Page 42 of The Bratva's Forbidden Pregnancy

I'll kill the bastard.

My teeth gritted, accentuating my fury.

“Hey, check out those two,” Kostya said to me and Fyodor, pointing in their direction.

Simon was engrossed in a conversation with some random chick beside him. He had that horny look in his eyes, and I knew he’d definitely fuck her before the night would end. He was too focused to care about these two.

“Isn’t she just lovely?” Kostya asked, relaxed with his legs crossed, his gaze fixed on the girls.

“Which of them?” Fyodor asked without taking his eyes off the girls.

“The one with the green eyes,” he replied with a smile.

“They both have green eyes,” Fyodor said.

“Well, I'm talking about the shorter one, the one with the light brown hair. She’s magnificent,” Kostya clarified.

That was Sienna’s friend.

“Well, I find the other one more attractive…sexy,” Fyodor said.

“Keep your fucking attraction to yourself,” I snarled at him, frowning. The only reason he hadn’t taken a punch yet was because he wasn’t just anybody.

“Ooh, temper,” Kostya teased.

Fyodor threw his hands in the air, an indication that he had backed down from any plans of making further moves at the damsel.

I had my eyes fixed on her with only one thought in my head. How should I approach her?

She turned in my direction, and our eyes locked in that moment. She didn’t flinch, nor did she acknowledge my presence. I guess her hatred for me ran deeper than I thought.

A tall, lanky guy approached the girls, focusing on Sienna as he slid in by her side. She smiled at him and looked me dead in the eyes as if to say, watch this.

I did watch her, and my fists clenched as she pulled him to herself and kissed him, allowing his hands to traverse her body. My hold over the glass in my hand tightened, and soon, it shattered, pieces of the broken glass stinging my palm.

I sprang to my feet and headed over there, fuming profusely. She’d done that on purpose, but it still hurt. I pulled the boy away from her.

“What the hell, man?” he exclaimed right before my fist connected with his face.

The force was so strong that it knocked him down to the floor.

“What is wrong with you?” Sienna snapped, pushing me away, her hands feeling light against my chest.

“I think he broke my nose,” the boy whined, his nostrils bleeding.

I’d created a scene for everyone to watch, and I didn’t give a fuck.

“Why did you do that?!” She raised her voice, but I didn’t respond.

I simply grabbed her wrist and pulled her with me.

“Where’re you taking me? Let go!” She struggled to squirm her hand out of my hold, but my grip was firm.

I took her to a room I’d booked and locked the door behind us.

She glared at me. “What is the meaning of this, Vlad?”

I grabbed her neck and pushed her to the wall, but despite my anger, I was careful enough not to hurt her.

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