All Chapters of The Mute Bride For The Don: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Vanya.There was a difference between being sympathetic and being purely stupid.I would be stupid to go to Ivan, in the middle of everything already going on between us and beg on Anastasia’s behalf. And no matter how much I felt for her, I simply couldn’t risk it.It was bound to get Ivan angry, and worse, he might think I was in with them on the whole thing and make things even more complicated between us.I looked at Anastasia, who was still on her knees, and felt the old resentment inside me burn.“I can’t help you,” I told her. “You and Tanya have done so much evil to me and caused me nothing but pain since the day I arrived. I keep wondering what I have done to you and your daughter. I have never done you two any wrong to deserve the hatred you’ve both shown me. You know how badly you’ve treated me, Anastasia. So why should I help you now? Why should I help you beg Ivan to leave Tanya alone so you can take her away? You’ve done nothing to deserve my help, so why should I beg fo

Ivan turned sharply and whatever scowl had been on his face hardened even further as he glared at me, “What the hell are you doing here, Vanya?” he asked, moving toward me. “Have you lost your senses? Why did you come here? Why do you always come into places you know full well you should stay the fuck out of?”I ignored the questions and moved closer to him instead, closing the space between us as I stared up at him, worriedly. “Ivan, p-please,” I stammered.“Oh, you want to say something, hmm?” Ivan mocked, still totally pissed off. “Speak, Vanya.”My brows furrowed, but I kept my annoyance in check and kept my voice as low as possible. “Please leave, Tanya. Let her go. She’s still your sister, in every way that matters beyond blood. You still cared for her once, Ivan, so please think of the memories you both shared—”“Have you gone mad?” Ivan cut in furiously. “Do you think I live on stupid memories? Do you think I would still be alive if I let emotions and memories control the thin

Vanya.My legs stayed locked around Ivan’s waist as I lowered my lips to his and let out a deep exhale.I had no idea how long I’d been wanting him or how much I did until my lips pressed to his. And once I did, I knew there was no going back.My hand slid into his hair as I kissed him harder than I’d ever kissed anyone. I demanded his tongue, pushing through his teeth to sweep over the moist heat his mouth offered. It was purely electric, and it felt like a whole new fucking discovery. Ivan’s fingers dug into my waist to steady me as I moaned into his mouth, moving between his upper and lower lips and letting out a little cry.I was hungry, also angry with the need to feel every taste of him. Ivan’s hands came up to cup my face, and my brows furrowed with confusion when his thumbs pressed against my cheeks so he could pull back just enough to breathe.His eyes were dark with a desire that matched mine, but also hazy.“Is this one of the pregnancy things?” he asked, his voice rou

Ivan stiffened. His gaze was dark as his eyes travelled down my naked body.I gestured for him to lie back on the bed as I walked slowly toward him and Ivan did as I instructed. He lay back on the bed on his back and I bit my lower lip as I reached for the bedside drawer I'd watched him go for countless times. Inside lay a set of soft leather ropes and Ivan watched me with a raised brow as I guided his wrists to the headboard and fastened them.His lips curved as he scoffed.“You know, sometimes, I think you just pretend to be innocent, Birdie,” he said, with a low laugh in his voice. “It’s all an act, and you are just too wild when you want something.”I resisted the urge to laugh as my eyes twinkled. I wouldn’t pretend to be innocent anymore, because any innocence in me had been tainted completely by him.“I learned from the best,” I said, straddling him again, with my palms flat on his hard, chiseled chest. I trailed a finger down, along his biceps as excitement rushed through

When we returned to the bedroom, Ivan pulled on a clean pair of sweatpants without a shirt. Then he lit a cigarette and moved toward the window.I watched the smoke curl, then walked toward him, finally finding the courage to ask the question that had been on my mind for days.“Ivan, can we go and see Sofia?” I asked. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen her.”Ivan stiffened, glancing toward me briefly. “Sofia?”“Yeah?” My brows furrowed. “I know you haven’t wanted me to see her for a while now, and I need to go there today. It’s been so long since I’ve seen her, and I miss her. I know she hasn’t woken up yet, but I just want to see her. And who knows?” I shrugged. “She could feel my presence, too.”Ivan’s jaw tightened. He closed his eyes briefly before opening them again, and I frowned, feeling the change in him instantly.He glanced back at the window as he took a drag from his cigarette instead of responding to me.“There’s no need to see Sofia for now,” he said finally, and my br