All Chapters of Reckless Hearts: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Andrei waited until the elevator was safely on its way up to the penthouse floor, then, without even looking at Veronika, he spun on his heel and exited the lobby. A cold gust of wind hit him square in the face the moment he stepped outside. He didn't need to check the weather app on his phone to know that the temperature had dropped a degree or two during the short time they'd spent indoors.He had barely adjusted to the chill when Lev appeared out of the shadows, one hand hovering near the pistol at his waist."Everything okay, Boss?" Lev asked, his eyes firmly locked on Veronika as she trailed behind Andrei."All good," Andrei replied, raising a hand in a half-hearted, dismissive gesture—silently signalling that he had everything under control and there was no need to go gun-crazy with the Petrov princess. "Veronika and I are going to have ourselves a nice chat at Rhythm & Brews. Bring the car around," he added before walking off.As Andrei marched briskly toward Rhythm & Brews, a

Andrei sat there, unease building in his chest as he watched Veronika leave. She had acted as nonchalant as she could manage in the face of Jaco's betrayal, pretending she still trusted in their partnership. But there was nothing calm or nonchalant about the woman currently fighting with the strap of her Chanel handbag, as she slung it over her shoulder and marched toward the door. All Andrei had wanted was to confirm her alliance with Jaco, but somehow he'd shaken her faith in him.Realising there was only one place Veronika was headed, Andrei quickly finished his drink. He settled the bill before hurrying out of the bar.Outside in the crisp afternoon air, he was surprised to see Veronika had already vanished."Where did Veronika go?" he asked Lev. His head of security was enjoying a smoke near the entrance."She just got into a black Bentley," Lev replied, ashing his cigarette and dropping the stub on the sidewalk before pointing to the sleek car speeding away up ahead.Andrei had

For several minutes, Jonah had the men's attention as she detailed Mikhail and David's operation, from her daily pickups to her routes. She repeated pretty much everything she'd told Andrei and Igor when they first met, about David leaving the drugs at a P.O. Box address for her to pick up.Andrei tried quite a few times to shake her narrative, asking the same questions in different ways. But no matter how long he kept at it, Jonah's story remained the same. She never contacted David. All their communication was done through the P.O. Box. He dropped off the drugs. She picked them up and delivered them to her clients. Sometimes it was in public places, other times it was at their homes."And the money?" Lev said, pulling a matchbox from his jacket pocket. He tossed it between his hands, the gentle, papery sound of the box rubbing against his palms echoing through the room.Confused, Jonah stared at him. "What money?""The payments," Lev replied, sliding a matchstick out of the box. "Ho

Half an hour later, they were at the university sports grounds. Because it was Sunday, the sprawling campus facility had a completely different energy—dead quiet in some areas, yet fitfully busy near the main pavilion. A few student athletes were doing laps on the far side of the track, and the faint, rhythmic thud of a soccer ball being kicked echoed in the distance.Igor slowly navigated the paved ring road, choosing a parking bay at the furthest edge of the parking lot, shaded beneath the massive, bare Jacarandas. It gave them a clear, unobstructed line of sight to the main entrance while keeping their own vehicle obscured by the deep afternoon shadows."Nothing yet?" Igor asked, leaning forward slightly to get a better angle through the windshield."No," Andrei murmured, not breaking his stare from the main gates. "He's running late. I don't like it.""Relax, Boss. He'll be here soon," Igor said, though his own jaw had noticeably tightened. "Give him a minute."They stayed in the

Holly had just put the finishing touches on her outfit—a pair of diamond dagger earrings—when Andrei strolled into his dressing room. Her gaze collided with his through the half-wall mirror anchored above the drawers filled with rows of glistening watches and cufflinks.As annoyed as she was at him for going MIA the entire afternoon, she couldn't stay mad at him for long. Not when he was looking at her like that. Like she was the most breathtaking thing he'd ever seen."What do you think?" she asked, gently twirling around to show off her long, flowy dress. "Not bad, right? I think it does a great job of hiding this—" She paused, pointing down at her knee brace.Andrei didn't respond. In fact, if it weren't for the appreciative look in his eyes as his gaze slowly travelled up and down her form, Holly would have thought he'd malfunctioned, and she'd have to turn him off and on again just to get his brain working."I take it you approve?" she said softly. A hot blush crept up her neck a