Semua Bab Claimed By The Wrong Brother: Bab 1 - Bab 10

MADONNA Marriage. My pulse hammered so loud I was sure Ethan could hear it, but I forced myself to nod slowly. "Yes," I said. "I'll marry you." Ethan's smile widened and he reached over to pat my hand. I stiffened under his touch, wondering what the hell I've just gotten myself into. "Good girl. You made the right choice." The SUV stopped in front of the massive stone house and a man in a black suit opened my door. Ethan took my hands and we walked into the open oaken doors of the house. I wondered how he could trust me so easily. But then I remembered what Sergei said. Its not about trust, it's about control. You have to spend three months on the streets before you make contact so that you'd look broken, like someone they can crush easily. Inside the house was massive. Everything from the crystal chandeliers, to the marble floors, to the intricate interior intimidated me. It was the first time of me stepping into a building that screamed bloody wealth. A woman in a maid'

MADONNA Everyone was quiet as I walked into the church. Ethan was holding my hands but it was cold and sweaty so he let it go. I have never been more scared. Ethan stood beside me looking like he'd won a prize, which I didn't understand why because I was a nobody in his world. When we climbed the altar, the priest cleared his throat. It was time. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today—" He was interrupted by a loud bang, the sound of the doors imploding, so loud that everyone jumped and turned back to look at the intruder. A man stood in the doorway, a tall, intimidating shadow who was backlit by sunlight. He radiated waves of malevolence that I felt even from here, across the church. My heart lifted as I realized who he was. Adrian Volkov. My target. The man I'd been sent here to kill. He was walking straight toward me, and my legs shook under my feet. It felt like the entire church was holding their breath as their eyes trailed his movement from the entrance of the ch

MadonnaThe silence became unbearable the moment the door closed behind us. Not the peaceful kind, but the dangerous kind, heavy, thick, like something waiting to strike.Adrian stood by the window of the personal slave quarter. The new slave quarter is more comfortable and a little bigger than the previous one which looked like a cell. His back was was turned at me, loosing his cuff links as though as he challenged his brother and father over my existence.“She’s mine”The words echoed in my head, curling around my spine like a warning.“You will be staying here, guarded and you will be fed. And don’t feel special because any wrong move from you will lead to your death”.He said coldly as he turned his head to me and I flinched. “You are alive because I think you will be useful and it wont take anything for me to kill you once I see you playing any stupid trick” he added.“Yes Adrian” I swallowed “And who the fuck gave you the right to call my name, you have to refer me as your mas

ADRIANI didn’t intend to go to the prison. That was the lie I told myself as I stood alone in my room, my fingers clenching around a glass I hadn’t touched. Everything was normal, yet something gnawed at me.I didn’t sleep, not because the clan was restless or because business demanded my attention. I have handled bloodier nights than this without blinking. This should have been nothing, but it wasn’t. It was her, Madonna.Her name echoed in my head in a disturbing way and I quickly poured the drink down my throat, irritation flashing through me.I assured myself she deserved whatever happened to her because she humiliated me in my own territory.My jaw tightened as I set the glass down and turned sharply toward the door.By the time I reached the underground corridor leading to the clan prison, I slowed down. The air shifted as I descended, colder and heavier with the scent of iron and damp stone.The guards stiffened the moment they saw me.“Lord Adrian” they said in unison, bowi

Chapter TenMADONNAI padded myself up after a cold shower, thanks to the set of panties and pads that was sent last night.I had to put on the smelly hoodie again since I had nothing to wear. I hated that I had to wear it again, but I had no choice. Everything in this place reminded me that I didn’t belong here, that I was just someone thrown into a world I didn’t understand. My body still felt sore and tired, and even standing made my legs ache, but I forced myself to move anyway. It’s still so early in the morning so breakfast isn’t coming yet. I slowly limped to the door and opened it when I peeped out.“Should I just take a walk?” I whispered.Suddenly, memories of the clan prison rushed back into my mind, and fear gripped my chest. My hands began to shake as I quickly shut the door and stepped back.“No… it’s fine,” I told myself, forcing a deep breath. “It’s early in the morning. Nothing will happen.”Gathering what little courage I had left, I opened the door again and steppe