The Doctor Wife: A Bratva possession
Marcy E. 💗waiting to exsanguinateon the sidewalk bleeding short storyon the sidewalk bleeding summarymy dream is already smeared with blood
We’re a beautiful mess.
I turn my head and see something glinting under the edge of a discarded tactical vest.
A coin. Silver. Russian imperial eagle stamped on one side.
Viktor’s calling card.
Dante sees it too. His arm tightens around me.
“They’re not done,” he says, voice low and deadly.
I press my face into his neck, still feeling him inside me, still dripping with him. “Neither are we.”
He kisses my temple, soft for once. “Damn right.”