All Chapters of My Pretty Dirty Kitten : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Thirty-One: The Ritual

DmitryI am either losing my fucking mind, or Gianna is actually here, at the tracks she claims to hate, in the arms of Braide fucking Langley.Anger coils tight in my skull, hot and blinding. I blink hard, trying to steady it, but then she startles like she heard something. Like she heard me. The next second she’s pulling out of his arms, eyes scanning the crowd frantically.So she did hear me.I step fully into the garage, forcing my posture loose, my expression unreadable. Calm on the outside. Anything but on the inside.“If it isn’t the king of the tracks, Dmitry Orlov,” Braide drawls. “To what do we peasants owe this rather homely visit?”I scoff. He’s lucky Gianna is standing right there. Otherwise he’d be face first in dirt already.“What are you doing here, Gianna?” I demand.Her eyes widen, guilty in a way that hits something ugly in my chest. Like she knows she shouldn’t be here.“I…” She inhales, then looks straight at me, something shifting in her expression. Something col

Thirty-Two: Kidnapped And Locked

GiannaI move around the garage absentmindedly, careful to keep out of Roxanne and Braide’s way. The place smells like oil and hot metal, the air thick with exhaust and noise, but none of it really registers. My body is here. My head is somewhere else entirely.Nothing about what just happened makes any sense.Rhonda.Who is she?How does she know Dmitry?Before he traveled? Did he tell her before he left?Fuck. I’m doing it again. Losing my mind over him.A dark chuckle slips out of me, hollow and humorless. My eyes burn almost instantly, that familiar sting warning me that I'm seconds away from crying. I blink fast, stare at the concrete floor, anything to keep them from falling.“Are you good?” Braide asks.He’s standing over me, broad shoulders blocking some of the harsh light. He looks genuinely concerned, which somehow makes me feel bad.I nod sheepishly. I’m anything but good. Not even close.Still, I'm glad I came here. Glad I witnessed Dmitry's secret race love, even more gla

Thirty-Three: A Prank

GiannaThree thousand, four hundred and twenty-one.That’s how many seconds I’ve been locked in this place. Yes, I counted. Twice.My heart has stopped at least eight times in that span, and for once I’m not even exaggerating.The air feels more heavier, and congested like there's plenty of us here and not just me and the cold floor doesn't do anything to help my nerves.My phone's useless here too, I tried calling Kevin and just like every darn horror movie there's no signal here.I tap my phone again anyway, switching on and off the airplane mode, my eyes widen at the sight of one bar and I rush to call Kevin again but it disappears.“Yes, yes,” I whisper, rushing to call Kevin.And just like every freaking movie, the bar disappears complete. “God,” I whisper, my voice cracking. “Please.”I do not even know what I am pleading for anymore. A signal bar to come back. For someone to burst through the door and save me. Anything at all that will get me the fuck out of here. I can feel

Thirty-Four: Never Wrong

Dmitry“Gia!” I yell the second I walk through the door, my voice echoing through the house. My boots barely touch the floor as I take the stairs two at a time, the banister rattling under my grip.“Boss, Miss isn’t home yet,” Jerry calls from behind me.I stop mid-step so abruptly my knee clips the edge of the stair. My heart stops.That’s not possible.My eyes dart back upstairs, the lights are still off, there's no hum from her little night sounds. I didn't see her after the race with the Langley's, which means she should be already be here. Right?My pulse jumps hard against my throat, heat spreading through my chest. What if one of the members touched her? What if Rhonda was crazy enough to hurt her like she threatened? “What do you mean she’s not home?” My voice comes out rougher than I intend.Jerry lowers his gaze, his shoulders stiff. “She left minutes after you did, sir, and she hasn’t returned since.”Shit.I pull my phone from my pocket with clumsy fingers and dial her

Thirty-Five: Be The Gentleman She Needs

Braide“What do you want?” I ask lazily, my eyes fixed on my phone.Dmitry clenches his teeth so hard I hear a faint crack before he steps closer.That must have hurt.“Where’s Gianna?” he grits out, and I can’t help the smile that pulls at my lips.So untouchable Orlov finally has a weak point. And of all people, it’s his best friend’s sister. Alec will kill him once he wakes up and realizes just how well Orlov has been catering to his little sister.“I don’t know,” I say lightly. “I saw her run away from your clutches.” I tilt my head. “Did she finally see you for the piece of shit you are?”He stalks toward me, his fists clenched tight at his sides, shoulders rigid with barely contained anger. “It is not my fault Sylvia didn’t want anything to do with you.”My jaw tightens. I keep my face neutral, but my own fist curls, nails biting into my palm.“Keep her name out of your mouth.”Dmitry smirks. “I see you’re still waiting for her to want you.”“You made her leave!” I snap.Sylvia

