Semua Bab The Bratva's Obsession : Contract Ends,The Marriage Begins: Bab 41 - Bab 50

IRINAOf course, I heard their conversation. Miron and Sergey. I was about to go to the kitchen because I was hungry. I could hear the men chatting downstairs. I thought Miron was just talking to his men, but apparently not.Even though I knew Sergey was talking about me, I somehow felt the need to show a different side of myself. I walked through the living room door, deliberately stomping my feet to make them aware of my presence.The last words I heard before I disappeared into the kitchen were Sergey asking how long I would live.And now, I wonder, how likely is it that Miron is Serena’s real killer? Is it the same case as Igor killing his wife? I was lulled by bad thoughts that I just let in my head.“Do you need anything, Miss Irina?” Ella’s voice startled me.I was about to open the refrigerator, but Ella was already standing beside me. As if to discourage me from opening the refrigerator, “I'll prepare dinner for you,” she said again, choosing to pass in front of me, keeping m

IRINALast night was incredibly embarrassing. My stupidity, damn it, prevented me from sleeping soundly. This morning, I was forced to wake up with sleepy eyes. I yawned a few times on the bus, and now here I am.I stood in front of my office, staring at the skyscraper that had been my livelihood for the past four years.“Oh my God, what have I done?” I muttered. I never expected to be in this position.I prayed every day for years to keep I job and continue providing for myself, my grandmother, and others. For the first time, I felt unafraid of losing my job for this one.Who gave me the courage? Miron?I don’t know what this devil promised me that I would do all this for him. Just like any other day, I walked confidently into my office, greeting everyone I passed.As I waited for the elevator to open, the distinctive sound of high heels approached me. “You seem happy today,” Abigail said. I don’t know how long she’d been standing beside me. When the elevator opened, we both boarded.

IRINA“I knew it!” Ivy smiled broadly, then chuckled softly. She hid her phone back in her backpack. “You were surprised by his handsomeness, weren’t you? Even though he’s twice my age, we look so good together, right?” Ivy said again.I was still stunned, thinking about how Miron had gone this far. He approached Richard’s daughter just for this? Oh my, what was this man thinking? I mean, why did he drag an innocent girl into this?“Irina? Come to your senses. Why are you so stunned? Is my man that handsome?” Ivy said again, elbowing me. She was still smiling gracefully, kindly, and completely innocent. It made me feel even more mentally tortured.“Ivy, it’s too early to call him your man. You’re not even a couple yet, are you?”Ivy chuckled, “You’re right. At least you’ve seen that I’m starting to be attracted to this kind of guy. It seems my tastes change over time,” she said.We couldn’t keep discussing this. I still needed to get Ivy out of here. But what excuse was I supposed to

IRINAMiron threw the ball to me, and I made the most of it. What fool would let their enemy control their marriage? I told them loudly, I didn’t want any of the Pavlov family’s female relatives interfering in my marriage.I knew my decision was arrogant; after I said it, Daria didn’t stop protesting. I left, not knowing what they were talking about.“You shouldn’t have openly confronted them like this. It’s not good for you,” Ella said, following me into the room. I was already changing, getting ready to visit my grandmother.“I don’t care,” I replied, stuffing my phone into my backpack. I hadn’t turned it on since yesterday. There were bound to be a lot of angry messages coming in, complaining about me. People at my office, and especially Richard, who had probably already noticed his safe had been broken into.“Are you going out for lunch today?” Ella confirmed, seeing me getting ready to leave.“I really want to be alone today, Ella! Please don’t follow me.”"Sir Miron won’t agree.

IRINA“I’m begging you, Mom! Don’t do this to me!” I gasped, staring at my mother, who wore a completely innocent expression.I decided to turn my phone back on, and it was as I expected. There was a flood of incoming messages and missed calls. It was noisy, messy, and stressful.Among the many messages, from the office, Richard, threats, and other things. I really couldn’t stand my mother’s threats. She sent a photo of herself in front of my grandmother’s room, threatening to harass her again.This was disgusting!“Haven’t I already given you more money than you asked for? You should have listened to me, too. Don’t harass my grandmother again.”My mother groaned softly, her face showing disappointment. It was as if my words hurt her; she was the victim, and I would always be the villain.“Is this what I deserve? When the media is so excited about the news that my daughter is getting married?” she replied. Her tone was uncharacteristically calm.Huh, how funny!She called me her daugh