Semua Bab BLOOD AND VOWS: Bab 1 - Bab 10

ELENA'S POV:“You may now kiss your bride?” The priest declared again.My heartbeat doubled. Dimitri's face loomed closer to mine, before I could even gather my thoughts together— his lips were meeting mine, sealing away every piece of protest and resentment I had for this union. He pulled away the next second and reached out and took the ring from the box for himself.I stared at him wide eyed, mouth hanging loose— as I watched him in disbelief.What just happened now?I couldn't even place the pictures together.Was there still any human part still left in the man before me? Or was he totally gone…“Ladies and gentlemen..” The priest was saying. “Family and friends, it is my pleasure to introduce for the very first time— Mr. and Mrs. Volkov.”The elders clapped, they were the only audience we had. My father managed what looked like a smile.Wait, was he really happy that he was selling me out?God, everything seemed to be changing too fast!I sighed dejectedly. Dimitri drew closer t

Elena's POVI stood there clinging to my white wedding gown with both hands, as everyone at the party poured over me. The attention made my skin prickle. I was never used to so much attention before."Is this our new bride?" Someone asked over the music, smiling at me and walking over. My eyes froze on her. She was beautiful in an artificial sort of way, with a narrow nose, full lips and a cleavage that made my moderate chest look like child's play. I didn't think any of those were natural though. They couldn't be."I'm Grace," she said, stopping in front of me and holding out a hand.I let go of the wedding dress I had been clinging to, and reached out with my right hand to take hers. But the handshake didn't happen. She actually pulled me into a hug. I had to force myself not to stiffen."I should warn you," she said softly, whispering against my ear. "Dimitri's a beast in the bedroom and hung like one too. It'll hurt when he takes you and he won't care." She paused, pulling back

Dimitri's POVRomero drove us into the warehouse and pulled the car to a halt, in front of the truck.The warehouse was an abandoned building, with a truck in front to keep trespassers away — it was mainly used for transactions and never permanent storage.I climbed out of the car, crunching gravel under my boots. Luca and Cesare alighted from the second car, hands alertly resting on their holsters at their hips, they gave me a slight nod, before I turned and advanced on the warehouse, gathering phlegm in my throat and spitting it out on the way. I drew out my gun from under my vest and marched on.Father didn't normally send us to get the deliveries — but this case was different. Father suspected the Russians were going to double-cross us, and I didn't trust them either. We filed out in a straight line in to the warehouse, which stank terribly of dust and decay, gunpowder and rot. From where we were we could see the outline of a bright fire crackling away in the fireplace, bits o

Elena's POV:“Why do you deny me what's mine?” He growled, his eyes boring into mine like a stormy sky.I swallowed the nervous knot tightening in my throat and ignoring the way my heart was beating faster, I tried to shove him off with all my might.His lips thinned into a smirk, before he rolled away, letting me go.“I could take what I want.” He said coldly from over his shoulders, his back now firmly turned to me.Of course he could, he was much stronger than me, But then..“I would hate you for it until the end of days.”He laughed, a mirthless, dry laughter. “You think I care about that?”I didn't reply to that. My fists were clenched firmly to my sides, as I glared at him sitted at the foot of the bed.“This isn't a marriage of love, and you do already hate me. I can see it in your eyes.” He continued.Right on both counts too. If there was something else more than hate, then that'd be the word.“Get up.” He suddenly growled, pushing off his feet.“Why?” I challenged.“Now.” He

DIMITRI'S POV:“Breakfast is ready.” I announced coldly to the women, disrupting whatever conversation they were having. The Mother's head snapped around at once, like I had said something so abysmally wrong.I ignored her glare and locked my eyes on the daughter, who shifted uneasily under my stare, drooping her head low. “We're coming.” She muttered in a small voice but loud enough for me to hear.My eyes turned intense on her, brows knitting together and a frown weaving its way to my face. “I want you to join me now!” I said flatly, leaving no room for negotiation. Elena's head jerked up and our eyes met briefly, she shivered — looked at her mother for help, which only made a wicked smile crawl up my throat.That's too sad little wife, mummy wouldn't be coming to your rescue any more.I walked over to them, closing the distance between us in just few strides and before they knew or could even do anything about it, I was standing in front of them— holding an inviting hand out to my