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I swallow back a wave of nausea, thinking about how Bruno could possibly think that’s flattering.
“But there are a few changes we’ll need to make,” he continues.
“What are you talking about?” I ask, dreading his answer.
Bruno grabs a fistful of my brown curls into his hand, studying them with a disappointed look on his face. “For starters, I prefer redheads.”
I glare at Ashlyn, now with proof she changed her hair because Bruno ordered her to.
“Did he make you get new tits, too?” I ask her.
“She changed her body to please me,” Bruno says flatly. “And you will too.” He turns to Ashlyn. “When you’re finished coloring her hair, call the surgery suite and have her scheduled for tomorrow.”
“Gladly,” Ashlyn answers as she looks at me.
Bruno leans into me, leering at my cleavage before looking me in the eyes. “I heard you were a prisoner recently. Locked up with the Mikhailov Bratva.”
I don’t bother confirming. The Stepanovs had a spy inside the Mikhailov Bratva, so I’m sure that knowledge was passed to him.
“I’ll promise you this,” Bruno says. “If you do as I say, you’ll have a more comfortable life here than anything you’ve ever experienced. But if you disobey me in any way…” Bruno says with a grin on his face, “I’ll make sure you live a worse hell than you can imagine.”
Bruno’s words put me in a state of shock. I have no doubt he means them.
“Let’s go, bestie,” Ashlyn says sharply as she grabs my arm, pulling me up the staircase as Bruno walks out the front door.
* * *
A lineof light shines from the bottom of the door Ashlyn locked me behind. It reminds me of the first night Viktor locked me in the cell at the Bratva compound, looking at the sliver of light shining under the door for proof that I was still alive.
It’s almost a relief the room is pitch dark. After Ashlyn colored my hair last night, I looked at myself, with straight apple-red hair cut into a bob, just like her hair. I spent the night crying over it and dreading what the two of them have planned for me today. I’m going to have surgery on my body to make a man who I barely know happy. In one breath, he told me I was perfect, then the very next he ordered for my body to be changed to his liking?
Viktor is no angel, but I know the part of him that wanted me was genuine. It wasn’t based on what changes he could make to me. Viktor accepted me as I am. At least under his captivity, I still had ownership of my physical body.
The lock clicks and I see the door crack open. Bruno’s massive body blocks the light of the hall as he looks inside.
“After today, we’re all going to be together,” he says. “You’ll marry me and be my wife.”
Ashlyn pushes past Bruno and sits in a chair next to my bed with a scowl on her face.
“And once you’re my wife, I’ll make a woman out of you,” Bruno says in a delusional tone. “My cock will break your pussy open and own you, just as I own the rest of your body.”
My eyes flash wide open. “Is that what this is about?” I ask. “You want my virginity?”
“It’s not about wanting.” Bruno growls. “I’m claiming what your father sold to me.”
I sigh, feeling like my father saw me as nothing more than an object to be auctioned at his convenience.
Ashlyn smiles at me, and I grow cold thinking of all the times she would preach the importance of remaining a virgin at all costs, how I would ruin my life if I gave it up to just any guy.
More lies.
I swing out of bed, laying my feet on the floor before looking back up at Bruno. “You’ll be disappointed to find out then…”
“Find out what?” Bruno says as he tightens his fists.
“That virginity you bought is gone,” I say proudly, thinking of the night Viktor took my fucked me in the hallway of the Bratva hideout. “Another man stole your precious possession.”
Ashlyn bolts upright in her chair. She turns to Bruno in a panic, “I didn’t know!” she swears to him.
