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#DARK
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#MAFIA
#PREGNANCY
#KIDNAP

Scars He Gave Me

"You know what a good girl would have done? A good girl would have stayed home instead of sneaking out of her father's compound just to get a man to fuck her. A good girl wouldn't have stabbed a man like me with a pen. And most of all, a good girl wouldn't be turned on by holding a gun to a man's chest." I lean closer to her. "You're no good girl, Ivanna." "You… you're wrong." "Go on then. Come on. Pull the trigger." *** My name is Ivanna. I am the daughter of Misha Sidorov, the head of the Krasnoyarsk Bratva. I have just graduated and I’m about to go to college. My life is perfect until Sergio Sakharov comes into the picture. He is the darkness itself. He reigns over the entire Sakharov family and by extension, the Dvina River Vory Bratva. His word is law, and his desire is absolute. Everything changes in a split second when he steals me away and holds prisoner in Tyva, a bride for his only heir. But Sergio doesn’t take no for an answer. He always gets whatever he wants and against all reason, he claims me for himself instead. He thinks I’m the perfect match for his desires and he is determined to keep me close, even if I fight him at every turn. Except, I’m no helpless pawn. I’m not innocent. I have tasted his dark side, and I want more. The don himself, the man they call the Volkov of Dvina River appeals to me in the most sinful of ways. His wickedness draws me in, and when he decides that he wants me, I’m helpless. I can’t resist him, even if it means giving myself to him. He may think he has power over me and can control me every step of the way, but I’m about to show him who the real boss is.

Bistas_She · Urban
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145 Chs
#R18
#DARK
#POSSESSIVE
#SMUT
#MAFIA
#PREGNANCY
#KIDNAP

I Don’t Want to Die

(IVANNA)

I'm certain that I might die tonight.

For the first few hours, I explored the yacht. The ship was amazing, with no detail or expense spared. I saw all the bedrooms, all the living areas and the bathrooms. There is only one room that remains locked, and I assumed that that was Sergio's office. The crew nods politely and I quickly come to realize that they don't speak English. When I asked for a snack, they brought me more wine.

I ended up on the pool deck where I found bottles of water in the mini fridge. They brought me dinner which was some amazing lobster pasta dish that I would eat everyday for the rest of my life. Then I watched the sunset over the water, wishing that I would just get a phone to call my sisters.

Wait, there has to be a phone on the yacht, because Sergio made a call at one point.