And I hated myself for how much I wanted more.17VIKTORI watched her leave, my gaze never leaving her form as she walked out of the room, her back straight, her steps quick but not hurried.Sabrina had always been strong, unyielding, a stone wall I couldn’t seem to crack.And yet, in that one moment, when I kissed her—when I marked her as mine—I felt something shift.She didn’t fight me.She didn’t push me away.Her lips were soft, despite the hardness she carried with her.She kissed me back, even if it was just for a second, even if she hated herself for it.I could see it in the way her chest rose and fell, the way her hands trembled just slightly.She was struggling.And that only made me want her more.I cursed myself for wanting her like this.I had no room for weakness.No room for emotions.I had a plan, a vision, and Sabrina was the key to it all.She was powerful, calculated, dangerous—and yet, there was something about her that stirred something deep within me.I wanted t
He took a slow step toward me, and I fought the urge to take a step back.His presence filled the space between us, his body so close now that I could feel the heat radiating off him, like a flame threatening to consume me.When he reached out, his fingers brushed against the side of my face, and I nearly flinched.But I stopped myself.I wasn’t weak.I wasn’t vulnerable.His touch was light, feather-like, but it felt like an electric shock shooting through me, igniting every nerve in my body.He leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over my skin, sending shivers down my spine.The scent of him—dark and intoxicating—wrapped around me like a fog, clouding my thoughts.“You’re not as cold as you think you are, Sabrina,” he murmured, his lips barely a breath away from my ear. “I see it in your eyes. You want to feel something. You want to give in.”My heart raced, blood pounding in my ears.I wanted to push him away, to escape this suffocating proximity, but my body didn’t obey.His word
She thought she was alone, but I was always watching.When she returned, I could see the tightness in her jaw, the stiffness in her posture.There was a part of her that had cracked.She entered the house without a word, her eyes locked straight ahead.She knew what was expected of her.But I knew better.She wasn’t as cold as she thought.No one could be.I could see it in her eyes—the subtle flicker of something darker.Something buried.I leaned back in my chair, a slow smile curling at the edges of my lips.She thought she was invulnerable.But everyone had a breaking point.And I was going to find hers.When she came to report to me, I was ready.She stood before me, her expression guarded but not quite hiding the storm brewing behind her eyes.“How did it go?” I asked, keeping my tone casual.“Mission complete,” she replied, her voice steady. “No complications.”I knew better.“And the family?” I pressed.Her eyes flickered, just for a moment, but it was enough.“The wife will b
For now, I’d play his game.But in the end, I’d be the one to win.13SABRINAI wasn’t sure if I was prepared for this.Viktor had given me my first real mission, one that made my skin crawl the moment he spoke the words.It was different from the cold, clinical operations I was used to.This was personal, messy.The target wasn’t some nameless, faceless figure in a far-off land.It wasn’t a simple extraction or clean kill.No.Viktor had sent me to eliminate someone who had betrayed him—a former associate who had crossed a line.The catch?This man had a family.A wife.A daughter.Viktor had given me the details, his voice smooth as silk as he outlined the assignment.“Make it clean, Sabrina. I don’t want to hear about any complications,” he had said, his eyes narrowing as he watched me intently. “Do what you do best, but don’t leave a trace.”The thought of a family in the mix clawed at my insides.It wasn’t the first time I’d been ordered to take someone out, but it was the first
Every instinct screamed at me to put a knife through his throat, but I knew better.Not yet.Patience was my weapon here, and I had to wield it carefully.“I’ve heard stories about you,” Viktor continued, circling me slowly. “You move like a shadow, leave no trace. People vanish, and you’re never suspected. It’s almost… impressive.”I didn’t flinch under his scrutiny.“You seem to know a lot about me already.”His smile widened, but it didn’t reach his eyes.“Knowing things is what keeps me alive.” He stopped behind me, so close I could feel his breath against my neck. “But there’s one thing I don’t know.”I stiffened.“What’s that?”“What you really want.”His voice was a low growl, laced with something darker, something that made the air feel heavier.I turned to face him, meeting his gaze with deliberate defiance.“To survive.”For a moment, he said nothing, only stared at me with an expression I couldn’t read.Then, he laughed—a quiet, humorless sound that made my skin crawl.“Sur
The conversation started easily enough—business, logistics, shipments.But it wasn’t long before Viktor shifted the tone.“Tell me,” he said, leaning forward, “what makes you different from the others who come to me with their schemes and empty promises?”I held his gaze, refusing to blink.“Because I deliver. And I don’t flinch when things get messy.”He smiled then, but it wasn’t warm.It was the kind of smile that made your skin crawl.“Messy,” he repeated, almost to himself. “I like that.”8VIKTORShe was good.Very good.But not perfect.The way her hands rested too carefully on the table, the slight tension in her jaw when I spoke—it was all there, if you knew where to look.And I always knew where to look.“Tell me, Sabrina,” I said, leaning back in my chair. “What’s the worst thing you’ve done?”Her hesitation was brief, but it was there.“I don’t dwell on the past,” she said finally.A practiced answer.But it wasn’t the answer I wanted.“You should,” I said. “The past has a