All Chapters of The Price of Bought Passion : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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61 Frank Conversations

After a long shower, I finally crawl out of my little hiding spot, but Kirill isn’t in the bedroom. Quickly changing into jeans and a T-shirt, I wrap my chest and loosely tie my hair in a messy bun. I hear someone clattering dishes in my kitchen. Looks like the man is hungry.When I step into the kitchen, I freeze a little. Kirill is standing in front of the open fridge, scratching the back of his head. And… nothing strange, right? But he’s wearing only sweatpants, sitting shamelessly low on his hips, and I can’t help staring at his tattooed bicep and equally appealing back.Damn man! Where do they make guys like this? Then I smile to myself—after all, I gave birth to exactly the same kind! You can’t fight genetics.“Don’t laugh at me,” I hear, realizing he caught me staring. “I was just thinking what to make for tea.”“There are candies and cookies in the top left drawer,” I smirk, and only then notice that Kirill warmed up some food leftover from last night’s dinner.We sit down for

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"No. I didn’t say that. Your mind is just… overly practical.""Well, you know!" I frown at him. "I have a question for you after our first night too. How did I end up pregnant?!" I start getting angry that someone’s “practical mind” turned out… not so practical!"There’s no 100% contraception," Kirill sighs heavily. "Maybe a condom was defective somewhere. We went multiple times that night," he smiles confidently. "Maybe our little boys got lost somewhere between changing the rubber…"Wow! He talks about it so casually! Of course, he wasn’t the one writhing in pain for more than twelve hours!"Tell me, after that incident in the library, did you take emergency contraception?" If I blushed before, now I noticeably turn pale, and Kirill notices immediately. "Are you serious, Vicky?!""If you didn’t notice, I wasn’t alone at that event!" This topic irritates me, and so does the way he acted then… and even now. "It would’ve been strange to go to a pharmacy with Danil and buy anything for

63 Don’t Want to See Him

I felt nauseated, uncomfortable, disgusted. But, more than anything, I was disgusted with myself rather than the whole situation. I recalled our morning together, and it made me want to vomit.Why am I so weak in front of this arrogant stud? Just a minute ago, I had been a complete idiot to even entertain the thought that something could happen between us in the future.Seriously, Vicky?! Why are you such a fool?! You felt his fake care and immediately fell for his acting skills. It was even more infuriating, feeling embarrassed by my naive trust in just anyone.And my imagination wouldn’t help—it mercilessly painted scenes of the two of them naked, entwined, him passionately doing with her everything he once did to me, maybe even better. She moaned sweetly, shivering with pleasure he gave her. His magnificent body glistened with sweat over his rugged, tattooed muscles while the brunette beneath him arched gracefully with her perfect figure. Not like me, postpartum, with some fairly u

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I can’t hold back and slam my palm on the table when I see one of Kirill’s men calmly walk in and sit at a free table with a perfect view of us. It’s the same guy who drove us from the base. I think his name is Mikhail.The man sits down and flashes me a radiant smile, even winking.“Is that your bodyguard?” Marina asks, staring at the big guy, just as shocked as I am.“What the hell, Kirill?!” I call my fiancé, ready to give him a piece of my mind. “Why is your goon following me around?!”“What did you expect?” the man replies calmly. “After your morning statements about cheating with whoever, get used to Misha’s company now. Maybe you’ll finally become friends.”“Are you completely out of your mind?!” I yell so loudly a few of the café’s customers turn to look at me. “You’re such a pig!”I hang up and feel steam practically shooting out of my ears from rage. The bastard! He goes off to his harem, and sends his watchdog to guard me!I hate him!“Vicky, let’s just ignore him,” Marina

65 Dangerous Weapon

Kirill Yartsev:That clueless bitch! She was deliberately lurking by the car to stick her nose into things that weren’t her business!When Mikhail called me and said that Mila had shown up near my car, I didn’t believe it at first—what would she be doing in this part of town? But by then, I couldn’t prevent the meeting, because we came down from the third floor pretty fast and Vicky had already spotted the brunette.“What are you doing here, Mila?” My anger had no limits. I can’t stand pushy people.“I’m waiting for you,” the girl said, smiling confidently. “I was just passing by, saw your car, and thought I’d say hi.”“Fuck!” I saw Vicky silently turn and walk away.I caught up to the girl, and my soul froze at the emptiness in her eyes. She looked at me without accusations, without hysteria, just with exhausted hopelessness. Behind the mask of indifference, I saw her pain, and for some unknown reason, it echoed inside me.For the first time in my life, I felt like a real bastard. No

