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EIGHTY-ONE

AnnaI believe everything Viktor told me (and showed me, several times over).But I still don't trust Diana Cleary as far as I can fucking punt her.It's been a few days since he told me what she tried to do. He's convinced that's the end of it—but I know better.She's not the kind of person to simply take her L and then skip off into the sunset.Not without a fight.In the past, I would've let her scratch and claw to get what she wanted. But I've never had something I wanted this badly. And make no mistake: I want Viktor Ivanov. I want the life he's promised me, the love he's shown me, the baby he's given me.So, if Diana thinks she can take him... she's got another thing coming.All of that is why I'm in the sexiest maternity outfit I can wear in public. The sweater cowl is off-shoulder and shows off my décolletage, with the rest of the dress hugging my curves and baby belly.The shoes are the only real disappointment. Any other time, I'd be going to war in sky-high stilettos to sho

EIGHTY-TWO

Anna"Listen, honey." Viktor's assistant pulls off her glasses and tucks them into her dangerously low collar. "I don't know what business you think you have with Viktor, but it's clearly not here—otherwise, your name would be on the schedule."Maybe she doesn't know my name. Maybe he doesn't talk about me here, in his own office, at least enough for her to recognize I'm the one carrying his child as we speak.Maybe she's right—I'm not that important to him."Thanks." I force a smile. "Have a nice day."I'm halfway to the elevator when I hear a door open."Anna?"The fact that he doesn't sound pissed or irritated—actually, he sounds surprised—makes me turn back around. I give him a shy little wave. "Hey, Viktor."He frowns at me. "Where are you going?""You're busy. I shouldn't have just⁠—""Says who?" He aims his frown at his assistant. "How long has she been standing here?"One thing I notice: he doesn't look her over. At all. She's obviously flaunting everything she's got and he ei

EIGHTY-THREE

AnnaIt was a good call to have Galina clear my afternoon.Anna wasn't kidding—she was nowhere near done with me.I've never felt this way about anyone. Ever.I've also never had a woman literally bring me to my knees and drain my soul from my body the way Anna just did.It's going to be a few solid minutes before I'll be able to move again. My hands rest on her belly as we catch our breaths together, curled up in a tangle of limbs. As I look around the office, I can't help but feel an immense swell of pride in my chest.She took me on the loveseat. Wild, hungry, screaming her release as she rode me without a single inhibition.I took her on my desk. If it weren't for the baby, I'd have bent her over it, but we accommodated. It was just as delicious tugging her hair back to watch her face while she orgasms, our gazes locked, as it would've been from behind her.At one point, I even had her pressed against the door while I made love to her pussy with my tongue. I didn't let up until sh

EIGHTY-FOUR

AnnaAfter the sexual and emotional whirlwind in Viktor's office, I'd been having a good day.Until now.Now, my thoughts are stuck on a three-word loop as I stare in horror at the two silhouettes darkening my office door.This isn't happening.This isn't happening.This cannot possibly be happening."Oh, Anna. You look terrible."I force a polite smile and rub the bridge of my nose to ease the sudden, pulsing pressure of a headache coming on. "I'm fine, Mom."Ophelia throws her hands in the air as she paces around my office. "Clearly, you are anything but fine! You're puffy, sweaty... How much weight have you gained?!""Gee, Mom, I can't remember. Hold on while I check my prenatal records." I shove a desk drawer shut just to feel it slam. "You know, because I'm pregnant."She turns on her heels to glare at Dad. "Stewart! Say something!""What do you want me to say?" he spits in disgust. "Our daughter is pregnant, unwed, and shacking up with some stranger. She's going to do whatever t

EIGHTY-FIVE

AnnaI wish I could have a stiff drink.Lord knows I need one."I promise, Anna, the mocktails here are to die for." Rina loops her arm through mine with a cheeky grin. "And once you've popped, we'll come back for the real stuff.""Are we sure I can't have the real stuff now?" I whimper. "I had a day.""Yeah, a day at the spa." Blair nudges me forward to the main entrance of the nightclub. "Not that I'm complaining. Always happy to risk my job for a hot stone massage."Rina nods to the bouncer at the door, who unhooks the velvet rope and ushers us through. "Don't worry about your job. Everything's gonna work out great.""Yeah? And how do you know?"Blair may not clock Rina's hesitation, but I do. And when I glance at her, I see the same knowing smirk on her face that Viktor gets when he's up to something."Trust the process, B," she quips. Looping her arm through Blair's as well, she escorts us into the pulsing nightclub and straight to a VIP booth.I glance around, expecting to see b

