Page 29 of The Bratva's Secret Twins

I turned to him, and the look on his face rattled me—his brows lowered over his eyes, lips thin and void of any clear emotion. I couldn’t seem to understand the expression he wore, so that was what alarmed me.

I left in silence, hurrying to regroup with the others. This place was already giving me the creeps.

It didn’t take me long to locate them, and I felt a wind of relief blow across my face. Sienna waved at me, beckoning me to come join them.

It wasn’t long after we continued playing that I started to feel uneasy in my stomach. At first, I thought that it was nothing serious and that it would pass, but it didn’t. With each passing second, I felt my skin burning hotter, like I was coming down with a fever or something. I was feeling sick.

“You okay?” Sienna asked, noticing my discomfort.

“Yeah,” I replied, feeling the heat on my forehead with the back of my hand. “I guess I just need to lay my head and rest for a while.” I sighed. “I’ll be back on the ship. You guys have fun.”

Sienna frowned for a moment, eventually nodding. “Alright. Just be careful.”

I gave a subtle nod and left them, managing to push myself as I headed back to the ship. The more steps I took, the weaker I became. I was beginning to get dampened with my own sweat. My eyes were heavy, and so was my head, and in my ears, there was a constant ringing that forced my hands to clasp over them.

What’s happening to me?

It was like my entire body was shutting down, and before I knew it, I fell to the ground, a numbness overtaking me as the forest swirled around me.

Before my eyes shut, I saw, with blurry vision, two hefty men approaching me from a distance. They were speaking to each other, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. However, I was able to catch a single line.

“This one is pretty; we’ll make some good money on her….”

His voice echoed in my head.

I tried to think, but my brain, too, seemed to have shut down. My attempts to keep my eyes open were futile as they finally slipped shut, and I slowly drifted into unconsciousness.

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Wincing at my headache, I regained consciousness in a luxurious room decorated with state-of-the-art furniture, my surroundings still a bit fuzzy as my head continued to pound. This wasn’t my cabin; I was sure of that.

Where am I? What happened to me?

That instant, I remembered my experience in the woods and how sick I felt. I recalled falling to the ground with those menacing men approaching.

This one is pretty; we’ll make some good money on her….

The man’s voice resounded in my head, and then, it hit me.

Oh, my God! I’ve been kidnapped!

That was the only logical explanation, given how things had turned out.

But wait. Why would I be kidnapped and kept on a comfy bed in a room like this?

“You’re awake. Good,” a voice spoke beside me, causing me to almost jump out of my skin.

Terrified, I turned to the speaker, thinking that I recognized that voice. It was Daniil’s. There he was, seated in a chair like he’d been watching me while I was unconscious.

Did he kidnap me? This sick bastard has got some nerve. Which also makes him dangerous. Oh, my God, I’m in trouble.

He smirked. “Rule number one when visiting islands as a guest: Never accept local drinks if you’re a girl who’s all by herself.”

I knew it. That shop owner drugged me; he spiked my drink. But why? Did Daniil put him up to it?

“No, I didn’t put him up to it,” he replied to my thoughts as though he could hear them.

My brows rose in disbelief.

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