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My girl doesn’t like control, and I’m not surprised. But now she’ll have to get used to having security around… at least until I’m sure she’s accepted my conditions and won’t do anything reckless.“THEY’RE TEARING YOU APART TO PIECES,” made me smile for a second.“OF COURSE THEY ARE. KEEP REPORTING HER MOVEMENTS,” I typed, needing the certainty.After parking my car, I found Nazar in his office. He was typing something intensely on his laptop and didn’t notice me right away.“I just ran into Mila near Vicky’s building. You know what she was doing there?” I asked, settling into the chair opposite my brother.“No idea,” my twin answered without looking up. “I haven’t seen her in a while. Thought she found herself a new sponsor. So your suspicions about me are baseless. And why do you even think I’d want to mess with you?” Nazar finally looked at me.“Sometimes you give reasons to think that,” I said, crossing my arms and stretching out my legs.“No. I just want you to be honest with you

67 Trouble in Paradise

Kirill Yartsev:The word “f**ked” was still putting it mildly!Calling Misha right away, I heard that the girls were okay… relatively… but they had started a drunken mess and a full-on party!“Wait, I’m coming. I have the keys!” I quickly informed the security guy, regretting that I didn’t think to leave the keys with Misha earlier.“Trouble in paradise?” my brother mocked. “Need help?”“With two drunk girls, I think we’ll manage somehow!” I jumped up and headed to the car, but Nazar followed right after me.“I have to see this!” my brother was cracking up—if only I could share his mood.Parking near Vicky’s apartment, the first thing that caught my eye was some bum in an Armani leather jacket happily chugging hawthorn tincture on a bench with some drunk in Dior pants. MY damn Dior pants!Grinding my teeth, I saw my clothes scattered all over the yard, while some random tipsy women with blue bloated faces rummaged through them. And through the wide-open windows of my fiancée’s apartme

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“Vicky, what the hell are you saying?” I looked at the mother of my children in pure suffering. “Have you two completely lost all sense of self-preservation here?!”“…I need to pee,” the golden‑haired menace muttered after a short pause, grimacing, as if we weren’t even standing there. She got up and, wobbling like a drunk penguin, shuffled toward the bathroom.“That’s what you get for not praying,” Nazar muttered vindictively, doing his best not to burst out laughing.“Damn, you’re kinda nice too,” Vicky’s friend suddenly said, giving my twin a slow, evaluating look. “Are you brothers or something?”Nazar did a facepalm, and I exhaled heavily, staring at the ceiling. Time for these two to end their little party.“Nazar, can you drive Marina home? The girls need to call it a night.”“Yeah, sure,” my brother snorted, agreeing, and tried to lift the blonde — which turned out to be far from simple.When it was just the two of us left in the apartment, Vicky emerged from the bathroom.“Ma

69 Uncomfortable Questions

Vicky:I woke up relatively early. It was already eight in the morning, but Kirill was still asleep.Was I ashamed of yesterday? Rather no than yes. Because I remembered everything — and I remembered the reason for my behavior too. And I also remembered that I managed to say a lot of things that had been bothering me. So I didn’t feel guilty, and I definitely didn’t regret anything. It’s useful for such turkeys to get nervous sometimes, even over silly things.What really surprised me when I opened my eyes was that my fiancé was lying so close to me, holding me tightly by the waist, while I was lying on his arm. And once again — he was in nothing but his underwear! Well, at least he had those on.Quietly slipping out of the bed, I realized I felt absolutely wonderful despite yesterday’s drinking spree. Apparently, that stomach cleanse came right on time — a blessing from above.After freshening up quickly, I tidied myself up — and the apartment too, after last night. Once that was don

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Irisha even brought her kids over, and we spent great time together. Of course, my babies were still very little, but they were curious watching older children. Misha and Ira’s oldest boy was seven, and their younger daughter was four. It was amusing to watch how the older kids pretended to be grown-ups, trying to teach Andry and Egor life lessons.There was exactly one week left before the wedding. Our event was scheduled for May twenty-fifth, and today Irisha and I were supposed to go choose a wedding dress.Of course, brides usually approach this matter carefully and thoughtfully, but I couldn’t care less what dress to wear for this formal occasion. When a wedding is wanted — and with someone you love — every little detail matters. But in this case… well, we’ll get married, so we’ll get married. No one is swearing eternal love to me, and I’m not swearing it either, so I don’t even want to fuss over the details. We had a whole team of organizers hired, so most of the chaos didn’t co

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