Page 89 of The Bratva's Secret Twins

She screamed as I did as she wanted, squeezing the sheets beneath her.

“Yes, yes, right there—right there!” She moaned as though she was crying. “It feels so good.” She stuck her face into the pillow.

Her sounds were muffled but very much sexy.

I seized both hands and held them, bound, to her waist while my thrusts caused her body to jerk back and forth.

With a deep groan, I increased my pace, and she understood what that meant.

“Do it inside me!” she said. “I want it!”

Shortly after, I shot my cum inside her ass as she let out satisfactory moans.

I pulled out, and she dropped to the bed, her whole body trembling, especially her legs.

She struggled with her breath for a while and gazed at me lovingly, seemingly speechless.

I lay beside her with my hands under my head as I let the sensation of this great fuck sink in.

“Thank you,” she said to me, lying on my chest.

I played with her hair, thinking how amazing sex with her always was. She was my wife now, and I couldn’t wait to move to the next chapter of our lives together as a family.

Epilogue – Vivian

A few weeks had passed after our wedding, and so far, everything seemed to have fallen in place. My life was going well, and the connection my husband and I shared had grown stronger.

The kids were old enough to be enrolled in school, and we’d already made the necessary preparations, so everything was set.

My mom had come by the house a couple of times to meet her grandchildren, who seem to adore her. She was really trying to make amends, and I was grateful that she was. I’d let go of all the bad blood and the negativity that I’d been holding against her. We’d moved past that, and for the first time in my life, I was on good terms with my mother.

She’d once told me that she admired the woman I had become—the type of mother that I turned out to be. She’d said she loved the bond between this new family that I had and that she was so proud of me.

Tyler and his girlfriend, Caroline, were going hard and fast in their relationship, and I thought there was a future for those two. They were clearly in love, and at the pace they were moving, things could actually get real and quite serious for them. I’d love to see that.

Daniil hadn’t been kidding when he said I’d make money working as the official Bratva financial analyst. I’d begun my job for the organization, and so far, I’d seen a lot. I’d seen my husband be the brutal and cruel man that he was; I’d seen him kill before, and I wasn’t moved. I’d come to terms with the life that I’d chosen, and there was no turning back now. This was my choice, and I knew what I’d signed up for.

Daniil might have been cruel, but recently, he’d learned to kill only when absolutely necessary, not for sport. The entire criminal underground feared me as much as they did him. I was untouchable—respected but untouchable.

I managed the business, and with my insights, we began to experience exponential results in no time. Daniil said that he’d never doubted my capabilities, my ability to move the business forward.

Last week, Ashley, my cousin, had called to apologize for missing the wedding. She said something had come up, and so she and her husband couldn’t make it.

I had reminded her over the phone about her warnings to me concerning Daniil, and we laughed about it. She’d said she was only looking out for me, and whatever she’d advised came from a place of love. Of course, I knew that. Ashley was proud of me and officially welcomed me to the family.

There was still a lot that I could learn from her, given she’d been a part of this family longer than I was. I would need her guidance soon enough, and I was certain that she’d be more than willing to help.

Each time we drove past any Solenoir outlet, I always remembered the first time we’d met during that runway show and how, a few days after, he’d walked into the store where I worked. It always brought a smile to my face.

I hadn’t thought that my life would turn out the way that it had, and I was grateful for that. Despite all those challenges—all that fear, hate, and resentment—love still prevailed in the end. Love conquered all.

Daniil had been a beast when I met him; he still was, only this time, he knew how to balance his personal life and work. With me, he was a gentleman, and with the kids, he was an angel, but with his enemies, he was still that gruesome murderer who wouldn’t waste time ending anyone who dared cross him.

I loved this balance in his personality; it was great for the family and for the business, and he never mixed the two.

Today, the kids had resumed school, and we’d just dropped them off on their first day. Recently, Daniil loved to drive by himself without the services of Ivan, his chauffeur.

He was driving us home, and I was in the front passenger seat, my mind still at the school gate as I gazed out the window.

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