Thirty-Six: Stay Away From The Langleys

Gianna “Gianna!” Dmitry yells from downstairs, but I am too tired to answer, too drained to care what he wants. Isn’t he supposed to be celebrating with Rhonda? Why is he home so early? And why is he calling my name like I am missing? He has Rhonda to meet his needs. My presence or absence should not matter to him. The handle of my door twists. Keys jingle on the other side. Thank God I changed the lock. “Gia, please. We need to talk,” he whispers through the door. My chest tightens. I turn away and bury my face in my pillow, my shoulders shaking as I cry quietly. How much pain will I let him cause before I stop loving him? “I swear, I didn’t plan to leave you alone tonight,” he says hoarsely, like he is crying, or maybe just trying to sound like he is. “But T said it was an emergency. Something that could have set the tracks back.” I scoff softly, still crying. I do not care that he went to the tracks. I care that he did not tell me where he was going. I care that Rhonda w

Thirty-Seven: Morning, Baby

DmitryKitten sure knows how to be feisty. She might be unaware of the fact that she is speaking with me, but that does not make her words sting any less.“Why?” I force out. “What could your ex have done to ruin your evening?”She lets out a muffled groan. I assume she is screaming into her pillow or mattress.Damn. It is both hilarious and a little hurtful that she feels this frustrated just thinking about me.I cannot be all that bad. Right?“What didn’t he do?”“For starters, who confesses their undying love to their ex and then leaves them abruptly right after they receive the saddest news of their life? Well, my ex does. And when I leave the house to try to clear my head, I catch him in the arms of another woman. Typical.”That is not exactly how it happened, but when she puts it like that, then sure, I am the deepest jerk of all jerks with absolutely no excuse.I want to vouch for myself, say a good word or two in my defense, but I cannot push it. I cannot annoy Gia any further

Thirty-Eight: A Prince

Gianna My face flames the second I step downstairs. Pink. Everywhere. The couch is draped in pink throws, the counters littered with pink flowers, pink ribbons, pink balloons. The entire downstairs looks like it was attacked by a Valentine’s Day clearance aisle. I keep my expression neutral and head for the kitchen, pretending none of it exists. “Careful,” Jerry murmurs as he sneaks up behind me, way too amused for a man his size. “Boss man is totally smitten with you.” I roll my eyes so hard it almost hurts. Yeah, right. He’s only doing this because I’m mad at him. Because he's scared I won't take him back. And maybe then I would have worked. Too bad Tamer talked some sense into me last night. “Smitten,” I say flatly, grabbing a mug, “is one word I’ll never use to describe Dmitry’s feelings for me.” Jerry chuckles like he knows something I don’t. “What's so funny?” Jerry lifts his hands in mock surrender. “Oh, I’m not laughing at you. Do you know when boss had all these

Thirty-Nine: Brother's Girlfriend

GiannaThe rest of the day blurs as we play with Brianna, who is an absolute darling.I won’t deny that I expected a brat, but she’s anything but that. She’s gentle with the maids and careful not to upset anyone.“Gia, I’m happy you’re my brother’s girlfriend! He’s always alone.” She beams up at me with those big, sparkling eyes, and my heart warms, ignoring the “girlfriend” part completely.She seems really close to Kevin, and from the way he watches her, he feels more like a father than a brother.“As long as you’re his sister, I’ll never leave his side. You’re so adorable, Bri.”Her eyes light up at my words, and she rushes over to Kevin, who’s at a cotton candy stand in the playpen. That is when I finally understand why it exists.I watch the siblings smiling at each other. They remind me so much of me and Alec, how I leaned on him and how he was always the best human to exist in my world.The girl from the accident resurfaces in my mind. I push the thought down. This isn’t the ri

Forty: Love Or Whatever

Dmitry“I didn’t think she had a boyfriend, and if I remember clearly, she said she didn’t.” Braide’s voice grates against my nerves, too casual, too smug.I turn slowly, fixing him with a look. “What are you doing here?”He cracks his neck like this is some friendly visit. “I came to check on Gianna. At least one of us has to show her care after what happened yesterday.”The words hit wrong. Every single one of them.I close the distance between us in seconds, my chest nearly brushing his. “What do you mean?”Braide doesn’t react to my presence closing in on him. That alone pisses me off. “Don’t act clueless. She was initiated last night.”My curled fists unclench as I hear those words. “You're lying!'“ I grit out. Braide looks at my incredulously, “you had no idea. I'm guessing Gianna didn't was to worry her big brother's best friend.”I grind my teeth, anger bubbling in me. I understand Gia not telling me, but Tamer? Which means one thing. I might have been so overbearing she dec

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