บททั้งหมดของ The Price of Bought Passion : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

“What do you mean, we will live here?” I blink at the Yartsevs. “I have my own home, a job, duties, responsibilities. I can’t just drop everything to suddenly be your guest.”“Oh, Vicky,” Nazar cuts in cheerfully, as if amused by the situation. “You don’t have anything anymore. You’re not going to be guests here. You and the kids will stay here with my father and brother, forever.”“Shut up!” Kirill barks, shooting an angry glare at his twin.“What do you mean, forever?” I look at Yartsev Sr. in horror, and my heart drops somewhere into my stomach.“Just that. My grandchildren will not grow up somewhere on the side and in secret from everyone,” Mr. Yartsev states strictly. “You and Kirill will create a full family, a unit of society, get married, and live together.”To say I was shocked by these words is to say nothing! My head simply couldn’t contain everything that was happening.“What wedding, for hell’s sake?!” I snap, and Nazar chuckles merrily, watching the unfolding show. “To r

Vicky didn’t like what she was hearing from our father. She tried to wiggle out of it, even negotiate, but our parent’s stubbornness was stronger. So strong that he decided to threaten her with her children — which made the girl’s face completely change, turning pale like a bleached toadstool.“Vicky!” the woman sitting next to her exclaimed in alarm and began scolding angrily.“Look at what you’ve done to the poor thing! She barely stepped through the door and you’re already pressuring her with your conditions! You could’ve handled it normally, without all this! You could’ve courted her, invited her on dates, and then she would’ve agreed to marry on her own! But no! You started measuring your… capabilities here! Fathers, damn it! Why are you standing there like statues? You and you!” she shoots her angry gaze at father and me.“Take the children immediately! And you!” she nods at Nazar. “Bring water, now!”“Ma’am,” father starts to simmer, “aren’t you giving out a few too many orders

“This is nonsense!” I can’t hold back.“Believe me, people often build families without even that.”“Why are you doing this?” I don’t understand Kirill’s zeal. “You hardly could have grown attached to the children and to me. Then why? With your profession…”“That profession you accuse me of belongs to Nazar!” the man snaps. “That evening, he asked me to replace him on the date. I thought I would just meet the girl, talk, and part ways. At that time, I didn’t know what Nazar’s job was. And then I met you — so beautiful, sexual, alluring, determined, and ready for anything. Forgive me, I couldn’t resist!”Of course, it was pleasant to hear that he considered me beautiful, sexual, and alluring, but now I have a ton of problems because of it.“I work as deputy to the director — my father — at Inkorpmedyar, not whatever you think. And the reputation and prestige of our company matter to me, so my children will stay with me. I’ve invested too much in our business to ruin the company’s reput

“All right! I’ll warn Elena, and you go change quickly,” the man starts scolding me impatiently and very sternly, and I can see how the boys’ expressions change.Looking at Kirill and then at me, the boys’ eyes widened, and their lips began to tremble. Well, here we go…“Mom!!!” the children practically wailed at the same time, crawling fearfully under my wing and looking anxiously at their daddy.“See!” I stared at the brunette calmly but reproachfully. “You scared them! They’re like sponges—they absorb and easily read a person’s emotions!”“But I didn’t even yell!” the man genuinely didn’t understand, while Valentina and I tried to calm the children down.“Uh-huh. And did you see your own face at that moment?” I raised an eyebrow. “Even a maniac would look friendlier!”Only after we went up to the nursery were Valentina and I able to distract the children with games, pulling them away from their hysteria. I quickly changed clothes and hastily combed the porridge out of my hair, sinc

As we walked to the next house, Evgeny didn’t stop talking for a second about what a wonderful place this was and what lovely people lived nearby. To be honest, I listened half-heartedly, as did Kirill. The houses were far enough apart from each other to guarantee privacy and quiet seclusion.Enjoying the local nature, I noticed a very unusual little house, standing alone on a small elevation, separate from all the others. We were walking relatively far from it, but even that distance was enough to notice that this house was noticeably different from the modern buildings.It was a compact two-story house with a large veranda and wide balconies overgrown with wild grapes. The house was clad in gray natural stone and stood out from the others with its rather unusual design, made in an old-fashioned style. There was no modern paved path or sidewalk leading to it, only a stone walkway. There was no neatly trimmed lawn, only short, natural grass. The real charm of the house was added by th