EIGHTY-SIX

AnnaThis is what I needed. Alcohol, too, but I can survive a few more weeks without it as long as my friends are here to help me escape in other ways. Like letting the music drown out all my intrusive thoughts.Someone's hands start rubbing my hips. They're not Viktor's. I turn around to tell him off, but the strange guy is too close and tightening his grip too hard."Hey there, sexy," he drawls. Good Lord, I can smell the liquor seeping from his greasy pores. "Come grind that juicy ass on me.""No thanks." I pry his fingers off my hips. He has the gall to moan as he stares openly at my cleavage. "Seriously. I'm not interested.""Don't be like that. I'll do you so good...""I have a man, thank you." I peel his hands away firmly. "Now, go bother someone else.""But I want you, baby," he slurs against my neck. "And I don't see your man here, so..."Blair has her back turned while she dances, but Rina notices I'm not next to her and does a spin to try and find me. When she does, our gaz

EIGHTY-SEVEN

ViktorATTN: Viktor Ivanov, RE: Contract renewal URGENT URGENT URGENTI don't bother opening the email. All I have to see is who the sender is before I trash it like all the rest.Anna was not exaggerating: when Diana Cleary homes in on a target, she does not let up.It's been days since I fired her, her father, and the entire Cleary consultancy. That same night, my inbox pinged with an email from Herbert begging me to reconsider, to schedule a private meeting with him, to disregard what happened.I informed him that he's been disregarding his daughter's behavior for years. I will not be making that same mistake.Diana doesn't warrant a response. I had all her numbers blocked; the only reason why I haven't blocked her email address is because I'm compiling them for a harassment lawsuit.When I'm done, she won't be able to afford a computer to email me from.I make a note in my calendar to schedule a meeting with the company's law firm. With Galina gone, I'm managing my own schedule un

EIGHTY-EIGHT

Viktor"Viktor! What a pleasant surprise!" Mama beams at me and holds the door open wider. "Come on in!""I won't be long," I warn her."You will." She takes my jacket from me, hangs it up, and pats my arm. "I know why you're here. Arlo called me."Fucking Arlo."You two seem close," I remark.Mama smiles wistfully and leads me to her living room. "Come. I've made us some tea."When prisoners evade my questions, it's because they know the answer will get them killed. When my own mother evades my questions, it's because she knows that I'm going to hate what she has to say."Did he tell you how we know each other?"I shake my head. "He said that's for you to share.""Mm. He's a good man. Always has been. Just like his father." She settles into a chair next to mine and pours the tea. "I was born into his household, in a way. My father was one of Pakhan Fedorov's vors. We lived in a house on his estate just outside Omsk, and my mother helped with the gardening."I accept the cup and sauce

EIGHTY-NINE

ViktorI should be heading home. I texted Anna an hour ago to tell her I'd be there for dinner.But that was before Nik called with updates on Silas."Guess who's been having lunch with the senator?" He texted a few photos to me to answer his own question. "We have it on good authority that they're going out with him and Mrs. Silas for dinner and drinks tonight."I nearly snapped the steering wheel in half."Keep them busy," I snarled. "I'll text you when I'm done."I should send someone else to do the dirty work for me. One phone call could have me home in time for dinner while someone else wreaks havoc on my behalf.But when the gates to the Whitfield estate appear in my headlights, I know I can't pass this off to anyone else.I need to spill this blood with my own two hands.I do text Anna my apologies. Something came up. I'm going to be late. Don't wait for me.Then I pop the glove compartment open and grab my favorite pair of leather gloves. The lug wrench is just heavy enough to

NINETY

AnnaDominik glances at me in the rearview mirror for the fifth time since we pulled out of the garage. "You sure you wanna do this?""Yes. No. I mean..." I sigh and slump in my seat. "I have to do this. I have no choice.""You could always just call them. Text. Keep that safe distance."I appreciate his attempts to help. I really do. I know I look like a stressed-out mess of a woman, and battling these pregnancy hormones doesn't help.But I mean it when I say it—I have to do this.I have to confront my parents and cut the cords once and for all.Viktor is going to be gone for the weekend on some last-minute trip that came up. He seemed weirdly uncertain about it when he told me. But he did bring me cannolis for breakfast. So I forgave him mid-bite and told him to have a safe flight.I don't know when or how the idea to confront my parents while he's gone came up. Maybe it was that I needed to find something to do that wasn't nesting-related. An excuse to get out of the house.But wha

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