Page 3 of The Broken Promises

I scowl at him, and he quickly wipes the smirk off his face. I turn my back to him and look outside the window. Having Sicily or a substitute will not make me happy. Declan is somehow right.

Sicily may be wilder than Sasha. My lips form a small smile as I remember how she had sex with Dmitri in the pool. I haven't done it with Sasha, but she would have enjoyed it. I could have convinced her to enjoy it. A tiny bit of excitement creeps into my heart. I look at Declan, and he flashes a proud smile.

“How do we get Dmitri to throw her away fast?” I ask.

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Sasha

I step inside the bathroom to call Lily. She hasn't called me since I rushed out of her apartment after she lured Declan to her room. I want to tell Dmitri about what happened, but I'm scared of what it can do to us. To him.

Gabriel and Dmitri almost have the same positions in the Bratva, but Gabriel has Vitaly, the top boss, favoring him. If Dmitri does something for me as Sasha, the organization won't justify his reasons. For the Bratva, I’m still the traitor’s daughter. Dmitri has no right to defend me. He won’t also be justified even if he did it for Sicily. A brother always comes first before a whore.

A whore.Dmitri has assured me that I’m not his whore but the woman he loves, but I don’t know the truth. When I’m not with him, I am confident that he is in love with me – the real me – regardless of my name. But when we're together, I doubt who he is in love with.

I look at myself in the mirror.Stop it.The woman in front of me is the one he loves. My name doesn't matter. Suddenly, something flicks my heart, and Gabriel flashes in my head. More doubt pours down on me. Who am I in love with? Am I in love with Dmitri, or do I only feel safe and happy with him? Am I over Gabriel? Because even when I hate him, I’m still… I still want to run to him the moment I see him.

"Jesus! You got me scared," I tell Lily when she picks up. "Are you okay?"

“Now I know why you easily fall for these Russian guys. They fuck so good!”

“Lily!” I almost yell. “Do you know what else Declan is good at? Killing people.”

She laughs and assures me that the issue about Odyssey is gone. Declan bought her story about stealing drugs from the center. But I'm not sure about it. Declan bought her story, but Gabriel would still have questions about it.Shit.The doubt about my true feelings for Dmitri returns as jealousy overwhelms me.

"Don't worry about me. And you're right. We can pause our plans for a while," Lily suggests. "Declan should not see us together."

“Should not see us together? Lily, don’t tell me you’re meeting him again?”

"He didn't want tonight to be just a one-night stand. I don't want to make him suspicious of me," Lily explains. "Also, it's a good thing. I can gather more info about Gabriel."

“No. We’re stopping this because it’s becoming dangerous for you. Lily, I have Dmitri to protect me. You…”

"I will be fine. Who knows? After this break, we can finally see if our revenge plan is worth it," Lily convinces me, and it’s working.

I love Dmitri, but I don't know if I love him more than Gabriel. My hatred against Gabriel isn't on a level where I can look away and forgive him. I must weigh who I love – choose to love – and if it's worth forgetting about everything and who I am. Because Lily is right. Whether I love or take revenge, I will lose my heart and who I am.

"Sasha," Dmitri calls. I almost answer him, but he doesn’t know who I am. He only wants me to be the Sasha he never had. When I don’t answer, he calls me, “Sicily.”

“I have to go, Lily. I have to be Sasha,” I say with a frown.

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Chapter Two

Dmitri

Sasha walks out of the bathroom with a frown. I find it funny and pitiful that she's jealous of herself. I wish I could tell her that I know who she is. But I'm afraid it will scare her away. Whatever or whoever she chooses to be, I will continue to love her.

I grit my teeth when my phone rings. It's one of the models Gabriel introduced me to a few hours ago. She's seducing me into having a good time with another model.A threesome.I never had any after Sasha came. I never had any urge for my fetishes since I took her home.

“You’re home late. Enjoyed the party with that scarred face? What’s his name again?”

"Gabriel," I don't know if she's only pretending. Xerxes, her father, shielded her from the Bratva. She probably doesn't know about him or the bad blood between their families. "He's my brother," it's an assurance that Gabriel won't hurt her.

“So, enjoyed the party?” Her lips twitch to a scowl.

"Did I fuck somebody there? It's what you want to know, right?" Sasha frowns. "No. I didn't flirt, kiss, and especially have sex with another woman or women."

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