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Katerina

Penulis: Marcy Lee
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-29 17:17:21

I'm trapped with a killer, and I just agreed to stay with him for as long as it takes.

That's what Sasha is. He didn't try to deny it. If anything, he seemed disgustingly proud of the fact that he was capable of murder. There was not a tinge of remorse in his eyes or voice when he told me his version of what happened the other night by the docks.

How can I know anything he tells me is real? The stuff about Yevgeniy could be a ploy. But as odd as it seems, I truly do believe Sasha. My gut instinct is that he has no reason to lie about this. If he wanted to kidnap me or hurt me or my mother, he'd just do it. Which means there's a kernel of truth in his vow to protect me.

But I don't have to be grateful.

Not to a bastard like him.

I can't believe he's Bratva. Well, actually ... That part makes sense. The access to money, how he owns Chucky's Lounge and who knows what else ... this mansion, and his men. Even the way that waitress looked so afraid when telling me he was in the VIP, though
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  • Submit To Me   25

    KaterinaI wake up thinking about the nursery.Pulling my blanket over my head, I hold my breath, trying to push the thoughts away. Why is that room abandoned? There's no other way to look at it. The layer of dust on every surface screamed neglect. Why would Sasha have a place like that in his home? Ulyana doesn't let her staff leave smudges on the drinking glasses. For her to ignore⁠—Ulyana!Throwing the blanket off me, I jump to my feet. Flush with purpose, I quickly dress myself and then hurry out into the hallway. If anyone knows something, it's her. Whether she'll tell me anything is up in the air, but I'm too curious not to try.Searching the mansion up and down, I finally spot her through a window near the front door. She's bent over, looking at something in the lush grass near the garden. Jogging to the entrance, I turn the knob and open the door without hesitation.A thick man with a shaved head is waiting on the top step. He's playing on his phone. When he notices me, he go

  • Submit To Me   24

    KaterinaThe dopamine high I'm on lasts a whole day.He's going to let me keep the studio!Well, not keep it keep it; he still plans on owning it. But that's only paperwork. The dance studio won't be bulldozed. It will remain as it was. My memories of that place—and by extension of my father—won't be turned to dust. He'll probably pay for upgrades too! He wants to turn a profit, and I know I can do that with a little extra help. Mom will faint at the news.But why did Sasha have a change of heart? I've been trying to figure it out since the conversation ended. All I did was tell him the truth about my father. Sasha, normally as frozen as an Alaskan mountain, softened as he listened. The sternness around his mouth melted away. He didn't look like the man who threw me inside a car or held me down on a kitchen table by my throat.Sasha looked ... human."Miss, your bath is ready," Olesya calls out.Moving from my bed to the bathroom, I meet the girl in the doorway. "Thank you. I mean it.

  • Submit To Me   23

    SashaI'm sipping from a cup of coffee in the small library on the first floor. I don't trust anyone not to spill on the old books. Their yellowed pages pack decades of stories that can't be replaced. I'm the only person in the mansion who cares about these things. Thus, I'm the only one with the luxury of enjoying a good drink among the shelves.Setting the mug down on the table, I flip the textured paper over, starting to read the next line, when a series of loud footsteps alerts me. Lifting my eyes, I watch Katerina marching toward me. She's moving with purpose, her head low, arms pumping. There's a gracefulness in her steps, and my eyes are drawn to her long legs."I want to see your phone," she says firmly as she stops in front of me.My eyebrows arch up at her bossy tone. "I see Ulyana's lessons are rubbing off on you."Katerina's pretty mouth turns down at the corners. Her voice comes out gentler—as if she's trying to show remorse, which is very unlike her."Sorry," she says. "

  • Submit To Me   22

    Katerina"I'll try harder," I swear. Ulyana responds with a pleased smile. Clearing my throat, I stand a bit taller. "Girls!" I yell, working to keep my voice clear and even. I'm not sure what to expect, but I'm surprised when two different women rush into the kitchen. I recognize Olesya, who beams at me. The other one has light brown hair that drifts in long waves around her round face.Olesya's arms are folded securely behind her back, and her elbows stick out from her side. "How can we help you, miss?"Not used to giving commands, I fumble a bit. The words come out in a jumble. "I'd like—if it's okay—some French toast."Olesya lights up like I gave her amazing news. "Of course!" She scurries to the fridge, gathering ingredients with the speed of an expert. Ulyana catches my eye—she motions at the table. Catching the hint, I sit down, still watching Olesya with interest.She zips around the kitchen with familiarity, grabbing bowls, a whisk, a container of flour. Setting down a thick

  • Submit To Me   21

    KaterinaI open my eyes, blearily gazing around my bedroom. At first, I don't notice the young woman hovering at my bedside. When I do, I throw my blankets back and fall off the mattress with a scream."Please." She lifts her hands to show she's not armed. "Calm down!""Who are you?" I demand, rising to my feet, clutching my silver silk nightgown. "What do you want?"The woman is my age, or close to it. She's wearing the same starched dress that every other staff member wears. Her pale blonde hair, light as corn fibers, makes her tan skin seem richer. "Miss, I'm Masha. I'm your attendant this morning.""My what?" Looking from side to side nervously, in case there are others hiding in my room, I approach her around my bed. "I don't need an attendant.""Of course you do." She blinks, giving me a stare that hints she thinks I'm the weird one. "You're the future wife of Mr. Ivanovsky."Hearing that makes my whole body flush. "So what? He's the boss here, not me.""Miss ... you're my boss

  • Submit To Me   20

    SashaMy shoes crunch on the loose gravel that covers the path. One of the white roses has begun to shed its petals. Bending down, I lift one up, holding it up in the sunlight. It's as pale as she was. I'm not a fool. I know Katerina doesn't want to marry me. I gave her a ring, not a choice. I refuse to consider her wishes in the matter. I've fought too hard to get close to defeating Yevgeniy. Katerina's stage fright isn't my concern."The weather is finally getting too cold for them," Ulyana says behind me.Dropping the petal, I turn toward her with a shrug. "It was only a matter of time. Did she pick out a dress?"Ulyana arches her thin brows. "You don't want to know if she's okay?'""Just answer the question.""Yes, she chose a dress."Nodding, I reach for my phone. "Good. There's still a lot to do. We can't spend hours on every little task." I start to walk by her; Ulyana shifts to block my path. Frowning harshly, I wait for her to move."Sasha Ivanovsky." She doesn't budge. "This

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