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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-06-07 18:36:00

Anya pov.

My heart hammered in my chest, and I knew he could feel the tremble in my fingers. I should have pulled back, should have stopped this madness, but I couldn’t.

Not when his presence made my defenses crumble so easily.

When we entered his bedroom, the air shifted. It was larger than I imagined, with dark walls and elegant furniture, but it wasn’t the room that held my attention. It was him.

Viktor shut the door with a quiet finality and turned to me. His gaze was mol
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  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   He’d kill her, Viktor

    Anya pov.The air in the hall was suffocating, heavy with judgment and the weight of Viktor’s fury. I knelt on the cold marble floor, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would break through my ribs. Every pair of eyes in the room was on me, their silence more terrifying than any shout or accusation.Viktor stood towering above me, the embodiment of power and anger. His icy blue eyes burned with a fire I’d never seen before, and his grip on the folder trembled slightly—just enough for me to catch. He was holding himself together by a thread, and I knew that thread was about to snap.“”Skazhite im,” he growled, his voice low but deadly. (Tell them.)His Russian was sharper now, slicing through the room like a blade.“I didn’t do anything,” I said, my voice cracking. It was the truth, but I could see it in his eyes—he didn’t believe me.The man I’d spent months trying to understand, the man who had let me see the pain behind his cold exterior, was g

  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   This is the price of trust

    Viktor pov.The walls of my office were suffocating, shadows creeping in from every corner. A half-empty glass of whiskey sat on the table, untouched. It had no effect anymore—not after Vlan. His death gnawed at me relentlessly, sharp and unforgiving. “Vlan… otets,” I muttered, my voice hoarse. (Father.) That’s what he’d been to me in every way that mattered. And now, he was gone—stripped from me by enemies who thought they could outmaneuver me. The pills sat on the desk, I grabbed the bottle, shaking two into my hand. The bitterness burned down my throat as I swallowed them dry.It didn’t matter. What mattered was vengeance. A knock interrupted the stillness. My muscles tensed. “Come in,” I barked, my voice colder than I intended. Yuvi entered, his face grim. His expression told me everything—he wasn’t here for pleasantries. In his hands was a folder, thick with papers I didn’t want to see. “Pakhan,” he started, tone cautious, “

  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   I couldn't stop thinking about Viktor

    Anya pov.The mansion felt different after Vlan’s death, as if the walls themselves were mourning. It was quieter, heavier. I wandered through the halls, trying to shake the unease that had settled deep in my chest. But no matter how hard I tried, the feeling wouldn’t leave. I found myself drifting toward the quieter parts of the house—the ones no one seemed to use. Maybe I needed space to think, or maybe I was just looking for something, anything, that could make sense of the chaos Viktor’s world had thrown me into. It was in one of those halls that I heard the voice. “…his strength finally snapped. We’ll see how long it takes for him to crumble.” I froze. The voice belonged to Anton. He was speaking in hushed tones, his back to me, phone pressed to his ear. My heart started to race. Those words—they felt loaded, dangerous. Anton paused, listening to whoever was on the other end of the line. Then he muttered something I couldn’t cat

  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   I wasn't going to give up

    Anya pov.The mansion had its own way of holding secrets. The walls whispered things when no one was looking—words you weren’t meant to hear but couldn’t ignore. That morning, as I lingered near Viktor’s study, the low rumble of voices reached me. “…you can’t afford sentiment,” Yuvi was saying. His voice was sharp, like a blade slicing through the air. “Not now. Especially not for her.” For me. I froze, my fingers gripping the edge of the wall. My stomach knotted as shame burned through me. “She’s not your problem, Yuvi,” Viktor replied, his tone colder than I’d ever heard it. “I’ll handle her.” Handle me? What did that mean? I felt my chest tighten, their conversation pressing down like an anchor. Yuvi didn’t back down. “You’re distracted. Don’t deny it. You think Boris won’t notice? That he won’t use it against you?” “Enough.” Viktor’s voice dropped, low and deadly. “Do your job, and I’ll do mine.” The scrape of a chair made

  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   There are no cracks

    Viktor pov.The room felt like a pressure cooker. Every man in my inner circle sat around the table, faces grim, tension thick enough to choke on. I leaned back in my chair, fingers steepled under my chin, forcing myself to appear calm even though fury roiled in my chest. Yuvi spoke first, his tone clipped. “Whoever did this wanted to send a message, Pakhan. They know Vlan was more than just a consigliere to you.” My jaw clenched. “It’s not about the message. It’s about the cowardice. Execution-style? At the docks? They didn’t even have the decency to look him in the eyes.” “Or maybe,” Yuvi continued, his dark eyes meeting mine, “they wanted you to feel the sting. They think you’re weak now. Exposed.” I let out a low growl, slamming my palm onto the table. “Do I look weak to you, Yuvi? Does anyone here think I’m exposed?” No one answered. Silence fell over the room like a heavy blanket. Yuvi finally broke it. “It’s not about what we think

  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   Pieces don't get to make decisions.

    Anya pov.Yesterday, I woke up to the silence of the room, thick and suffocating. Viktor’s side of the bed was empty, the sheets cool against my fingertips. I reached out instinctively, but he wasn’t there. The first thought that crossed my mind was that something had happened. He was always gone before me, but this felt... different. Pulling the blanket around me, I sat up and stared at the room. The faint scent of his cologne lingered, mingling with the leather and wood of the furniture. It was a comforting smell, one I’d come to associate with him, but that day, it only made my chest tighten. Something was wrong. I felt it. ***I wandered out into the hallway, my bare feet padding against the cold floor. The mansion was alive with movement, but the usual hum of activity felt muted, like everyone was trying not to draw attention to themselves. Two staff members passed me, their heads bent close together as they whispered. “...found h

  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   Suspecting him should be a crime

    Anya pov.That night, I couldn’t sleep. No matter how much I shifted under the covers or tried to block out my thoughts, it was useless. My mind wouldn’t stop circling back to Viktor. I missed him. His calm yet commanding presence. His sharp gaze, which could cut through any lie but sof

  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   Thanks for the advice

    Anya pov.The mansion felt colder without Viktor. Not in the literal sense—the temperature was fine—but in the way every interaction seemed to carry a sharp edge. Without him, the house had become a battlefield, and I was the only one without armor. And to make matter worse, Nikoli

  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   I will handle things from here

    Viktor pov.I woke up slowly, a warmth beside me that hadn’t been there before. The soft rise and fall of Anya’s breath was the only sound in the room, the only thing pulling me from the fog of sleep. It felt strange. I wasn’t used to waking up beside someone. She was still asleep,

  • She's Viktor Romanov’s   Spasibo for nothing

    Anya pov.I couldn’t shake the feeling of Viktor’s eyes on me. It was as if he was watching my every move, studying me, trying to figure me out. I had always been good at keeping a low profile, blending in, and staying unnoticed. But with Viktor, it felt impossible. He was everywher

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