Page 85 of Virgin Bratva Prisoner

When our eyes meet, she looks disappointed and it breaks my heart to see that look on her face.

I walk over to her.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t want it to get that far. Your brother is not an easy man to deal with.”

“I know. But the last thing I want to see is you two fighting,” she says quietly, sounding miserable. I pull her into my arms, wanting to comfort her.

“Where’s Anya?” Leon shouts from somewhere behind me.

I turn around in a panic.

“Where is she?” Yefim yells as well.

Someone shouts, “find her!” And suddenly, everyone starts running in different directions.

I scan the crowd, searching for my sister and Rodion—who has also disappeared. My heart sinks. That fucking asshole took her.

He planned it the entire time. He couldn’t take his eyes off her for a second—and now he’s disappeared and she’s gone too.

It was him.

I storm in the direction he walked off in, hell-bent on making him give her back to us. But as I walk towards the house, he walks out of it and into the garden, still looking pissed off.

“Where is she?” he asks me with a dangerous edge to his voice.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I shout. “You tell me. You are the one who took her. Don’t play your games, Rodion. We aren’t as stupid as you seem to think we are.”

Rodion shakes his head. He looks beyond annoyed. But he isn’t even half as angry as I feel. I will tear him apart to get my sister back.

“You are wasting time,” he hisses. “The longer we stand here fighting—the worse it is for Anya. We need to get out there and find her.”

I step forward and grab his collar, shaking him and pulling him close as I snarl. “Don’t fuck with me, Rodion, you conveniently disappeared right when she did.”

But Rodion’s entire body has relaxed. He isn’t fighting back.

He lifts his hands in the air in a defensive gesture.

“Oleg, I swear, I don’t have her. I didn’t take her,” he says calmly.

He isn’t defensive or angry or aggressive. I let go of his shirt and step back, confused.

“But you’ve been following her. I know you have.”

He doesn’t even try to deny it.

“Yes. I followed her—I followed your brothers too. I kept my eye on all of the Dubrovs to make sure you were honoring your agreement. That’s all.”

He shrugs, but he looks worried. “I don’t have Anya.”

Staring into his eyes, I finally accept that he might be telling the truth.

His whole demeanor has changed. He is calm and stressed. No longer fighting against me.

Leon and Alexei run back into the garden. “We’ve looked everywhere. She’s gone. Someone has taken her.”

My entire body is tense with anxiety.

I shake my head. “If it wasn’t you—it has to be the family who was trying to take you out. They saw that we were aligned with you and now we are their enemy, too.“

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