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But she will give in. One way or another, I’ll make her surrender, make her beg me to fuck her. And she’ll moan my name. Not his or anyone’s else. Mine.

I still couldn’t understand everything she made me feel, but I knew I wanted to make her mine. I wanted her to surrender to me. I had no idea what I’d do with her after that, but I was going to tame her.

A “whore” … he dared to call his own wife that.

“That’s what the message said,” Sergei stammered. “Romanov also sent this.”

Sergei signaled to Andrei and Mikhail, who brought in ten bags and dropped them on my desk. I opened a few, finding them stuffed with cash.

“He said he’s offering you however much you want to give Katherine back.”

This was needlessly complicating things. I fiercely protected my territory, that was the whole reason I’d started this fight with Ivan. The pathetic fool thought he could play games with me and cross into my domain.

But I hadn’t planned to start a war with others. Neither Romanov nor Chernov was a true threat on their own, but together, they could cause trouble.

She should have told me she was his daughter.

Not that it would’ve changed much. But I could have planned things better.

I looked at the money again. At least Romanov valued her enough not to insult me with a small offer. But the idea of putting a price on her disgusted me, and my stomach twisted.

I’m not letting her go. Not for money. Not until she begs, and I turn her into my pet. Then I’ll decide what to do with her.

“Send the money back.”

“Are you sure, boss? He might feel insulted, and…”

Sergei shut his mouth when I shot him a look, then ordered the men to remove the bags.

“Should I tell him anything?”

“No.”

It was clear he had more questions, but I didn’t have time for that. I needed to talk to my crazy kitten, make it clear I don’t like being lied to, and find out what other secrets she might be hiding.

She’s going to tell me everything, whether she likes it or not.

Chapter Six

Katherine

Iadjusted the red lingerie set, making sure it highlighted all my assets. Earlier, after he’d taken a bath, Dimitry had left me in his room. He hadn’t locked me up but pointed out that his men were around.

After I’d showered, I found an array of clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics in the room, presumably brought in by his men.

As I applied my makeup, I looked into the mirror. Dimitry might be in control, but that didn’t mean I was helpless. Even if I’d felt that way a few times. But not anymore. After all, I was Katherine Chernov.

Katherine Romanova.

My dad had taken good care of me, but he’d always been busy with the bratva. After my wedding, I’d tried not to burden him with my troubles. And Ivan … maybe he was a good choice as a husband for his heritage, but I couldn’t trust him enough to rely on him for support or protection.

I’d always been on my own, and I knew I could only rely on myself.

That’s what I’m going to do now, too.

A shiver rushed through me as I applied lipstick. I could still feel Dimitry’s touch on my skin, the taste of his fingers and myown pussy juices on my tongue. I still couldn’t understand why I reacted to him this way.

Was it the lack of sex between Ivan and me?

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