Page 33 of The Bratva's Secret Twins

He was quiet, taking a seat in the visitor’s chair.

“Why, though?” he asked. “Why do you want this girl so badly?”

“Why do you need oxygen to breathe?” I answered. “Vivian is….” I leaned closer, stealing a glance at the screen where she was lying on the bed. “She’s different: stubborn, affectionate, kind, happy, classy. She’s beautiful yet untouchable. Polite yet fierce.” I leaned back into my chair. “There’s a lot to admire about her.”

My attention was drawn to the screen after I caught a glimpse of movement in the room. I fixed my eyes on the footage and watched her approach the closet. Why was she going there? She was already dressed. Was she looking for something? I’d guess she was already getting used to her new life, but it was too early for her to succumb to this. What was she up to?

She pulled out a pair of pajamas and set them on the bed, then faced the camera with a look so sexy that I felt my cock grow hard in my pants.

What are you doing?

She took off her shirt, and my eyes reflexively widened in shock, however subtle. Next, she unbuttoned her pants, drew down her zipper, and bit her lower lip while slowly taking it off, her eyes fixed on the camera.

My hand reached for my jaw instinctively, rubbing it as my unwavering gaze remained on her.

A few seconds later, she was standing there in only her underwear, and her body was too sexy, too tempting to resist.

I heard Andrei whistle at the sight of her sexy figure, prompting my jealous eyes to dart at him.

“What?” He shrugged his shoulders defensively. “She is sexy.”

“Fuck off, man,” I said casually.

He chuckled, rose to his feet, and then left the office.

I sighed and returned my gaze to the screen, only to realize that she had set her pajamas aside and lay back on the bed, looking so sexy and seductive.

Her hand slipped into her panties, and I watched her body writhe slowly like she was enjoying the pleasure of her own fingers. She let out a very soft moan and shot her eyes up at the camera.

What are you up to?

She retrieved her hand and positioned herself sideways, then pulled up the sheets and turned off the lights.

“What the fuck?” I whispered to myself. “Did she just tease me?” A scoff escaped my lips.

Just when I was starting to enjoy the show, she shut me out. Not cool.

This had an incredible impact on me, an impact that I had never felt before.

Chapter 11 – Vivian

The arrogant bastard sank a fucking ship!

My mind ran wild at the stunt he’d pulled.

I tossed and turned beneath the sheets in an attempt to get some sleep after days of being held captive by the psycho who’d kidnapped me.

Still trying to wrap my head around what he’d done, I couldn’t even understand how he’d come up with such a crazy plan. I knew he was obsessed with me, but I hadn’t thought he’d go this far.

One thing was certain: He was a madman, one that I had to be smart and extremely careful around. He’d proven time and time again just how incredibly powerful and dangerous he was, and that was enough to give me sleepless nights.

Since my arrival here, he’d shown me constantly that he owned me and that I was his. He didn’t care how much I hated being labeled as an item to be possessed. Maybe he loved seeing me upset as much as I loved to sometimes tease him a little.

Sicko!

The first time we met officially at that party, he’d struck me as a man who always got what he wanted, and despite the knowledge that I’d had of him, I was still somehow drawn to him, to his dark side. I’d tried to keep my attraction hidden, but he could see right through me. Daniil had this aura that was both intimidating and irresistible.

Was this the reason for his twisted move to get me for himself, to isolate me from everyone I loved and cared about?

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