"You know what a good girl would have done? A good girl would have stayed home instead of sneaking out of her father's compound just to get a man to fuck her. A good girl wouldn't have stabbed a man like me with a pen. And most of all, a good girl wouldn't be turned on by holding a gun to a man's chest." I lean closer to her. "You're no good girl, Ivanna."
"You… you're wrong."
"Go on then. Come on. Pull the trigger."

***

My name is Ivanna. I am the daughter of Misha Sidorov, the head of the Krasnoyarsk Bratva. I have just graduated and I’m about to go to college. My life is perfect until Sergio Sakharov comes into the picture. 
He is the darkness itself. He reigns over the entire Sakharov family and by extension, the Dvina River Vory Bratva. His word is law, and his desire is absolute. 
Everything changes in a split second when he steals me away and holds prisoner in Tyva, a bride for his only heir.
But Sergio doesn’t take no for an answer. He always gets whatever he wants and against all reason, he claims me for himself instead. He thinks I’m the perfect match for his desires and he is determined to keep me close, even if I fight him at every turn. 
Except, I’m no helpless pawn. I’m not innocent. I have tasted his dark side, and I want more. The don himself, the man they call the Volkov of Dvina River appeals to me in the most sinful of ways. His wickedness draws me in, and when he decides that he wants me, I’m helpless. I can’t resist him, even if it means giving myself to him.
He may think he has power over me and can control me every step of the way, but I’m about to show him who the real boss is.

I am halfway up the stairs later in the night when the front door bursts open. Glancing over my shoulder, I watch Maksim march Karlen into the castle. My friend's face is slack, his limbs loose, as he tries to pull away from his uncle. "Let me go, Maksim."


No one pays me a bit of attention. Instead, Maksim keeps shoving Karlen in the direction of Sergio's office. I don't like this. Is something wrong?


"I didn't do anything!" Karlen says with a laugh. "You're pissed for no reason."


"We'll see what your father says about it, eh?"


I am already trailing them. If Karlen is in trouble, I want to help. He is my friend—my only friend these days—and he hadn't abandoned me when I was exiled. I owe him for looking after me during those dark weeks.


So I don't hesitate in following them directly to Sergio's office. Maksim turns and frowns at me. "What are you doing?"


Chapter 91 - Out of Line