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Chapter One
Gabriel
It’s a new day, Gabriel.The whisper from a familiar voice wakes me up.Mama?The light hits my face, forcing me to turn away from the window and face Sasha. The light shows the rosiness of her cheeks. She clings to my arm like a girl afraid to be lost – or terrified to lose the one she holds. I want to stand and pull the curtain to keep the light off her face, but she embraces my arm more.
I raise my other hand to block the light from hitting her face. She smiles and wriggles closer to me.A baby.I may have taken her innocence, but it still shows in her face.Shit!It's three in the afternoon? I slept for more than eight hours? I look at Sasha and chuckle. I had never cuddled a woman in bed before nor spent a whole night with her on the bed.
Sasha is also the first to cling to me when I’m about to leave. Understandable. Many of the women I had sex with are either paid or wanted something from me. She was the only one who made love to me because she felt something special. Her innocence showed her attraction to me. I'm sure Sasha is still confused about whether she's in love with me, but I can tell I'm the one she wants to be with right now.
Damn it.Sasha flinches when my phone rings. She holds my arm tighter and slowly opens her eyes. “It’s okay,” I whisper before kissing her cheeks. “Just sleep. I’ll make us some dinner.”
I take the burner phone from the drawer and head out to the kitchen.Vigo.The old man must be worried about Sasha. I bought his loyalty, but he is still loyal to Sasha. Vigo betrayed my father, but he did the same to Xerxes by saving me. Now, he's betraying Xerxes for his own sake, but I suspect he'll stab both of us to save Sasha. I have to make him believe that I will spare Sasha. Or worse, that I'll love her.
Love?For a moment, I almost believed that I could do that. Sasha's innocence and sincerity can make any man fall in love with her. But I'm not just any man. I can never love a daughter of a man who killed my father, raped and drove my mother to her death, and put me into years of terror. Maybe I'll spare her by enslaving her, but she may choose to escape that with death.
“We have a problem,” Vigo declares; I frown. He always has a problem every time he calls. “The Fadors want her.”
“Want who?”
"Sasha." There's panic in Vigo's voice. I don't know if it's because our plan changed or he's worried about Sasha. "They want her to marry Dmitri."
“Who?”
“Xerxes has planned this all along,” Vigo almost growled as he spoke.
The asshole.I almost break the phone in anger. Xerxes plans to abandon Sasha for his freedom from the Bratva! The organization wants a hostage before allowing him to retire, and he’s giving them his daughter. Marrying Dmitri Fador will be Sasha’s death, and Xerxes knows that.
Xerxes has begun laundering his money through Sasha. The marriage will only be his cover, so the Bratva will not go after his clean money. But once the Fadors realize Sasha doesn’t have enough security with her, they can murder her.
Dmitri Fador.He’s the son and heir of Dominik Fador, who'll become my boss once I enter the organization. I researched him, and we had a lot in common. We enjoy kinky sex, but he's rougher and more depraved. I got into this lifestyle because of my revenge. Dmitri does it because he enjoys being the superior one.
If Dmitri marries Sasha, I bet he won't kill her quickly. He would want to play with her. The man doesn't care about a woman's size, either. All he cares about is that she can handle the pain he inflicts. I can't let him marry Sasha. Dmitri is more savage than me. I can't make her his slave. He can make her suffer more than me. Also...
Sasha is mine until she chooses death.
“You want to kill Xerxes and take your Papa’s seat in the Bratva? Marry Sasha now and keep her with you," Vigo tells me.
His suggestion induces doubt in me. Are the Fadors interested in Sasha, or is Vigo putting pressure on me? But he knows that Sasha won't be as safe if I marry her. Is he that confident Sasha can make me fall for her?
“Is that Professor Mallows?” Sasha whispers while stepping out of the room.
Everything around me suddenly stops as I become mesmerized by her magnificence. She wears one of my shirts, and it almost hugs her figure. The short, curved hem emphasizes her wide hips and smooth legs.
“Did I get you into trouble?” Sasha follows.
“Anytime, Professor,” I pretend, and Vigo hangs up. “Thank you.”
Sasha raises her eyebrows, waiting for my reply. I give her a sign to come closer. I drool while looking at her thighs and chuckle while remembering how soft they were while my hips rub against them. Sasha shrieks when I pull her and gently push her to the counter. She sucks her lips in and avoids my eyes. Her cheeks turn pink, making her beauty radiate and mesmerizing. How can this happen?
She was the most flawed woman for me from the first time I knew of her existence. I call Sashafatsobecause she has a bigger frame than other women. Her figure doesn't deserve the beauty she has. She's the daughter of the man who massacred my family. My tragedy gave her protection, a happy home, and every good thing about life. A woman of her background should not have an angelic face. It's unfair and unforgivable. I need to punish her along with her father.
I've watched and studied her. I know almost everything I should know about her - her favorites, facial expressions, hobbies, and how she sneezes like a tiny rabbit. But no amount of information prepared me for seeing her personally.
She is more than I expected. Sasha's size adds charm to her beauty. She matches her angelic face with a sincere heart. She's still the daughter of the man who killed my parents. But… I don’t think I need to punish her. No. I want to punish her, but in a different way.
I scan her body and smile. Her body can take a good whipping. Sasha has good pain tolerance, too. I tried to be gentle with her, but I couldn't help but become hard on her towards the end, but she held her cries well and didn't cry or beg for me to stop. Her patience is acceptable, but she had a problem controlling her orgasm. Sasha was a virgin, so it was understandable. I can always train her and enjoy punishing her while at it.
"What are you thinking?" Sasha asks under a controlled giggle. "Naughty thoughts, huh?"
