Pregnant by the Mafia Boss: Forced Marriage Bratva Romance (Utkin Bratva Book 1) by Kira Fyre

Author:Kira Fyre [Fyre, Kira]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen - Fiona

“What is this about?” I mutter under my breath, skimming my fingers over the new dress in the full-length mirror in front of me. The dress is heart shaped at the top, only giving a tasteful glimpse of my cleavage and it’s a rich plum color, doing everything right for my olive skin tone. It stops right before my knees, but still, it’s a dress I would wear for a date night or to a show. I turn sideways in awe of how it doesn’t make me feel fat or frumpy now that I’m pregnant.

Reluctantly, I slide my feet into the comfortable navy kitten heels, and they perfectly complement the dress. Right after I slide on the lightweight knitted sweater to go over it.

Wow. Ruslan, you’ve outdone yourself. The classy outfit isn’t one I would have naturally selected from the department store rack. I probably wouldn’t even have been in the designer section. I was a real bargain hunter, and Ruslan’s world is one I’ve never experienced before. It’s an adjustment I’ll more than likely have to get used to. Because this outfit didn’t come from a department store.

Oh no, Ruslan brought this one from a designer boutique. I can tell by the feel of the fabric, and the way the dress is cut so beautifully, hugging my body in all the right places. If it were me picking a dress for an outing, I would have consulted with my two best girlfriends and put on a fitting room catwalk show in the department store. God, what I wouldn’t give to see Sophia and Rachael again! Just to hear them laugh, and for us to get together on a Friday night, laughing at boys.

I stare back at myself, my emerald eyes staring back at me. What have I become? This is definitely a new dress code, and it’s clear Ruslan has ideas about what I should be wearing. Blowing out a hard breath, I reason that getting out will make me feel less cooped up, and that’s a good thing. I can’t bring myself to be indignant about the dress because it’s so beautiful.

“Be ready by six thirty. There’s a package waiting for you. I’ll be back to collect you by then.” That was the morning message Ruslan left me with, leaving me in a tizzy as to what I needed to be ready for, and what I should wear. I needn’t have worried it seems. Briefly, I stare back at the large silver box lined with reems of tissue paper that the dress came out of and let a resigned sigh slip. Without me telling him, Ruslan knew the correct shoe, top, and dress size.

Of course he knows. He’s a crime boss, and he can probably locate anybody in Chicago he wants.

Hesitating, I step back from the mirror. Is lipstick needed? Why should I do my makeup if I don’t know what this whole thing is about? Defiantly, I stare at my makeup bag as one of the housekeeping staff floats in.

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