Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 143453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 717(@200wpm)___ 574(@250wpm)___ 478(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 717(@200wpm)___ 574(@250wpm)___ 478(@300wpm)
“You’re such a naughty hellion.”
“You still love me.”
“Oh, I do.” She sighs, then I sigh, too.
The thought that’s been plaguing my every waking and sleeping moment pushes to the forefront and I pause, measuring my words.
“Hey, Mom.”
“Yes, baby angel?”
“Is Papa looking into possible suitors for me?”
A delicate frown appears between her brows. “What makes you think that?”
“Isn’t that my destiny?”
“You’re still young. Your father won’t marry you off when you’re just seventeen.”
“Going on eighteen. And does it really matter if he does it now or a few years from now?”
“Oh, Anni. Is that why you were hell-bent on going to college? Did you think you only had a few years before your freedom was confiscated?”
“Isn’t that the case?”
“Adrian would never make you marry someone against your will. Do you have that little faith in your papa?”
“I have little faith in his world. Our world. Women are just a flashy accessory and a currency for the highest bidder. I’m aware that I’m expected to strengthen the Bratva’s alliances with anyone they deem worthy.”
“They’d have to kill me before I’d let them use you as a pawn.”
“Thanks, Mom. But I don’t want to be the reason behind our family’s misfortune. When the Pakhan orders Papa to marry me off to one of the other leader’s sons or into one of the crime organizations, the only thing he can do is agree.”
“He won’t.”
“Then he’ll just be labeled a traitor and be driven out.”
“Anni…”
“It’s okay, Mom. I made peace with this fate a long time ago. Well, not really peace. Understanding, I guess.”
“No, it’s not okay.” She inches closer to the phone, her expression serious. “Yes, the world we live in is brutal, but that doesn’t mean your papa and I won’t stand up for you. Besides, if you happen to fall in love, who would dare make you marry a stranger instead?”
My lips part.
That’s it.
How come I’ve never thought about this before? Well, I have, but I didn’t think it’d make a difference.
That is, until Mom just confirmed it.
Papa wouldn’t make me marry anyone against my will, but he’ll be more convinced if I actually have a boyfriend.
I’ve never had one before. Sure, I’ve flirted and made as many friends as possible, but I’ve never made it official. That would’ve meant putting the poor boy in direct conflict with Papa, Jeremy, and their equally ruthless guards.
Just thinking about the scowly face of Kolya, Papa’s senior guard, makes me shiver. He’d rip the poor guy to pieces before he could even introduce himself to Papa.
Yikes.
But if it means I’d get out of my predestined cruel fate, then maybe it’s worth a try.
“Anni? Are you still with me?” Mom’s voice brings me out of my thoughts.
“Uh, yeah. What’s up?”
“Don’t tell your papa what you just told me or he’ll be upset.”
“I will be upset about what?”
Mom’s face brightens with a wide grin as he comes up behind her, leans down, and kisses the top of her head.
Swoon.
I want a man like Papa. Yeah. He’s mean to everyone and you really don’t want to meet him in a dark alley—or even in broad daylight—but he’s always treated Mom like a queen.
The mecca of his world.
The person who makes his darkness go away.
He strokes her cheek. “I’ve been looking for you, Lenochka.”
“I was only gone for half an hour.”
“Still too much time.”
“Uh, hello? I’m right here, you guys. Thanks for noticing.”
Papa finally looks at the phone Mom is holding and smiles. Or as much as it could be called a smile for a badass mafia leader.
Don’t care what anyone says. Those suckers in the New York Bratva would all be done for if it weren’t for Papa’s strategic brain.
“Anoushka, isn’t it late there?”
“No, and you’re not dismissing me for alone time with Mom, Papa. Seriously, I’m wounded.”
“You’re being dramatic. You’ve been talking to her for half an hour.”
“But, Papa!”
“Night, Anoushka. We love you.”
He takes the phone from Mom’s hand and she laughs, then squeals as the line is cut off.
Great. Now, I know what my parents are doing for the night.
I flop against my bed and stare at the glittering purple objects hanging from the ceiling.
My mind fills with all sorts of thoughts. The first is that I need to find a way out of my fate.
Okay, maybe that’s not the first thing, because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Creighton’s words from yesterday.
Violent tendencies.
Deviant tastes.
I can still feel his deep voice against my ear and the furious shiver that overtook me right afterward.
That was definitely not what I expected someone like Creighton to say. He could’ve been lying, but he doesn’t have a reason to.
Besides, he’s direct to a fault.
I was so stunned that I only snapped out of it after he took the lunch I made and strolled out of the gazebo.
In truth, I’m still stunned.