“Wait.” As he started to turn away, I jumped to my feet, grabbing hisarm. “I’m sorry. I’m so stupid, always letting my mouth get ahead of mybrain. My sister always says I need to be more careful.”“I’m not offended.” Looking down at me, he gave me a smile that didn’tquite meet his blue eyes. “You shouldn’t listen to your sister. I respect awoman who speaks the truth without fear far more than one who usessilence to cover her lies.”“But I told you—she’s not like that. Not anymore.” With a weak laugh,I looked away. “If she were, we’d be rich right now, instead of poor. Butshe gave up gambling and con games to give me an honest, respectable life.And just look at the trouble I’ve caused her.” I looked down at the floor.“I gambled at that poker game, and she had to sacrifice herself for me.Again.”He touched my cheek, forcing me to meet his gaze. “Lyra.” His eyeswere deep and dark as a winter storm on a midnight sea. “The choice shemade to sacrifice herself to my brot
ViktorAn hour later, we exchanged wedding rings, speaking our vows in a simple ceremony in the office of a justice of the peace indowntown Honolulu. I couldn’t look away from the radiant beautyof my bride.Or believe that I'd told her so much about my past. I’d told her aboutmy heartbreaking first experience with love. I’d told her I’d been a virgin at twenty-two. What the hell had possessed me? I had never been so vulnerable with anyone. Why was Lyra Bennet so different? I didn’t care if she looked at me with her weepy eyes and vulnerablesmile. I'd never try to comfort her again with a little piece of my soul.From now on, I'd keep my damned mouth shut. It seemed like charming people and getting anything out of them was a family talent they possessed. “And do you, Lyra Bennet, take this man to be your lawfullywedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer orpoorer, as long as you both shall live?”Lyra turned to look at me, her soft brown eye
“Don’t be silly,” she said, wiping her eyes. “Of course I’m not crying.”I cursed aloud. “How can the small kindness of cake make youweep? What is so emotional about this?”“You listened to me,” she said, giving me a watery smile. “I’m not usedto anyone actually listening to me. Even Illyra just talks at me, telling mewhat I should want. I have never had anyone do the things I like.”“No more. Remember, now you’re a princess.” I gave her a suddencheeky grin. “Princess Lyra Andreevich.” Reaching down, I stroked hercheek as I looked into her eyes. “Princess Lyra, you’re perfect. You are just as perfect as I wanted."“Princess.” She gulped, then shook her head with a laugh. “If only thegirls who teased me in high school could see me now! I can't imagine their faces when they learn that I am married to one of the most powerful man in the country.”Setting my jaw, I looked down at her. “If any girls who teased you werehere right now, I’d make them regret they were born. They ha
ViktorDamn her intuitive nature. I turned away, my shoulders tight. “Loved. J used to love my brother. But that wasa long time ago. When I was too stupid to know better. Now, I couldn't care less if he existed.”“You shouldn’t give up on him. He is not the only person you can call family now. You're all alone and I am sure that you wish to reconnect with him. You should—”“Leave it alone,” I ground out. "I don't care about family. Relationships are not built on blood but trust. He broke my trust and betrayed me. So he is nothing more than a stranger and a thief. And yes, I am not lonely like you think. I have women come up to my penthouse every day. I don't need anyone."“But you’ve spent the last ten years trying to destroy him—in thisinternecine battle. If you truly have forgotten he existed, why do you keep trying to get in his way? Why are you hell bent on clashing with him?”“Internecine?”“Mutually destructive.”“Ah.” My lips tugged up at the edges. “Well. Our rivalry has ce
My heart stopped in my chest as I stared at his card. No, it wasn't possible. I was only in a dream, a very terrible nightmare. As Andrei turned away, I struggled to wake up from this bad dream. I wanted to come back to reality and see myself back on my bed. I wanted to believe I was stuck in a terrible dream. I looked down at my overturned card on the table. How could my luck run out so quickly?The king of hearts looked back at me. I should have won. I was supposed to win the bet. I should have won the one million dollars and walked away. My brain whirled in confusion as I tried to wrap my head around what had happened. “Wake up,” I whispered to myself. But I was still sitting in the room, and the cards were staring at me. It was at that moment it dawned on me. It wasn’t a dream. I’d just sold myself to Andrei. Forever. To the only man, I hated with every bit of myself. Blinking, I looked up tearfully at the young dealer, who I’d thought was my ally. He helped me in the previous
“Move!” I barked at Lyra who didn't understand the urgency of the situation. Every second we wasted bickering about our problems was precious. I was terrified that Andrei would show up and take me. I couldn't let the man that hurt me years ago take me as his possession. Never!Jumping, my sister turned and grabbed her knapsack. She began to dump her clothes and every piece of valuable item she had inside. I could see the confusion in her eyes as she packed her things. But that wasn't the first time we were running at the last minute. She had to get used to it especially since we were running from a man who had the power to run the world. A scant hundred seconds later, I was pulling on her hand and yanking her toward the door.“Hurry.” I flung open the door. “We’ll get our last paychecks and—”Andrei stood across the open-air hallway. His broad-shouldered, powerful body leaned casually against the wall in the shadows. His eyes gleamed with slight amusement and fury.“Going somewhere?”
I remained unmoving in my position, my eyes fixed on Andrei. "I'm not going anywhere without my sister."His lips twitched. "I don't care what you want. Get in or I'll have him do that for you.""I'm going to scream. I'm going to yell and tell everyone you're abducting us.""Scream all you want. No one is coming to save you or your sister. I could make you disappear forever and nobody would ever come looking for you. Well, except the men hunting you for their money."As I looked at him, I knew he was right. With money and power, Andrei could wipe my existence from the world. He was the kind of man that dominated everything. "Fine." I breathed, giving up on fighting. I only hoped he would stay true to his words and bring Lyra along. Opening the door, I climbed inside the car and took a deep breath of the soft leather seats’ scent. It brought back a lot of childhood memories. Fast cars had once been my father’s favorite indulgence, back when we’d been conning rich criminals across th
"I told you, we had —""Debts? I've heard that before, haven't I? I don't feel sorry for you. Your father was a con artist and thief. And he raised his daughter to be just like him. Too bad he didn't leave any thing but debts behind."I tried not to let the words he said sink in but I couldn't. How could he say that to me? "Don't talk about my father that way. He was not a saint but he did everything for us. You're no better than him and you have no one beside you. You're just lonely and —""I won't be lonely anymore. You might have forgotten I bought you tonight."I gritted my teeth and blinked fast, staring at the Aloha Tower and the cruise ships. Without warning, Andrei suddenly veered the Lamborghini to the right.Glancing behind us, I saw the SUV with my sister continuing straight down the Nimitz Highway, a different direction from the Lamborghini. I turned to him with a gasp.“Where are you taking my sister? Why is she not coming with us? Tell me!”He pressed down more firmly o