All Chapters of Breathe Me, Bratva King: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

AnatoliEstina glanced back at the closed door to the guest room, hesitant to leave. Seeing her so committed to helping my daughter relaxed me. Masha was in good hands with Estina. I knew that. But it was rare for me to trust anyone this much. Least of all, trusting a woman. Someone still so new to me."Why are you wet?" Her long brown hair wasn't silky and soft. It was damp, clinging to her shoulders. While her jeans were dry, the T-shirt was sticking to her like a second skin."Masha needed my assistance." She resumed walking with me down the hall and cleared her throat. "She almost fell in the shower and I got in to help her."I raised my brows, impressed and touched that she'd sacrifice her own comfort to do such a thing."Would you like to change before we talk?"She nodded, glancing up at me. "Yeah. Where should I meet you?"I told her to find me in my study. Gunsyn was there, waiting for me, and I strode there now. I didn't get far before my phone rang. Sergei was updating me w

EstinaRun.Just go and don't look back.I strained to swallow, my throat so thick with too many emotions. They consumed me, choking me, as I plotted how to get the hell out of here. How to reclaim sanity and act like an educated woman with common sense again.Anger. Frustration. Fear. Guilt. Shame.I wasn't ready to handle all of this and I doubted I'd ever be able to lower my standards and force myself to be okay with staying here. Being in Anatoli's world would never suit me when I remembered how normal people were supposed to behave and get through their lives. It wasn't by playing God and killing whoever they wanted. It wasn't with corruption and violence.Get out.Run and just go, dammit.Walking up to the gate at the back, I lifted my hand to the guard. He'd of course know not to let me out, but I had to try.Thinking of how I was leaving Masha, I resisted the urge to give up this idea and "fall in line" with what Anatoli ordered. But then I remembered how shocked and upset Gun

AnatoliAfter Estina walked out of the room, I stayed in my chair and stared at the closed door. Chasing after her wouldn't do me any good. I wanted to. I was too full of rage mixed with an inconvenient desire for her to not go after her. The memory of how good it felt to be in her arms taunted me to make that peace happen again.But I stayed.I finished my drink, brooding.I didn't know everything about this woman, but I could tell that she had a clinical, analytical mind. Both traits made her the excellent and pragmatic doctor that she was, but it likely meant she needed space to think, to decompress after a day like today.She could have her space. And hell, it wouldn't hurt me to diversify my worries.Masha needed me too.I got up and headed to the guest room she was staying in. I knocked and a maid answered, parting the door enough for me to see that my daughter was sleeping."Would you like me to go?" the maid asked.I shook my head. "No," I whispered back. "Please just sit with

EstinaOf all things Anatoli could've said to me, that stung the most.What was I thinking?I hadn't been.Living in his house and witnessing the brutality of his world pushed me to survival. Not thinking, not being smart about this. I left earlier with no other goal than to escape. Getting the hell out of there was my motive.The car pulled up to the entrance of his building again, though, and it relieved me and depressed me at the same time.I was back. It was like I'd never even left, the time had passed so quickly. My attempt at leaving him had failed, and I was right back where I'd started.This time, as I was guided out of the backseat, I had to carry a lot more baggage with me.Fearsome nightmares replayed in my mind. I'd only been away for hours, but too many atrocities and gruesome images had come to me during them.Being smacked around by the cop when I refused to treat those criminals. Then being taunted and teased, warned of how they'd rape me and share me like a shiny new

AnatoliShe leaned back against me, delirious. I took her hands in mine, wrapping my fingers around her slim wrists as I lined my dick up to pierce into her. With one hard thrust, I pushed all the way in. I dragged my dick over her pussy walls, so slick and tight. I yanked her hands down against her stomach, as if I could use her own arms as a way to brace her in front of me.On our knees, with my cock lodged deep inside of her, she cried out. Flinging forward, she nearly fell to the carpet. If I didn't have a hold on her hands, almost hugging her back to my chest, she wouldn't have stayed up."You want me to fuck you, Estina."She shook her head. "No. I want⁠—"I pulled out as I shoved her forward. Once she was on her hands and knees, I leaned over and drove into her again.Her sweet moans filled the air."You want this," I told her, gritting my teeth through the pressure to come.She thrust her ass up toward me, rocking back to get all the friction she could.Holding on to her hips,