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“Turn the car around,” I order.
“Sir, we’ll miss the flight.”
“Turn the car around, Alek. You are my new Derzhatel.”
He looks surprised. “I am?”
“Yes. I just have to tell the old one first.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
GRACE
“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Maxim sing-songs. I hold my breath as the door opens.
“She won’t be in here,” comes Lev’s voice.
“She didn’t come downstairs. This is the only place she can be.”
Two sets of boots step into the room. I slowly release a breath and take another. “Grace?” shouts Lev, and I jump in fright. “See, she’s not here.”
“The wardrobe is open and clothes are pulled out,” Maxim replies. “She’s been in here. Ivan will know she’s been in here too. He knows every item in here and its place.”
“He won’t be happy.”
Maxim laughs. “I’ve told you, by the time he returns, I will have full power.”
“A week is not long enough to convince our associates you’re a better fit.”
“You worry too much. I’ve already set the wheels in motion. Besides, I’ve arranged for a beauty to tend to his every need. She’ll be meeting him off the flight in Italy. He won’t rush to come home. I’m certain I’ll have a few weeks.”
Lev laughs. “You have big dreams and even bigger balls. If he gets a sniff of your plan, he’ll be back here and he’ll slit your damn throat.”
“I’m like his brother. He couldn’t kill me.”
In one swift move, Maxim bends, reaching under the bed and grabbing my ankle. I scream as he pulls me out. The diary slides along the floor, hitting the wall. He grabs me by the hair and pulls me to my feet. “I hate hide and seek,” he murmurs, his smile cruel. “I prefer other games.”
“Like knee the arsehole in the balls?” I ask, lifting my knee and connecting it between his legs. He groans but doesn’t release me. Instead, he grips my hair tighter.
“You fucking bitch,” he hisses, slapping me across the face. He grabs my neck and applies enough pressure to make me gasp for air. “I was going to go easy, but since you’re in such an accommodating mood, I’ll invite Lev to join us.”
I sneer towards Lev, ignoring the pain in my cheek. “Does he even have a cock? It’s always up Ivan’s arse.” Maxim laughs loud, and Lev narrows his eyes.
“Let’s get this done,” he hisses, unbuckling his trousers.
Maxim shoves me onto the bed, and I get a whiff of Lara’s scent. I close my eyes and try to find comfort in it. I’m sure the last time she was in this room, she felt pain and suffering, maybe at the hands of these men or maybe because of Ivan, but somehow, her scent brings me peace.
I don’t flinch as my underwear is removed. Instead, I look into Lev’s eyes. I want him to see I’m not scared, because sex is just that, sex. “Did you kill her?” I ask. “Lara?”
He sniggers, pressing himself at my entrance. “We’re not here for pillow talk.”
“Good, because you’d be awful at it. Imagine being the woman who wakes up to your face,” I mutter in disgust.
He enters me, and I wince at the stinging sensation. “Fill her fucking mouth,” he orders Maxim.
Maxim climbs onto the bed and unfastens his trousers. “We’re gonna have hours of fun with you, thief.” He produces a blade, and for a second, I’m confused. But then he carefully presses it to my neck, nicking the skin enough to cause a second of pain. He grins. “And then we’ll watch you die slowly.” He does the same again, this time cutting my arm. He uses the blade to remove my top and bra, swiftly slicing the material in two. Leaning closer, he brings his teeth to my breast and bites until I cry out.
“You can try and put a brave face on, but we know you’re scared, suka.” He bites my arm where the blade cut me, then moves lower, sinking his teeth into my upper thigh. I squeeze my eyes shut and try hard to picture happier times. Times with Nick before I fucked it up. Times with Liam, when I was truly happy. I’ve spent so long blocking them out, I find myself smiling through tears.
