All Chapters of Craving Him, My Step-Brother : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

IVANA'S POV While Lara was busy searching for new outfits for me, I sat on the sofa in the mall, watching her. She haven't sat down for the past an hour, going in and out, up and down, finding the best clothes, I mean, the best designer wears, the mall has to offer. A sigh escaped my lips as I leaned backwards on the sofa, a boba tea in my hand with the straw on my lips. Sipping it slowly, I was getting bored by the second. Felix and Mark, my bodyguards has gone out of the mall for a smoke, so I took the opportunity to leave the mall, and roam the street of Saratov. I haven't been out on the streets for over a month since my stay in Russia. Only to college and back to the Clan. Pushing the door of the mall wide open, the air from the streets hit my nostrils, making me suck in a deep breath. Unlike the streets of New York, Russia was nothing compared. Everyone go about their businesses, and no one cared about others, even if they were injured or at the verge of dying.

IVANA'S POV I was still shaking within me from the incident from earlier, but my jaw literally dropped to the ground when Ruslan warned about whipping my ass if I dared question his order again.From what I know and heard, one’s step-brother doesn't have the right to whip his step-sister, let alone on her ass.My brows arched and I swallowed. I could see it from his eyes that he was dead serious and surely, Ruslan would do just as he said.Without saying a word, I shut the door behind me, my hand on the door knob incase he wanted to carry out his plan on punishing me.Yes, I was at fault for leaving the mall without letting anyone know, but I didn't beg for such life.A life of insecurities. Being chased by some men in black suits with scary scars and almost knocked off from the surface of Earth, all because they were after my step-brother.“For how long will you continue to disobey me?” He asked, striding towards his wine cellar, grabbed a glass and filled it up with whiskey and ic

RUSLAN'S POV The thought of burning down the Irish mafia clan and spilling blood, sent thrills down my spine. The thrill was unlike anything I've ever experienced.They won't see it coming.I made my way towards the control room to have Walter take care of some minor hindrances which could stop me from accomplishing my desires. “Walter,” I called once I walked in, only to see him fucking a bitch inside the control room, with her ass up in the air and his dick driving into her asshole with full force.“Bratva!” His eyes widened and he immediately came out of the bitch’s hole, his pre cum dripping down his dick.My gaze hardened and my eyes darkened, “what is going on here?” “I'm sorry, Bratva.” He immediately tucked his semi-hard dick into his trousers before sending the bitch out, naked.“The next time something of such happens, I will cut off your fucking dick myself.” I warned sternly, my dark eyes searing into his and his face turned an ugly shade of reddish-purple.“Yes, Boss,”

IVANA'S POV With our fingers entwined, Lara led me to where the celebrant, Jeremy, was. He was busy talking with other important guests of his and not until we walked closer, only then did he paused to take a look at us. His eyes dragged from Lara, who flashed him a smile to me. He didn't look away instead, his eyes zeroed on me, and my stomach churned. The look he threw my way was unlike any look I've gotten from anyone before. Raw intentions sparked in his eyes. He wanted me, not as a wife, I could tell from the way his gaze darkened, but a bitch to warm his bed and pleasure him. Upon realising what he wanted from me, I was instantly turned off, and my zeal to please him just like Ruslan wanted, died at once. I doubt that zeal would ever wake up, not after the look he threw my way. “Hi, Jeremy.” Lara raised her hand, waving at him just so she could ease me of his intensive stare. I was grateful for her help. “Hello, Lara,” he drawled, as if pissed off that sh

IVANA'S POV Did Ruslan's command make me speechless? Check fucking yes.Was I surprised? Fuck, yes, I was.My jaw literally dropped to the ground and for seconds, hell! Minutes, I couldn't take my jaw from the ground.“Are you that surprised? Should I make you do it?” He narrowed his dark gaze on me and a long breath whooshed out of me.“No…no. I… will do it.” I shook my head and slowly turned around, my ass raised in the air.I didn't know why I couldn't bring myself to argue or act stubborn under his eagle gaze.Hell, Ruslan fucking Orlov made me weak in the knees and scared to my bones.Striding towards me, he stopped just few inches away from my behind, his eyes zeroing on my round soft ass.“Nice ass you've got there, step-sister,” he leaned forward, whispering into my ears, his hot breath fanning my face.His voice dropped to a dangerous rumble, making my stomach clamp.Ruslan Orlov, without a doubt, is the reason why my stomach clamps every now and then.Stilling myself for wh