Page 89 of Virgin Bratva Prisoner

He grabs my arm. “Now is a perfectly good time.”

I sigh.

“I’ve been studying medicine for years.”

Saying it out loud is actually a relief. I never wanted to keep that secret. I’ve always wanted to tell them and I’ve wanted them to be proud of me for it.

Rodion looks shocked. “What do you mean?”

“I graduated top of my class back home, then I stared studying again when I got here. Oleg helped me sign up at a very prestigious university and I’m writing my exams soon.”

“Oleg helped you—are you studying to become a doctor—is that how you knew how to help Renat?”

I nod. “Yes.”

Rodion glares at Oleg, who steps close to me and wraps his arm around my waist. “You did an amazing job,” he whispers against my ear. I smile, because I just saved my brother a world of pain. If they had moved him, that shard would have done far worse damage.

Oleg and I turn to walk out of the warehouse, away from the carnage.

“Is Anya ok?” I ask as we step outside.

“She’s good. Leon has taken her home. Rodion was actually the one who got to her first. I need to thank him.”

Oleg stands next to his car but waits before getting in.

“Rodion—“ he calls my brother, who turns to look at him. His eyes are glazed, as though he is lost in thought.

“Mm?” he says, looking between Oleg and me.

“Thank you—for what you did for Anya. For getting to her so quickly. I appreciate it.”

“Sure,” Rodion says, then pauses. “Oleg, did you really enroll Raisa in university?”

“She wants to me a doctor, man. I will do anything she needs me to do to help her achieve her dreams.”

Rodion nods slowing, then pulls his car door open.

“Have a good night,” Oleg calls out.

“You too,” Rodion replies, then climbs inside and drives away.

“What’s gotten into him?” Oleg shrugs, pulling his door closed. He turns towards me, running his hand over my leg. “Let’s get home. Tonight has been absolute chaos.”

He pushes the car into gear and pulls out into the road, heading away from the warehouse, towards our home.

“Do you think he’s angry with me?” I ask after a while, worrying about how serious Rodion looked. “Or maybe disappointed? Because I never told them I was studying.” I twist my fingers nervously in my lap.

“Just give him some time, little flower. A lot happened tonight. But one thing is for sure, he saw what you did for Renat. He can’t deny that you helped him.”

I nod, still feeling tense with worry.

By the time we get home, Oleg has talked me out of some of my stress. He even has me laughing a little. I love how he can do that. How he can take away my concerns and put me at ease.

“No matter what, it’s your life Raisa, your brothers don’t get to choose your dreams. And I will support you—through everything.”

I still haven’t told him I love him.

I want to.

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