All Chapters of Bound To The Medvedi : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LeniI had systematically avoided my husband in the following days after revealing my relationship with Elise to him. He had done more than just put her under his care, they'd talked and I felt happy about their conversation. It reminded me too much of Franz.Not that I didn't like to think about my brother, I loved to but thinking about him would mean remembering the purpose of this marriage and I didn't want to remember. The weight of my decisions was already drowning me, making it difficult to focus. I had spent years planning, waiting, going to law school and finding an opening. Marrying Dusan had been that opening I didn't think I would have, it was the necessary step I needed to dismantle everything papa built. But now, I wasn't so sure I could pull through with the plan anymore.It wasn’t supposed to feel this way. It was supposed to be easy.I sat by the window of our cabin, staring out at the snow-dusted trees. The honeymoon had been perfect. Too perfect. And even before the

Dusan“Take off your clothes.” I growled out, losing ever ounce of gentlemanliness I had within me. She wanted rough, then she’d get rough.Zhena plopped up, nervously but rush fully took off her gown. I watched as her chest heaved and my eyes remained on her clad breasts.“Every single item on you,” I grunted, using my hand to take out my belt while still watching her.She is beautiful, she always is but in this moment, the way her eyes stayed hooded and her cheeks flushed as she took off her bra.I watched the two precious gems bounced from the impact, Leni cupped them as she kneaded on each breast.Her mouth opened as she gasped silently.“Ty moya pogibel'” “You are my undoing.” I murmured lowly as I rubbed my cock through my pants.I watched the show she gave me blissfully, her fingers tweaked on the red hard knob planted on each of her breasts.“I love it when you say something in Russian, it makes my nipples hard and my core ache.” She moaned out, increasing the pace at which sh

Leni One thing I've learned? Russian men switch up really quick. Dusan hasn't said a word to me since he practically dragged me back with little to no explanations. We just had sex, Viktor called and the next thing a brooding cloud covered the entire room. “You said tomorrow, why are we on our way now?” I pried, needing to understand what in hell was going on. Dusan responded with a grunt, he gripped the wheel tighter. “Are you going to ignore me all through the ride home?”pressed, hating how small my voice sounded. I wasn’t sure if I wanted answers—or if I just wanted him to look at me. His jaw ticked. That was it. That was all I got. I shifted in my seat, crossing my arms as I stared out the window. City lights flickered past like ghosts, but none of it mattered. Not when the car felt like a damn coffin. “Why do you always do this?” I muttered, more to myself than him. “Shut down the second something doesn’t go your way?” I saw it—just the tiniest flicker in his exp

Leni Jerk. A fucking jerk. What was I thinking? How did I let myself get into this situation in the first place, I got married to a creaking monster and I fucking fell in love with me. What did it think this was? Beauty and the beast? Running headfirst into him like he was some kind of twisted savior from my father. And for what? So he could lock me up like a well-fed prisoner? I paced the room barefoot, ignoring the food tray by the door like it insulted me personally. I had actually tried to eat but it was futile, it tasted too raw and the urge to let Dusan choke on his guilt when he finds out im starving made me shiver in delight. God, Leni. You’re a fool. I actually believed him, believed the texts his eyes. How did I miss that this was all a ploy to get my guard down so he can have the upper hand over my father. Three days away from the world and my work, my co workers probably think I am on a trip with mystery man. My hands shook as I shoved the tray away with the sid

Leni Blood drained completely from my face as Dusan turned towards me, rage burning in his eyes. “I didn't plan to be invisible, husband.” God, Leni think before you speak. Dusan walked over to my side of the bed, towering over me, “Well you should have, Zhena. Do you know the danger you just put yourself in?” I avoided his burning gaze, not because I felt remorse but because those were Mama's words when I walked into the study that night. “I think you forget that the moment we met my life hasn't been safe. I got attacked, nearly assaulted and got arrested for defending myself. You think this has been a fun fair for me?” I scoffed, climbing off the bed from the other side. “Zhena, I understand you feel I am the danger but right now I am your only ally.” Ally, he's right. I am in a country where I know no one, he's my only ally and still my sworn enemy. I could feel his eyes on me and I made the mistake of looking up at him. I was met with his grey-green eyes, but fucking h