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“Pavel’s got her locked up,” the first one snaps. “You heard the man. His rules, she is off-limits. Didn’t you hear of his plan?”

“Bullshit,” the one with the hoarse, deep voice spits, a harsh edge in his voice that cuts like a knife. “She’s trouble. He should’ve killed her.”

“Were you deaf just now at our meeting? When Pavel said that she was not to be touched? Pavel found a key out, and she is that key. He needs her. She needs him, too.”

Each word slams into me, jarring loose the reality of my situation. My stomach turns, twisting around the fear that’s clawing up my throat. Pavel needs me. This demon of an asshole needs me. This changes everything. I am not the weak link here. I hold the power.

“Nothing we can do about it, man. Besides, she is needed alive, and you can’t get information out of a dead body. Pavel said she has a beautiful brain. He probably got it confused with her pussy. She probably pussy-whipped him already.” The first one’s voice drips with frustration as he shrugs off the other’s anger.

“We don’t need her. We both know that we don’t.” a deep, hoarse voice says quietly.

“Yes, we do! We do need her! Shut up and do as Pavel says!”

“It’s not fucking right,” the one with the deep voice snaps back, a hint of challenge edging his complaints. They’re arguing now, a murmur of discontent I might be able to exploit. Maybethey’re not as loyal as Pavel thinks; maybe Pavel’s hold isn’t as tight.

“You are going to tell him that?”

“Not today,”

"Besides, Dmitri is away on business," the first one says, boots louder. "I really don’t fucking care about some hacker bitch. Let Pavel do what he wants with her. Let’s see what comes out of this."

"Unless she runs," the deep one growls.

"Then we’re stuck with the mess."

“Yeah, if she runs, she’s our problem,” the first one grumbles. “And we’re not getting paid enough to deal with a mess like that.”

So, they think they have me penned, think I’m a sure thing. Familiar anger flares up, driving me up the stairs.

“Pavel better keep her on a short fucking leash,” the hoarse voice mutters, voice fading as I gain distance.

“He knows how to handle her.” the first one says with a snort.

“We’ll see,” the other one replies, unconvinced, a tinge of malice still there. “Not like she started working with him already. She didn’t prove herself useful yet.”

I pant, diving back through the door, easing it shut—quiet, careful. I press my ear to it, chest heaving, listening.

“Pavel’s playing house,” the first one laughs, muffled now. “Let him deal with her.”

“Let’s go, Vitaly.”

I slump against the wall, breathing hard. Their voices faded away. Now I understand more. Pavel needs me more than I need him. There is a plan, but what is it? In other words, Pavel needs me. This changes everything.

God. I remember how I was fucking myself with the fingers, my pussy wide-open right in front of his face. Why didn’t he join me at that moment? I imagine him plunging his fingers deepinside me, then unzipping his pants and taking out his cock. I wonder what his cock looks like. It’s probably a good girth and strong as a stick, with a vein running from the bottom of the shaft straight to the head. I have never felt a strong dick inside of me. No one was strong enough for me. Now that I know Pavel needs me, I can use him for my needs, too. To satisfy my pleasure. I will join his game; perhaps there is a benefit there. I am inside the Bratva already, so I either die or avenge my brother. On top of that, I can get pleasure. I think it’s a win-win.

“Fucking Pavel,” I growl, punching the wall.

I bite down on my lip and let my mind drift to the sweet eyes of my brother, Leo. He was part of the Bratva. They lured him in, and he couldn’t get out. Then, he didn’t play his cards the way he was meant to. I know Dmitri killed him and that Pavel is no different from him. It’s too early to tell, though.

I made it my life's mission to expose the truth and burn everything that Dmitri owns down to the fucking ground. Dmitri and his Bratva dogs are going down. It was not part of the plan for me to become “part of the crew,” yet here I am. I am not part of his crew, but I am definitely closer to the inside than I ever was after Leo was gone.

The only problem is I would like to use Pavel just for fun. Nothing excites me more than exploiting this chance, allowing him to ravage me until I am utterly spent, unable to walk. The mere thought of his powerful arms on me and his fingers in me and what he can unleash upon me sends throbbing waves through my body.

He thinks I am scared, and I will let him believe that. I would love nothing more than to take advantage of this situation and let him fuck me senseless. Until I can’t walk anymore. I am dripping wet just from the thought of him fucking me, and I will use my “captivity” for my pleasure.Let him think that I am the weak link here. It will work out to my advantage ifhe underestimates me. I have seen where his room is; I will go straight there. I need that itch satisfied. Right now.

Chapter 5

Pavel

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