Page 32 of Twins for the Bratva

Mila took another sharp turn. I slid across the back seat, this time slamming into the door. “Are you okay?” I heard her asking.

“Yes, yes, just get us out of these fields,” I replied softly. My chest and throat felt completely clogged up. I was gasping for air as my mind tried to convince me that I was about to die.

The truck steadied out as Mila turned onto a road. Looking back, the other car was still behind us. I noticed movement in the back, and something was coming out of their window. As I stared at it, I realized it was a gun.

“They have guns,” I screamed, feeling my heart jumping into my throat.

“Stay calm, Dahlia,” Mila replied in a firm tone. She slammed on the brakes as the car got closer. It swerved behind us, not wanting to hit us. Mila sped up again and took another detour. This time, I was chattering on my teeth. The road she took was very narrow. On both sides were lines of trees.

Shots started flying past us as the car tried to follow. Mila must have known the road well as I saw the other car slowingdown. The turns and twists were too unpredictable for them. After a couple more turns and twists, the road split into three.

Mila turned down the right and then took a left at the next split. She slowed down as we were all sure they wouldn’t be able to find us anymore. I tried finding my phone. But it must have slipped in under the seat as I couldn’t find it. I could only hope my message went through.

We drove quite a distance before the trees started thinning. As we left the confines of the trees, I saw a small wooden cottage ahead of us. It was a lovely little place. There were flowerbeds right around and a porch with two rocking chairs. It seemed the ideal place for a couple of old people to relax.

Mila rode around to the back. She stopped before an old barn. Alyssa jumped out and opened the doors so Mila could pull in. We gathered our belongings and headed to the house.

As Mila closed the door behind us, she looked at Alyssa and me. “Are you two okay?” she asked.

“Yes,” Alyssa said, walking to the kitchen.

“I think so,” I replied.

We also went to the kitchen and sat down while Alyssa boiled some water. “Whose place is this?” I enquired curiously.

“It’s an org hideout. It belongs to all of us,” Mila replied.

As the kettle started to whistle on the gas stove, we heard a car nearing at an incredible speed. Mila jumped up and ran to the window by the door. Peeking out, she let out a sigh. “It’s Konstantin, driving like a maniac as usual.”

The cottage was covered in a cloud of dust as he came to a shrieking halt outside. The door swung open, and Konstantinbarged in. “Are you all okay?” He yelled at us, glancing around frantically. I was relieved and also excited to see him.

“Yes, we’re okay, Konstantin,” Mila replied. “I think it’s that other Bratva group you mentioned.”

Konstantin rushed at Mila. “Yes, I’m sure it is. How dare you go out without protection. I thought the two of you would be smarter by now!” He spat, looking from Mila to Alyssa. “I gave consent to go shopping. But I didn’t know you needed instruction as well. You know she’s in danger; you should have taken some guards.”

Before he could continue his rampage, I stepped closer and placed my hand on his chest. His heart was pounding against his chest and his skin felt hot. “Baby,” I whispered. “It’s not their fault.”

Placing a hand on his cheek, I turned his head so he could look at me. “Breathe in deeply, I’m okay. Mila saved us.” Raising to my toes, I placed a tender kiss on his lips. “The guards would have just spoiled our trip, and I had so much fun,” I added.

Konstantin took my hands in his as he breathed in slowly. “Let’s get home,” he said, kissing my fingers.

“Agreed,” Mila added from behind me. “We’ll take the truck.”

Konstantin took me out front. We waited for the other two to come around in the truck before heading home. I held his leg all the way home. My hormones were raging. All the adrenaline had caused an uproar I was battling to control. As we pulled in, I spoke up. “I bought some special items.”

He smiled at me as he got out and came around, opening my door. Konstantin held out his hand. Taking it, I got out. “Youcan go in so long,” he said, kissing my cheek. “I’ll bring up your things, sugar.”

Nodding, I replied softly before heading in. “Meet me in my room?” I swayed my hips from side to side and smiled seductively at him.

“Okay,” he replied, laughing.

I had barely sat on the bed and removed my boots when Konstantin came in. He wobbled slightly, his hands overflowing with bags. Taking some of the bags, I took them to the bathroom. He followed with the other bags.

Handing him the bag with snacks, I tapped him on the chest as I spoke. “Now go back to the room and wait; I have some things to show you.”

“I will look at anything you have to show me,” he replied, taking the box and closing the door.

First, I dressed in a mint-green pants suit. It was the most concealing out of the clothing I bought, but I loved the way it pressed my breasts. It showed a bit of cleavage but just enough to prickle the imagination.

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