Page 111 of Disgraced (Russian Sinners 3)

“Too bad you couldn’t get all three of the women,” the woman complained. “Those fucking Russian Sinners should be dead. They are a problem.”

Three women? Does she mean Anastasia, Olivia, and I?

“We’ll have to settle with her,” the man spat out agitated. “Nikolai and Dimitry went on a rampage killing everyone. I was lucky to get away while Malcome raged like a lunatic about that redheaded woman. Fucking idiot!”

“That cousin of yours was a loose cannon,” she replied nonchalantly, like I wasn’t even there. “He should have ended that satellite business while he was ahead and jumped in on this deal. The Lebanese are eager for another shipment of girls, and with the stock we got, they’ll pay a fortune.”

Anger rose in my chest at hearing her call the women she captured stock. She must have seen fury in my eyes, because she laughed like she just heard the funniest joke.

“You are quite something,” she scraped her nail across my skin.

“Don’t scratch her, Irina,” the man warned her.

“You know, Sergei and I used to be lovers,” she bragged. “He even asked me to marry him. It was twelve years ago. I wanted to but he didn’t have much back then. He was so jealous, he crashed my wedding. If I knew he’d do so well for himself, I would have done it. But no matter, after you are gone,” she purred, “he’ll see we were best together.”

Yeah, she could have spared me that detail. I didn’t want to know that. But truthfully, it didn’t matter. She missed her chance and he loved me. We were planning a family and the rest of our lives together.

Someone knocked on the door, and she finally stopped talking. “Ah, the doctor.”

Doctor? Why is a doctor here?

There must have been fear in my eyes, as my gaze darted around.

Irina laughed again and I fucking hated that sound.

“Don’t worry,” she purred with venom. “He’ll just abort your baby. We can’t have you growing a belly while servicing men that pay top price for you.”

Bile rose in my throat and fear gripped my insides. I started panicking, yanking on the cuffs, causing pain to my wrists. I couldn’t let them do that. That was our baby, Sergei’s and mine. I tried to scream but the cloth in my mouth muffled the sound and caused me to choke.

“Enough!” A hand slapped me, and I realized it was the woman.

The man she called dad laughed. “She’s getting to you, Irina.”

“She’s nobody, a whore,” she spat. “The doctor will remove that bastard baby out of your womb and then we’ll sell you to men that will decide whether you’ll be a breeding whore or just a whore.”

My stomach rolled at those words and bile threatened to come up, causing me to choke. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe and I was sure I’d pass out. But there was no way in hell I’d go down without a fight. I started kicking and screaming against the gag. Tears burned in my eyes, rolling down the cheeks.

“You will have to hold down the patient,” the voice I assumed belonged to the doctor demanded.

One of them held my legs spread, while the woman held my hands. I continued fighting against them, my mind swirling, my chest heaving from fighting and getting nowhere.

I felt the man’s hands reach my inner thigh and tears rolled down my face, while I kept fighting against both Irina and her father holding me down.

“Get the fuck away from her.”

Sergei. That was his voice. I’d know it anywhere. I thrashed my head from one side to another.

“Sergei, darling.” That bitch actually dared to even address him.

A gunshot rang out.

“You fucking asshole,” Irina spat out. “You killed my doctor. You know how hard it is to find a good doctor.”

“Get your hands off my woman,” Sergei gritted out. I could hear fury in his voice, like he was teetering on the edge. “You too, Vlad. Or I’ll fucking gut you alive.”

Relief washed over me at hearing his voice, although the situation was still dire. If anyone could save me, it was Sergei. I kept twisting my head, the need to get a glimpse at him twisting me on the inside.

“There is nowhere to run, Vlad.” A cold man’s voice mocked him. “I knew we’d catch up to you eventually. You did too, didn’t you... coward. Now, we can finally hear you squeal like the pig that you are.” Whoever it was, I liked him. I hoped he beat the shit out of him.

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