locked on the gun pointed directly at my face.“What are you talking about?”“When were you going to tell me that you are Viktor Orlov’s daughter?” he asked quietly.I blinked at him.Viktor Orlov…My father.My eyes widened in confusion.“How do yo
NIKOLAIHer anniversary?And that bastard had spent it with his cock out in my club.My jaw tightened.What kind of man does that?No…scratch that.I knew exactly the kind of man that did that.The kind that did not deserve a woman like her.“What the hell does Kotyonok even mean?”Her voice cut th







