All Chapters of Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

NINA The low hum of the car was the only sound filling the thick silence between us as the three of us sat, going to my first public appearance as Jeremiah Sokolov’s wife. I was tense, nervous, not knowing what to expect and the two men surrounding me like I was there pet to display were sitting back like they couldn’t feel my growing agitation. But there was the tension in the air around us, too suffocating to go unnoticed. Outside, the foreign city stretched in all directions, neon lights bleeding into the darkened streets, casting fleeting shadows against the tinted windows of the Rolls-Royce. The car was sleek, all black with an interior of deep red leather that smelled of luxury and power. Everything about it screamed and represented what the owner was — polished, controlled, with an underlying edge of danger. What it couldn’t show was how lethal and fucking arsehole the man who owned was. I leaned back, trying to relax. But it seemed impossible to relax with was Lachlan sit

NINAMy phone.I almost lunged out of my seat, but held back. Barely.He chuckled. “Patience, wife.” He stared down at my phone. “I'm going to give it to you. It’s your gift after all.”“But?” I gritted out, my pulse still running rampant and my heart beating fast. I could feel my whole face covered in a pink flush from what just happened, but looking at the men sitting across me no one could tell what they made me feel and how. “Aren’t you smart?” His grey eyes gleamed. “You’ll get this at the end of the night, but only if you behave for the rest of the evening.”I glared at him. My teeth clenching.“And first step to getting your phone is showing us how wet you are.”“No.”All the amusement left his face. “What did I say about that word? Do it. Or, I’ll fûcking parade you naked in that party.”“I hate you.”“Hate me while you obey me.” He gestured at my dress. “Remove your panties, part your legs and hold yourself open.”I wanted to scream. Not for what he wanted me to do.Because

NINA Anastasia slid on a bar stool and motioned for the bartender. She ordered vodka and I did the same, her blue eyes brightened at my choice of drink. “On three,” she said. And we simultaneously downed our shots at her count. Both of us shared a grin. And sitting with her, I felt a little relaxed, also missed Riley. My friend was younger than me too, at thirty I felt like everyone was younger than me. Especially Valerie, she seemed like fresh faced innocent with a body to make any man fall for her and she was supposed to marry Jeremiah. I didn’t know why I was fixated on her. Maybe it was indeed about vanity, and I was one of those shallow women who cared about how I looked."So," Sia said, leaning against the counter, "I assume you are not much fan of the Sokolov family as everyone else is.”I looked at her and hesitated. She drew closer, her voice dropping, “Don’t worry. I am not going to tattle on you. Let me tell you a fun fact,” If it was possible, her words turned softer,

NINA “Do you mean to tell us, Pakhan, and I ask with all due respect, that your wife is not an innocent?”Silence. Heavy and sharp-edged fell around the table and Lachlan stiffened beside me. Jeremiah took his time. His grey eyes, unreadable, remained on Baranov. A whole minute passed that the old man started to twitch.Xavier cleared his throat. “Maybe we should move on to our meeting?”Jeremiah held up a hand. “Let me answer Baranov before we move to other things.” He leaned back in his chair, a perfect picture of a man who was gazing at an insect trying to climb a wall— one he intended to crush beneath his shoe. “My wife’s innocence is none of your concern, Baranov. But since you’ve questioned both my wife’s honor and mine, let me tell you, she was very much innocent when I took her.” His finger traced the rim of the glass as his gaze returned to me, dark and… possessive. “Bled all over my cock, and cried beautifully for me.”I took a step back. I believed it to be a lie he was

NINAChaos erupted before I could even process what was happening.The sharp thumps of bullets hitting the windows has my stomach curdled with fear. And unknowingly, I stepped even closer to Jeremiah, somehow finding his solid presence protective with the danger looming around us. “Lachlan!” I looked up to find Lachlan making his way to the door, pushing the guards aside. He stopped at Jeremiah’s voice and looked back at us. He said, “I’ll check out what it is.”“No,” Jeremiah growled, his chest vibrating. “You are not stepping out of the room, the guards are here to do their duty.”I could hear the screams and rush of footsteps from somewhere in the building, as I watched both the men staring at each other. I realised that Jeremiah was stopping Lachlan from putting himself in danger. And Lachlan looked ready to argue, but then Jeremiah said, “Take her.”Lachlan stepped toward us, his jaw clenched. But before I could’ve grabbed his outstretched hand a loud boom echoed and his face