Page 45 of The Bratva's Beast


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I probably should get new medications if the hallucinations were becoming this out of hand, but if I did, then I wouldn't have this solace.

How the fuck did I even end up like this?

"I'm here, I'm always here for you." Such sweet lies threatened to shatter my dream.

"No you won't, you won't always be. You're not even here right now, just a figment of my fucked up imagination." My words slurred out of me because I was so heavily medicated.

"As long as you want me, I will always be here for you." His scent of warm spices melted my body as I relaxed into him fully.

"That's what my dad said, and now he's scattered somewhere I don't know." Man, it felt like someone shoved a handful of cotton into my mouth, and my head grew heavier and heavier with each passing moment because the meds were trying to do their job.

"You really loved your dad huh?" If my mind functioned as it should, or if I was awake, I would have quipped back at him. "You're always so happy at the mention of him."

"The best. Doted me like hell, spoiled me, but taught me well. He wanted a good life for me, encouraged me to pursue my dreams. I told him I wanted to fight people when I grew up, so he enrolled me in everything he could think of, from karate to MMA and everything. He spared nothing when it came to me." Yep, still a violent little shithead even back then, and I was proud of it.

Memories of my father teaching me to defend myself and letting me play fight against him flooded my mind and brought an uncontrollable smile to my face until the castle came crumbling down. "I miss him so much. Why'd he have to die? It's not fair." The tears streamed down my face whether I liked it or not.

I don't know what he said. If he said anything, it all sounded like incoherent mumbles to my muffled ears, but the vibrations of his voice were enough to calm me as he held me.

"Don't leave me, please." I begged as if I could control my own mind.

"I'm never going anywhere little tigress." The warmth of his lips branded my temple. "I promise."

Chapter 25

Stepan

THUD! BANG! SLAM!

The heavy door of my office swung open with a fury before being slammed shut. Some small objects within my office, small vases, and unsecured decorations shook and rattled from the force of the door slamming shut.

I didn't bother lifting my head to the furious Asian woman who trudged up and around the desk until she was next to me.

SLAM! Clink.

It was hard not to look up at her when she slammed a plastic bag right in front of my face on the desk. I took my sweet time, though, letting my eyes trail up her arm to her furious face. Her nostrils flared with her labored breaths while her sharp eyes sliced into me like daggers.

"Li—"

Hanna promptly cut me off by grabbing the collar of my shirt and jerking me closer to her as she leaned down until her seething face was inches from mine. "You better have a good fucking explanation." Her voice was low, raspy, and saturated with anger, almost like something possessed her and spoke through her.

Keeping my calm and relaxed demeanor, I lazily glance over the brass bullet briefly before locking my eyes with Hanna again. "That's a bullet, something that gets fired—"

Guess Hanna wasn't amused by my smart-aleck antic today because she shoved me violently back into my chair. Her tiny, roughish hand wrapped itself around my neck after she climbed into my lap, straddling it while leaning her weight into her choke hold.

With a growl, she picked the bullet up again, this time holding it right in my face. "You're fucking lucky I don't fire this through your leg. What the fuck was it doing inside Logan's car?"

This was the worst time to be turned on, but by God Hanna made it impossible not to. The little beast of a tiger finally let her claws out, and I fucking love it.

"Maybe your little boyfriend likes to collect bullets, ever think of that?" I continued to play dumb, plastering an innocent but cheeky and evil smile on my face.

A sharp breath was sucked through my nose when her grip on my neck tightened to where I could feel my ears buzz a little. "Don't be a fucking smart ass with me Stepan, you really don't want to piss me off more. So, answer the fucking question before I choke the life out of you and your dick."

"What makes you think I'd oppose to that?" I challenged with an edgy smirk, daring her to make good on her threat. I'd love to see her try.

Letting out an angry growl, she tightened her hand, actually choking me to where I could feel a full buzz from the lack of oxygen flowing up to my brain.

Groaning softly, I let out a raspy chuckle before grabbing Hanna by her hips and throwing her off me. I threw her backward, using the motion of me rising out of my seat to help shove her back onto the desk.

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