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Chapter 5 - Arseny

Great, what am I going to do now? I’m such a dumbass.

It’s more like Luka to do things before he thinks, to make irrational decisions. I am precise. I know the next move before I’ve made the current one. Life is a game of chess, and I am the master.

Except now.

Except with her.

I had to take her. We would never get an opportunity like this again. The problem is this is big enough to start a war with Sokolov, a war that Kervyn didn’t ask for or want. He’s going to be pissed with me if I come home with this diva of a Mafia princess who won’t stop kicking my seat.

What do I do with her? That’s the really big question. I mean, Kervyn wouldn’t literally kill me, but he’d figuratively kill me if I brought her to the house. I can’t call my brothers. No, that’s for sure. Could I?

I drive around for a while, unsure where to go. I need to go somewhere no one can find me, that no one would suspect to look for me.

She kicks my chair again and again, and it’s starting to get irritating.

“Cut it out, or I’ll make you regret it,” I growl. “You don’t want to annoy me.”

“Or what? You’re going to tie me up? News flash, you’ve already done that.”

“There are other things I can do to that body of yours that would be far worse than tying you up. Tying you up is just the warm-up,” I chuckle darkly. “You belong to me now, and I can have my way with you any which way I like. There are things worse than death, Elena.”

“You can’t. You can’t do this. I am a Sokolov, daughter to Emery, current Pakhan of the Vegas division.” It’s a rehearsed line and a tired one. Every time I capture one of these family assholes and start torturing them, they claim their birthright.

As if that would stop me.

“I’ve never had a princess before,” I continue to taunt her. I just want to scare her into silence, but my thoughts race as I think of things I could do to her. “I could touch you in ways you haven’t even touched yourself.”

“Stop being vulgar,” she demands.

“No one saw me take you. I could have my way with you and ditch you in the desert, and someone should eventually find your body if it’s not dragged off by animals first.” I glance in the rearview mirror and see her chest rising and falling as she controls her breathing.

She’s stubborn as hell. I’d give her that, but she’s hardly a threat to me.

“Maybe I’m doing this wrong,” I say. “Maybe I should send a message carved into that pretty little face. After all, that’s what I’m known for.”

I turn off the main road and drive on the dirt road up the mountain.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“I don’t even think you know what I would and wouldn’t do, princess. I’ve done things that you cannot even imagine.” I laugh. “The things I’d do to your brothers if I had half an hour with them.”

She stays silent, and I press her.

“Why is your family buying all the butchers?” I ask.

“I don’t know,” she says calmly. “I was trying to figure that out myself.”

“Don’t bullshit me. You were confident enough to walk in there and ask for files. What files were you looking for?” I ask.

“Nothing in particular. I wanted to know what made the butchery so special that my father would be interested. That’s all, I swear.” I can hear a slight whine in her voice. I’m getting to her.

“You’ll forgive me if I don’t take your word for it. You’ve put me in quite a predicament. I need to know what you were looking for, and I can’t let you go until you tell me.”

“I need to pee, or I’m going to pee in the car,” she warns me.

“Wouldn’t be the first time I cleaned piss off the upholstery. Go ahead.”

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