登入Anya Petrova has always lived life her way—strong, fearless, and in control. But when she’s bought by Viktor Romanov, the most dangerous man in Moscow, everything changes. He says he owns her now, but Anya has never been one to bow to anyone. Viktor wants more than her obedience—he wants her to give in to him completely. But Anya is not the kind of woman to back down, and the tension between them is as dangerous as it is irresistible. Viktor is used to getting his way, and Anya’s defiance only makes him want her more. But she’s not someone he can easily control. The more she fights, the deeper Viktor falls, and soon, what started as a battle for power becomes something much more dangerous. But Viktor doesn’t know everything—Anya has secrets even more dangerous than his own. As desire clashes with control, they’re drawn into a world of secrets, betrayal, and a passion they can’t deny. But with enemies everywhere, trusting each other might be the most dangerous risk of all. Warning: Mature content, blood, fights, and explosions.
查看更多Viktor pov.Later that evening, Isabella cornered me in the study.“Are you going to keep ignoring me?” she demanded, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.I leaned against the edge of the desk, my expression impassive. “What do you want, Isabella?”“What do I want?” she repeated, her voice rising. “I want to know why you’re treating me like I’m invisible. I’m your fiancee, Viktor!”I exhaled slowly, my patience wearing thin. “You’re not my fiancee,” I said, my tone cold and final.Her eyes widened, disbelief flashing across her face before anger took over. “Is this because of her? That girl?”I didn’t answer.“It is, isn’t it?” she accused, stepping closer. “You’ve been distant ever since she came into the picture. You’re obsessed with her, Viktor. You’ve barely looked at me, let alone touched me.”“Enough,” I said, my voice low but firm.But she didn’t stop. “What happened to us? We were friends once, Viktor. Don’t you remember? We grew up together. I’ve loved you for years—since
Viktor pov.The sound of my footsteps echoed through the hallway as I stormed toward the security room. Fury burned in my chest, my fists clenching and unclenching at my sides. Isabella. That woman had the nerve to show up here without warning. Worse, someone had let her in without my permission. “Yuvi!” I barked as I entered the room. He was standing by the monitors, his face impassive as always, but I could see the faint flicker of tension in his jaw. “Boss,” he said, turning to me. “Explain,” I demanded, my voice low but laced with menace. “Why is Isabella here?” Yuvi squared his shoulders, his hands clasped behind his back. “Irina called. She insisted it was urgent and that I let Isabella in. I had no choice.” “Nyet,” I said sharply. “You always have a choice. Your loyalty is to me, not Irina.” Yuvi hesitated, and that hesitation stoked the flames of my anger. “With respect, Irina is your grandmother—” “She’s a complication
Anya pov.I had barely started to process Viktor’s words from earlier. His confession felt raw, almost too big for me to hold in my hands. He had looked at me like I was the only thing in the room, his voice steady but filled with something I didn’t know how to name. Love? Obsession? Something else entirely? Now, sitting in my room, I was trying to make sense of it all when his voice carried through the hallway, sharp and unmistakable. “Da,” he barked into the phone, pacing somewhere nearby. “Skazhi mne srazu” (Tell me now). I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but Viktor didn’t exactly whisper. The words were clipped, the edge in his tone enough to make my stomach tighten. Then there was silence, heavy and sudden. He turned to me.“I need to go downstairs,” he said, his voice tight. “Why? What happened?” I asked, trying to ignore the nervous flutter in my chest. His jaw worked like he was chewing over something he didn’t want to say. Finally,
Viktor pov.I couldn’t stop thinking about the way her voice trembled when she talked about her father. The bitterness, the pain—it clung to her words like a scar too deep to heal. It gnawed at me, the way she shut herself off, how she carried her wounds like armor. I’d seen plenty of broken people in my life. Hell, I’d caused some of that brokenness. But Anya? She wasn’t broken—she was surviving, and it made me want to crush anything or anyone who had ever made her feel like she wasn’t enough. I paced my study, the walls feeling too close, the air too heavy. “Chyort,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair. Damn it, why did she have to get under my skin like this? My phone buzzed on the desk, Yuvi’s name lighting up the screen. I swiped to answer. “What?” I snapped. “Good evening to you too,” Yuvi said dryly. “I assume you’ve thought about the Isabella situation?” I clenched my jaw, my fingers tightening around the phone.
VIKTOR POV.The scent of burning tobacco filled the air as I exhaled slowly, watching the smoke curl toward the ceiling like a ghost of the past.The crystal glass in my other hand was half-filled with whiskey, the golden liquid catching the dim glow of the office lamp.
ANYA POV.The silence was suffocating. Every ticking second in this gilded cage gnawed at my patience, my sanity. I didn’t want to explore like Nikolai suggested—I wanted out. I paced the room, restless, frustrated. If I sat still for another moment, I’d lose my mind. Steeling myself, I yanked o
ANYA POV.I woke up to silence. My body ached. My throat was dry. For a brief, stupid moment, I thought maybe it had been a nightmare. Then I saw him. Viktor. Sitting in the chair across the room. Waiting. He wasn’t on his phone. He wasn't looking at the time. He wasn't doing anything exce
ANYA POV.Pain.That was the first thing I felt when I woke up. A dull, throbbing ache behind my eyes, pounding like a drum. My head was splitting, my body stiff and sore, my wrists raw from the cuffs that had bound them.I sucked in a sharp breath and winced. Even that hurt.The scent of expensiv
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