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作者: Nicole Fox
last update 最終更新日: 2026-01-31 16:14:02

“I exist to lead my Bratva. My life is this business. And if you can’t see how connecting with the Greeks benefits me—my life, my Bratva—then I won’t waste my time explaining it to you.”

Her chin wobbles before she raises it and squares her shoulders to me. “Your life is this business. And I’m no longer a part of your life. So you can do whatever you want with either one. Count me out of all of it.”

We stare at each other for a moment. When I reach past Belle, she flinches. Until the buzzing of
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  • Tarnished Tyrant   185

    “Touch yourself,” I tell her.Instantly, Belle slides her other hand between her legs and inside her shorts. She strokes herself, matching the rhythm to the slide of her palm over my cock. In no time at all, we’re both thrusting to the pleasure.“Do you want me to touch you?”Her eyes are glassy and unfocused, but she nods frantically.“Tell me, Belle. Say it.”“Yes,” she breathes. “I want you to touch me.”“Aren’t you worried someone will see?” I whisper, taunting.The flight attendant knows better than to bother us without first being summoned. And I don’t plan to summon her anytime soon.“I don’t care. Let them see.” She gives me a rough stroke, drawing a groan from between my lips. “I need you.”I slide my fingers down her stomach and lower, replacing her hand with my own. “You’re so wet.”“I’m ready for you.” She lifts her hips up, taking my fingertip inside.I push into her, stroking and curling into her warmth. She arches her back and lets her eyes flutter closed. I add a secon

  • Tarnished Tyrant   184

    “Yes, I’m aware. It’s been almost a year now. And none of my other drivers have ever bothered. It’s really not necessary.”My dad shrugs. “Just wanna make sure I’m earning my keep, son. The Zhukova men are no freeloaders.”I roll my eyes and slide into the back seat. He closes the door behind me and heads around to the driver’s side.On the night Xena shot me, my dad ran into Christo and my outfit of men outside of the warehouse. The few contacts he still had in the underworld told him that Belle and I might be in trouble, so he showed up to help.While I was recovering, Belle and I agreed to hire him to help drive me to doctor’s appointments and help out after surgeries. Eventually, the job became permanent. Now, I give him a salary to help him stay off the streets and away from his vices, and he drives me where I need to go.It’s not a normal father-son relationship. But it’s something.When the car pulls along the curb in front of the hotel, I climb out before my dad can open the d

  • Tarnished Tyrant   183

    I’m still watching her when Elise runs to me and throws her arms around my middle. “Belle,” she sobs. “What do we do? What do we do now?”Numbly, I hug her back. I can still feel the vibrations of the blade striking bone as they careen up and down my arm. I have a feeling this sensation will be seared into my body’s memory for the rest of my life.Over Elise’s shoulder, Howard is lying in a heap on the floor. Then I turn around and see Nikolai. He looks peaceful, almost like he’s napping. Like this could all be a bad dream.I wish it was a dream.I shake my head. “I don’t—We get help. We need help.”As the words come out of my mouth, I hear a commotion at the front of the building. Instantly, I pull Elise behind me.If it’s the Greeks or the Battiatos, I can’t take them with one knife. But maybe I can buy time for Elise to escape.Then Christo bursts through the door.His eyes land on mine. For a second, neither of us know if we can trust the other. Is he working for the Greeks? Am I?

  • Tarnished Tyrant   182

    That means something, but there’s too much information flying for me to cling to it. Nikolai is still talking, the words pouring out of him as fast as the blood.“But the hospital called me right before you were taken. It was a mix-up. A clerical error. Do… do you understand?”“Nikolai, you’re bleeding.” Tears are streaming down my face and it’s all I can think to say. What else can matter in the face of this?He squeezes my wrists until they hurt. Until my fingers start to tingle. “You might still be pregnant. But it doesn’t matter, either way. I lied, Belle.”I frown. “You lied about the baby? I don’t understand.”“I lied back at the house. Before you fell down those stairs.” He lifts his head with visible effort and looks into my very soul. “I love you, Belle. I love you so much that, for the first time in my life, I was scared.”My heart is being pulled in two different directions. It wants to crack in half at the sight of Nikolai bleeding out on the floor, but his words make it f

  • Tarnished Tyrant   181

    41BELLESince the moment Elise and Howard stepped out of the closet, I’ve been frozen with horror. I thought Iceland was far enough away from Xena to be safe. I thought I’d sent my baby sister to a place where she couldn’t be touched by the chaos I brought into her life.But I was wrong.Everything happens so fast and so slow at the same time. Xena raises her arm and that only takes a blurred fraction of a second. Then I hear the bang, and that sound echoes for an eternity. I’m fairly certain I can see the bullet spinning through the air. The striations on it, the way the air slices open to let it through.Toward my sister.“Elise!” I scream, reaching for her helplessly. I’m too far away to do anything. It won’t make any difference.Something else happens, too fast to comprehend. A body moves. The bullet meets flesh.And when that body hits the floor, Elise is left standing there, completely unharmed.I only realize I’ve closed my eyes when Elise’s voice breaks through the devastatin

  • Tarnished Tyrant   180

    “Who said you could take off your gag, bitch?” Xena shoves Belle back. If I wasn’t busy with Makar, I’d kill her for that alone.“Don’t worry, Belle,” I tell her, squaring off with an already-sweating Makar. “I’ll be with you in a moment.”“Say your goodbyes. You’ll never see each other again,” Makar growls as he charges again.I dodge him, letting him tire himself out a bit before we get into this. “I’m almost embarrassed to admit you ever worked for me,” I say as I watch him pant and heave.“Because I’m not a brainless sheep, following you into ruin?”“No. Because you’re a shitty fighter. Either Xena has never seen you fight or she is knowingly sending you to your death. You don’t stand a fucking chance.”Makar’s face turns red, anger coloring his neck and chest. “I’ve trained enough.”“There is a big difference between punching a defenseless bag in the gym and the task in front of you here, brother. This target hits back.”To prove my point, I fake to the right, sending Makar leani

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