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Author: MURRs.
last update publish date: 2026-08-02 00:36:12
Vanya.

I groaned as I reached for the hem of the outfit I wore and pulled hard.

The dainty fabric gave way, tearing easily, and I cried in pain as I moved my heavily bleeding arm, twisting it so I could wrap the part of my flesh where Ivan’s blade had made its mark.

The pain was fresh and every contact with the material felt like hell. I heaved, throwing myself against the wall as sweat poured down my back when suddenly, my eyes caught a gleam from an object lying on the floor.

I frowned, cr
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Hello My dear readers, this book contains abuse, degradation of the female lead, toxic relationship dynamics, explicit sexual content, violence, and other mature themes. This is not a soft romance, and the male lead is intentionally cruel and morally gray. Please read at your own discretion.

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  • The Mute Bride For The Don   The Hate In His Eyes…

    Fear rushed up my spine. My knees weakened in the rain as I looked around and sure enough, not far from where I’d ducked, I could make out two figures.Two men.One lay groaning on the floor. His voice sounded like that of a trapped animal. And the other stood just above him, with a hand outstretched and an object clutched in his hand.A gun.My eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and for the first time since I left the cell, I felt fear, real fear, hammering at the base of my neck.I couldn’t move. Didn’t dare to breathe. Only watched as the standing figure lifted his gun again and howled.“Fucking Snitch! You think you can gang up with my enemies right under my fucking nose and I wouldn’t catch a sniff of it!”That voice.If I’d only felt fear before, I felt life leave my lungs at the sound of his voice.My fingers tightened around the edge of the wall shielding me from him, but it was far too small. If anyone looked just closely enough, if Ivan looked up, he could see me.Pani

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   He’s The Beast…

    Vanya.I’d always thought cruel people married cruel people, and gave birth to even more cruel kids, but Sofia Petrov was a mystery I couldn’t solve.Even after hours of sitting in the cell and trembling from the cold evening air, I still couldn’t understand her.She was not like her father. Sofia was kind, and true to her words, she’d brought me the key.I stared at the metallic object in my hand as lightning struck somewhere in the distance.Water dripped from the ceiling, but I sat there on the damp floor, wondering if the rain would ever stop.Minutes passed, and when the beating on the roof only doubled, I jolted to my feet and grabbed the only weapon I had, the knife.I had to leave, whether it was raining or not. It was the only way to save my life. The only way to make Sofia’s sacrifice worth it. And the only way to pay back the one person who had made my life so fucking miserable.My father.For every scar I’d been given, he would pay a thousand times more.I would never have

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   Poison And Sweetness…

    Ivan.Cold water streamed down my naked back and legs as I stood, wiping my face with a towel.My bloodshot eyes stared back at me in the mirror, but their current appearance was an insult to everything I stood for.My heart pounded furiously against my chest, and before I could think, my right fist drove hard into the mirror.Fragments shattered with a loud noise, scattered across the bathroom floor.My bleeding fist grabbed the towel again, lifting it up and patting my burning eyes.That mute bitch had bitten off more than she could chew. She’d come into my den. Into my home, and did the one thing no one dared to ever do. She threw cheap chemicals into my face! She disrespected me and thought she could get away with it.She may look like some beauty, like some prized doll, but she was in every way uncultured. That girl not only lacked a tongue, but also lacked any understanding of what it meant to be a female in the underworld. Of what it meant to have a man in control.Girls were

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   Run, Birdie, Run…

    Vanya. I groaned as I reached for the hem of the outfit I wore and pulled hard. The dainty fabric gave way, tearing easily, and I cried in pain as I moved my heavily bleeding arm, twisting it so I could wrap the part of my flesh where Ivan’s blade had made its mark. The pain was fresh and every contact with the material felt like hell. I heaved, throwing myself against the wall as sweat poured down my back when suddenly, my eyes caught a gleam from an object lying on the floor. I frowned, crawling toward it only to let out a silent gasp. My fingers trembled as I reached for the knife, lifting the cold metal up. Of all the mistakes a man like Ivan could make… dropping his blade on the floor and forgetting it was the most unexpected of all. For the first time in forever, excitement swept through me. Maybe the heavens were truly listening. Maybe this was God’s sign to show that he was in on my plan— My body froze as my ears picked up a sound. It sounded like footsteps. Like someo

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   Bad Decision…

    Vanya. My eyes burned with tears and pure hatred as I glowered at him. Ivan Petrov may have all the money in the world, wield power with a snap of his fingers, and deal with people like the devil he was until they worshipped him. But to me, he was worse than a monster. He was a beast. A mad, raving beast! A silent cry wrung out of my throat as agonizing pain shot through my scalp like an electrical shock. The son of a bitch had coiled my hair tight around his fists, lifting me by my scalp until my eyes met his cold, hard gaze. I’d pissed him off. I could tell by how angry his stare was. He threw back his head and spat in my face. His saliva slid down my cheek, but I refused to lower my gaze and make him think he’d won. Locking me up was wicked, but threatening my virginity was the height of it all. “What. The. Fuck did you just do?!” he yelled. His loud voice sent a shudder through me and my lips curved upwards into an innocent smile. Ivan’s jaw ticked, and his thick brows o

  • 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 wall holding me in place crumble to nothing.I held on to the rag that had been given to me as a dress, and rocked hard with tears and tremors.I wouldn't be in this position if Father had just listened to me. I wouldn't be here if Mother was still alive and everything was fine.I never wanted marriage like Father did. Did he know what hell I was going through at the moment? I was cold, and now, I’d die without him ever finding out.~ ~I jerked as water drenched my face, beating sleep out of me and making me gasp for air.One minute, I’d fallen asleep on the floor crying, and the next, I woke up to find myself standing with my feet and legs tied to a rod in a dimly lit room.The icy water dr

  • 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

  • The Mute Bride For The Don   A Show For The Don…

    Ivan. The basement beneath the Petrov estate was always colder than the rest of the estate. Concrete walls, dim industrial lights, blood-spattered floor with the faint metallic scent that never quite washed away.I sat motionless in my wheelchair at the center of one of the cells, my black suit c

  • 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   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

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