All Chapters of The Mute Bride For The Don: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Every time I tried to drop my head, he caught my chin and forced it back up so I had to watch us in the mirror. His expression was dark with mad desire and possession, and my face was thoroughly exposed and unguarded in a way that felt so fucking intimate. “You never listen,” he grunted between thrusts, his voice strained with desire. “You are always stubborn. Always doing exactly what you want. Maybe this is the only language you understand.”He thrust hard, pounding into me wildly.I could only moan in answer, yielding to him as the pressure built too fast. He moved in and out of my body, molding me specifically to him, and when I shattered, he held me through it, then followed a moment later with a low groan against my shoulder.We stayed like that for several breaths, water cooling on our skin, until he finally pulled out. My legs felt like jelly, and I almost fell, but he steadied me with a hand on my hip, then he lifted me up and carried me out of the bathroom and back to t

“For all we know, Ivan, Inessa could still be somewhere here in Moscow or close by. Has it never occurred to you to at least try reaching out if she hasn’t reached out yet? Surely, as a mother, she’d want to know how her own daughter is doing.”“Wherever this conversation is heading, I don’t care.” Ivan blurted suddenly, his voice hard, and Anastasia’s lips slammed shut, she shifted, trying to find words to appease him, but Ivan wasn’t done yet.“It was Inessa’s goddamn decision to leave and I don’t give a fuck where she ran off to.”“Why would I bother looking for her? She made her choice after what she’d done, whoring around with that son of a bitch, one of my fucking close associates. She’s running for a good reason, and she sure as hell needs to continue to hide well, because the day I see her with my eyes will not be the worst day of her life.”My heartbeat thrashed fiercely against my chest at the raw words he was using. My hands moved instinctively, and before I could stop my

I crossed the remaining distance in three strides.Volkov turned, slightly startled. The smile on his face faltered when he registered my expression and his hand dropped slowly.“Oh, Ivan, you are here…”I raised a hand, cutting Anastasia’s noise as I noticed another figure seated close to Volkov. A younger woman, slightly older than Tanya but around her age, sat there, looking nervous.“Don Petrov, I was beginning to think you wouldn’t join us.” Volkov stood, his grin returning as he extended a hand for a shake.I didn’t take the hand he offered, keeping my face expressionless as I stared at him.Volkov withdrew his hand, looking slightly embarrassed, but he recovered fast and chuckled. “It seems you are a little protective of your staff,” his gaze roamed over Vanya.“Well, I’ve heard stories about you, you always go for the younger girls.” I replied coldly, “I take it that it’s my job to protect my female staff from you now that you are here.”Volkov gave a short chuckle. He see

“What kind of nonsense did you think you were pulling when you made that sort of deal with that man downstairs?” My words came out unfiltered as I glared at him. “Do you think just because you bought me, you now have the right to sell me off? Do you think you have the right to decide what happens to my body?!” He stepped even closer, and the air between us turned instantly tense. “Thank you for reminding me that I bought you,” he said coldly. “I bought you. Now, you belong to me, Birdie, and I can use you however I choose to. A significant amount of money is attached to that choice, and you think you are more important than the money? Why would you fucking think so?” I flinched at the harshness of his words and his tone, but I didn’t step back. “It’s my body.” My voice shook with fury. “You don’t just get to wake up one morning and decide I have to sleep with some old man just because it helps your numbers, Mr. Petrov!” A humorless chuckle escaped him. “Classic, Birdie. Now he’s o

The bodyguard bowed and left, closing the door behind him, and I frowned as Dimitri stepped closer, reaching for a strand of my hair. I shoved his hand away so hard that he blinked in surprise. Irritation crawled up my skin at how disgusting it was to watch him, knowing what an old man like him wanted with a girl like me. Volkov chuckled darkly. “Playing hard to get already, huh?” he mused. “Remember something, little maid. If you don’t do as you’re told, your Don will be very angry. And we both know Ivan Petrov does not play with money. He does not play with arrangements like this. He could put you six feet under without blinking. And he wouldn’t fucking care if your head is still attached or not. It simply wouldn’t matter to him.” He reached for the strap of my dress, his lips parting as he whispered. “So tell me, would you rather be six feet under wasting a perfect body like yours?” “Don’t touch me!” I snapped, slapping his hand away a second time, as I stepped back. His expr