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Lev
Nothing else in this world matters but Eliza. Any misplaced anger and frustration I felt toward her has dissolved into desperation. I need to save her. If I loseher, I’ll never be able to forgive myself.I wouldn’t deserve to be forgiven. The best thing that could possibly happen to me would be for my own life to be taken as well, so at least I can apologize to her if there’s a life after this.But I’m not going to let that happen.I jump out of the car, using my body to shield Eliza from the flying bullets as I charge toward her. They’re coming from the building across the street, judging by the volume and echo, so my best bet is to get her away from the bank and back toward the car. It’s bulletproofed, making it a far better option for cover.Eliza’s hazel eyes are wide with terror as I rip her away from the shattered brick, barking orders that even I can’t hear over the deafening noise of gunshotRelated chapters
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Eliza The alarms that should be going off in my head at Lev’s admission to being in the Mafia are silent. Instead, a feeling of calm washes over me because everythingmakes sense.I should be terrified, but I’m not. I just have more questions.“Why didn’t you tell me about this before?” I ask, finally sliding onto the couch as Lev had requested. I figure it’s better to create some kind of understanding instead of continuing to argue, especially since he’s opening up.He stands beside me, leaning on the couch but refusing to join me. Maybe he’s still scared that I’m going to punch him.And maybe I will, depending on what he says.Lev laces his fingers together, looking down at his feet as he thinks. Even though I’m mad at him, I still find him unbelievably attractive, especially when he carried me on his shoulder like I weighed nothing. His power is intoxicating, and it’s all I can do not to
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Lev I step out of the car, the cold air raising the hairs on the back of my neck. I have a feeling that getting money from Asher isn’t going to be as easy as the first time. He’ll wantto wait on writing another check until the one Eliza lost expires, but that would be a whole ninety days.I’m not allowing that to happen. If this Bratva is going to function properly, there needs to be a basic level of trust, especially when it comes to money.Most of the lights are off when I step into Asher’s gallery, but I spot him on the far side of the common area, adjusting a lopsided painting while standing on an old wooden stepladder.There’s this little part of me, the impishly impulsive one, that wants to shout at him and cause him to fall from the ladder. I don’t like him, and the idea of him breaking his knees on the marble floor is oddly appealing to me.Perhaps I’m the one with the Dark Triad of traits, and I’m
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Eliza It’s hard to believe it when I look at my banking app and I see over half a million dollars sitting in my account. Where I’m from, people retire on less than that, and Levseems to believe that’s only the beginning of what I’m going to make as an artist.The only issue I have is where the money is coming from. I know that I’m not the one responsible for the money laundering, and it’s other people who are trading my art and washing their dirty money, but I can’t help but feel complicit.The only thing that’s keeping the idea of being in collusion with criminals from weighing down my conscience is my ever-growing concern about missing my period. That’s dramatically more important to me right now.Even Lev knows something is wrong, but he keeps guessing it has something to do with Vanya and the shooting.He couldn’t be more wrong, but I’m not sure if this is something I should tell him about just yet. What if I’m no
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Lev The look in Eliza’s shimmering hazel eyes tells me everything, but I still get a rush when her lips part and she tells me that she’s pregnant.I drop to my knees in front of her, my body trembling in a way that’s never happened. The fiercest enemy wouldn’t be able to humble me in this way, but a little speck of life growing in Eliza’s belly can put me on my knees.I can’t find the words to tell Eliza how much this means to me, but I suspect she already knows. My mouth is dry, and my throat is closed up. I can barely breathe. I have to force myself to speak to make sure I won’t pass out from lack of oxygen.“That’s incredible,” I gasp as my lungs find air again.She nods, pulling her lips into her mouth as fresh tears come to her eyes.I place my hands on her stomach, feeling the warmth there and imagining the child we created inside. The fiercest protection is required for such a delicate creatu
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Eliza Lev’s weight on me is comforting, but I can’t help but feel nervous that he’s actually going to put it in the other hole. I’ve never been so open to something I thought I’dnever do, but that doesn’t change that I’m intimidated by it.Noah asked about it all the time, but I knew he wouldn’t respect my body and take it slow. He was selfish, and Lev is the total opposite. He knows when to be commandeering, but he also knows when and how to listen to my body.He could make anything feel good, and that’s why I’m trusting him to take my anal virginity.I yelp as I feel the cold drizzle of lube over my ass. It warms quickly as Lev rubs in it. His fingers move across my skin slowly, teasing closer and closer inward until he’s sliding them between my cheeks.I’ve never had anyone touch me like this before, but it’s exciting to know that his fingers are already on my asshole. It feels surprisingly good, rel
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Lev The drama has mostly faded into the background, but it’s not a good feeling. I can’t really rest when I have a pregnant woman pacing around my house, raiding thecabinets at all hours while I try to figure out where the hell Vanya has disappeared to.Nobody can find him. Not Valentin, not any of my guards, and not anyone else of my illusive Family members who would rather hide around the city peddling artwork at various galleries then get off their asses and look for him.I’ve sunk probably half a million dollars into finding this guy, and we’ve come up with nothing. I just don’t get where he could be hiding.If he’s been arrested, I would’ve found out by now. There’s a slim chance he killed himself or was murdered in an unrelated incident, but I doubt it. Vanya knows how to keep himself alive. That’s why he’s still running around causing trouble while Felix got himself killed almost instantly when he cr
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Eliza I feel like I’m always on my phone. There’s really nothing else to do here, and I’m all out of white paint so I’m not making any progress on my latest painting. Lev issupposed to be getting me some tomorrow, but until then, I’m flicking my thumb through videos at an increasing rate.I’m just bored, but it’s becoming unbearable. I read something about that once. The human brain can’t go long without stimulation, or it legitimately becomes torture, and you can go insane.I have to check myself sometimes to make sure that’s not happening.Yes, I’m really sitting on the couch. And yes, I really did get knocked up by a Russian mafia boss. I still haven’t told my parents about it, but it’s one of those things where I’m not sure if I ever should.Like, I could hide it from them and disappear forever, but then they’d just be losing another child.Sometimes, it feels like I’m already lost, but I can s
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LevDead silence is rarely a good thing, but that’s what I get from my guard when he calls me on the phone and I ask what’s wrong. It’s this overwhelmingly guilty pausethat I’m receiving, something that scares even a man as hardened as I am.Because there’s only one thing this could be about. Only one person. Nothing else would leave my guard lost for words when I ask what’s going on.“Speak, goddammit!” I hold the phone like it’s a snake trying to bite me, yelling at the screen like that will cure the awful feeling that’s growing in the pit of my stomach. It burns like a whole bottle of vodka for breakfast.“Eliza made a run for it. We don’t know why, and we don’t know where,” he finally says. “Boss, I’m sorry, but she got away from us. We ran after her, but she was so fast. It almost seemed impossible the way she was moving.”“She ran away?” I ask, hardly believing what he’s telling me. There must be a
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