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Fight Me, Fight With Me…

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last update publish date: 2026-08-10 00:28:29
Vanya.

The day passed in a blur of pain as I tried to hide from everyone who mattered, which, in this house, meant everyone at all.

Surprisingly, no one came to find me.

Not Ma’am Karena or even Anna who must be riddled with work somewhere in the estate.

I sat alone in the corridor, long after everyone must have slept. It was silent enough that I could hear my own ragged breathing as I peeled back the cover of the makeshift bandage on my palm, wincing at the sting of fresh air against the w
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    Vanya finally snapped.“You are so stubborn,” she said, her voice shaking, “and so self-absorbed. You think the world revolves around you. I didn’t raise you like this. I don’t know where you learned to be so cold, to look at your own sister like she’s a burden. Sofia sat beside you through every scraped knee you ever had, and this is how you repay her? Maybe if you spent half as much time caring about people as you do staring at that stupid phone, you wouldn’t be so empty.”Tasya flinched, only slightly, but Vanya saw it. She saw her own words land and wished instantly that she could take them back.Instead, she turned to her husband.“Ivan,” she said stiffly. “Would you please tell Tasya to go upstairs and bring her sister down?”Ivan lifted his eyes from his plate.“If she says she’s not going, then she’s not going,” he said calmly. “There are maids. They can bring Sofia.”Heat crept up Vanya’s neck. The maids were within earshot. “You don’t have to disrespect me in front of everyo

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   Your Own Thorns…

    Her daughter’s dark hair fell in glossy waves down her back, her nails were perfectly painted, and her eyes were glued to the glowing screen.“I’m starving,” she announced, and walked right past her mother, going to kiss her father on the cheek.Vanya watched her go.Motherhood hadn’t turned out the way she had imagined it in the hospital twenty years ago, with two small babies breathing against her chest.She had pictured herself raising both of them. She had pictured the three of them growing up together, with Senya’s cries echoing through the halls and Tasya’s laughter chasing after.Instead, she had raised one child with one eye always on the door. She had been present, but part of her was always somewhere else, waiting for a phone to ring.She knew it had made her sharp and bitter. She had snapped at Tasya for things that didn’t deserve it and smothered her with rules out of fear that she would lose her too.And somewhere along the way Tasya had learned to give back exactly what

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   Years Later…

    Of course, Vanya had always believed finding someone was something Ivan Petrov could do effortlessly. As one of Moscow’s godfathers, his influence stretched across the city. Nothing seemed beyond his reach, and no secret stayed buried for long when he wanted answers. So why was finding one missing child proving so difficult? Sometimes, she couldn’t help wondering if he had truly exhausted every possible lead or simply given up.“I have torn this city apart,” Ivan said, his voice becoming hard. “Every street. Every house. Every connection I have ever made, and every favor I was owed. For twenty years, I have looked. If you think it isn’t enough, then there is nothing more I can do.” He took a step back. “If you want to carry on this way, then carry on. But forget that you have two other children who are right here.”He turned toward the door.Vanya’s fingers closed around the small crystal ashtray on the nightstand. She didn’t pause to think.She threw it.It struck him just behind t

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   New Beginning…

    Vanya. Twenty years had passed, and the Petrov mansion had never stopped remembering. Ivan was sixty now, though he hardly looked his age. The black hair that once made him look carved from stone was threaded with silver at the temples, but his handsome features, broad shoulders, and tattooed body still made him look like a man in his early forties. The man all of Moscow feared still commanded the same respect and authority he had twenty years ago. He no longer left at dawn and returned at midnight. His men ran the business for him now, and they came to the mansion with their files and their reports instead. His title had grown too. He wasn’t only the Don of Moscow anymore. He was a godfather, a name spoken in lowered voices in rooms across Russia. And still, he had not found his son. Vanya sat alone in the bedroom with the curtains half drawn, her fingers curled around the edge of the armchair. The evening light fell across the floor, and she didn’t see that she’d been at

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   A Lifetime Hurt…

    Her finger was wrapped gently around Senya’s hand. “Who are you?” I demanded, startling her. “How did you get in here?” She turned at my voice and retreated from the crib, but she didn’t look surprised or bothered to see me as she smiled. “You’re Vanya, right?” she asked. My throat tightened uncomfortably. How could she not know who I was if she was amongst the guests. “I’m sorry, who are you?” “My name is Nisa,” she said, smiling. “Nice to meet you.” “Nisa?” My brows rose. “How are you here?” I asked. “You’re one of the guests right? Isn’t this area restricted to guests?” “I’m one of Ivan’s cousins from his mother’s side.” Nisa smiled. “Mother’s side?” I repeated. “Still, relatives also shouldn’t be up here,” I said. “So why are you here?” “I know, I’m sorry, but I couldn’t stay away once I saw them on the projector,” she said, glancing at where the babies lay. “They’re so lovely and I wanted to see them properly.” “I’m sorry, but you are still not allowed up here,” I cut he

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   Unexpected Enemy…

    My throat tightened. I’d forgotten that I’d extended an invitation to her, but at the same time, confrontations such as this were meant to happen, and I had nothing in particular to feel guilty or cautious about except her bitterness.“You must be pleased,” Svetlana said, her voice dripping with condescension as she smiled ruefully at me. “Everything has worked out so well in your favor, hasn’t it?”I said nothing, maintaining a steady smile as I glanced around casually at the crowd.Svetlana scoffed, but obviously my silence wasn’t enough for her to back down as she pressed on furiously. “You used Ivan’s pity for you to work your way into this family the same way you had used it to trap my son,” she sneered, her voice rising slightly enough to make the two people not too far from us glance toward us.I met her eyes. “Whatever has happened to your son is not something you get to lay at my feet, Svetlana. Nikolai made his own choices. It’s not my fault that he fell for me. I never beg

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   Breaking Point…

    Vanya. “Vanya!” The cold hit me first. A shock of freezing water slamming across my face and chest. I gasped, bolting upright on the thin mattress, my thin nightgown clinging to my skin like a second, shivering layer. “Vanya! Get up!” My stepmother’s voice sliced through the morning light l

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   The Monster Between My Legs…

    Vanya.My body hurt all over, and my head ached from crying all night. I had no idea how much time had passed since I was dragged into this cold cell. There was no window or any reliable source of light.I collapsed on the floor as emotions rushed through me. Now that I was alone, I felt every wa

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   He Doesn’t Play Games…

    Ivan.I’d just scrubbed the stench of Katya’s blood off my body, yet it remained clear that people no longer valued their miserable lives.I had spent years building order out of chaos. Every living, breathing person in this estate operated according to my rules. Every guard knew his place. Every s

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   The Don Is A Liar…

    Vanya I had heard the stories. Ivan Petrov was a ruthless man, a monster every soul in Moscow feared. A man who walks in secret, kills without mercy, the world believes he’s crippled while he tightens his grip on Moscow’s underworld. No one dared to cross him, not even now, when he lost the ab

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