VeraTo the untrained outside eye, my plan was as simple as they come, survive another day. It had never required much thought before.Just obedience.But nothing had ever been easy about surviving a power struggle in the bratva.I eyed the pile of clothes laying around in my new closet, unimpressed.To carry out dangerous acts of rebellion, clothes were the most important armour.For what I needed tonight, blending in wasn’t enough.I needed to be seen.I reach for a black dress, hold it up briefly, then toss it aside.Too simple.Another.Too loud.A third.I pause, fingers tightening slightly around the fabric. The pink dress was very short and very backless. I could do glittery makeup with gold heels. It would do. Truth wasn’t the kind of place you walked into unprepared. Not if you wanted something out of it.And I had a beast of a request.Before I overthink and talk myself out of it, I dial Nadia and Katya into a conference call.“Girls,” I chirp.Nadia groans immediately. “W
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