Semua Bab The Mute Bride For The Don: Bab 1 - Bab 5

Ivan. The basement beneath the Petrov estate was always colder than the rest of the estate. Concrete walls, dim industrial lights, blood-spattered floor with the faint metallic scent that never quite washed away.I sat motionless in my wheelchair at the center of one of the cells, my black suit crisp and immaculate, the black blanket draped neatly over my useless-looking legs.Marco stood behind the maid, silent as death in his own black attire, gloves already dark with her blood.Her name was Katya. Really young and once pretty. Now, her face was swollen, one eye shut, lips split and bleeding, hair matted to her skull with blood, sweat and tears. She hung from the chains Marco had secured to the ceiling pipe, her toes barely scraping the floor.I didn’t raise my voice. I never needed to.“Who sent you?” I asked low, almost conversational.Katya whimpered, blood and saliva dripping from her chin. “P-please… I don’t know what you’re—”Marco drove the knife deeper into her thigh and t

Ivan.I’d just scrubbed the stench of Katya’s blood off my body, yet it remained clear that people no longer valued their miserable lives.I had spent years building order out of chaos. Every living, breathing person in this estate operated according to my rules. Every guard knew his place. Every servant understood what happened when boundaries were crossed.Yet somehow, after all that, I had walked out of my bathroom to find a half-dressed stranger standing in the middle of my bedroom.My bedroom.The one place in this entire cursed estate that belonged to me alone.“Look at me when I’m speaking to you,” I growled.The girl shook her head stubbornly. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she tried to pry my fist from her neck, to no avail. After a few struggles, she must have realized that she was no match for me.“Little rat,” I muttered, my lips twisting into a wicked grin as I cocked my head to the side and watched her tremble pathetically.Her gaze met mine. I could spot the quiet res