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“The punishment will fit the crime,” I say in a calm voice. “But if you resist, you’ll force me to expand it to the cruel and unusual variety.”
“Don’t you dare threaten me!” She grabs a hairbrush from her nearby dresser and swings it at me. I easily catch her wrist in my hand before it can make contact with my face.
“You still haven’t learned, have you?” I growl. “I will break you, Natasha. I will make you beg and scream for mercy if you cross me.”
She struggles to free herself from my ironclad grip to no avail. “You’re not going to get away with this.”
“Take a good listen. Hear anything?” I shake my head. “No, you don’t. Wanna know why?”
Her words are barely above a whisper. “Did you kill them all?”
“Not yet. But I’m prepared to do just that if you resist.”
“My father would never let that happen.”
“Your father,” I sneer. “This whole thing is your father’s fault. He’s the one who put you in this position. He made stupid choices, choices that slapped a big-ass target on your back. He was so focused on money that he didn’t take a second to think about how his actions would affect his family later.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
I kick the shattered pieces of her guitar out of my path and step closer to her. “Five years ago, your father set me up. Told me he was an arms dealer who needed weapons. I showed up for the exchange, crates of unregistered weapons in my truck. And the Feds slapped me with a felony charge. I got sent to Bedford Hills after I was sentenced.”
I toy with the edge of the bed sheet and she pulls it out of my grasp, her chin trembling.
“Five years, Natasha. He fucked me over and dragged my family’s business into the fucking gutter. We’ve lost clients and deals, all because the Feds are all over us. They don’t let us take a shit without sending a goddamn activity report.” Ire bubbles deep in my chest, despite the sweet scent of vanilla and coconut wafting under my nose.
Jesus, I need to focus here. And not just on her body lotion…or the things I want to do to her body.
“Ivan crippled our pipeline,” I continue, “and there’s only one way to recover.”
She gasps. “You’re going to kill him?”
I press my lips into a tight line.
I’d love nothing more, of course.
It was always my own personal plan to slay the bastard right after he watched—helpless and hopeless—as I kidnapped his oldest daughter.
I want to render him completely powerless, exactly the way I felt for such a long time.
Ivan Resnov decided to play a dirty and dangerous game of Russian roulette with my family the night he had me arrested, taking a gamble that we wouldn’t retaliate because we’d been so beaten down.
That time, there was no bullet in the chamber. Tonight, there most definitely will be.
And I’ve waited a long damn time to pull the trigger, Ivan.
I made it clear to my father that I would be the one to pull the rug out from under Ivan when he least expected it. I dreamed about this moment every single night when I was in the clink. And I want to relish every last second of my victory.
As badly as I want to fuck Natasha and cause her an excruciating amount of pain before giving her the most intense pleasure she’s ever known, I don’t. Because of my father. He has my loyalty—not Dima. I won’t drag my family name through the mud any more than it already has been.
Besides, my brother and I look exactly alike. And there’s no limit to what I will do to her after the wedding.
Knowing I can ravage my brother’s wife whenever and however I want is enough to make my dick hard. That’s the kind of dirty secret that I’ll be happy to expose one day when he least expects it. The curveball driven straight into his nuts. It’ll cut him off at the knees and make him remember that he may be Dad’s number one, but he will never have everything.
Ever.
As long as I have breath in my body.
I grab some clothes hanging over her desk chair and fling them at her. “It ain’t a fashion show, sweetheart. Just put these on. Fast.”
