Voracious: A Dark Mafia Hate to Love Romance (East Coast Bratva Book 4) by A.X. Cole

Voracious: A Dark Mafia Hate to Love Romance (East Coast Bratva Book 4) by A.X. Cole

Author:A.X. Cole [Cole, A.X.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.X. Cole
Published: 2024-10-21T00:00:00+00:00


1 I could live off your taste, my little fox.

2 And I’m yours.

TWENTY-EIGHT

Dima

Ana’s head is tipped back, her face blank and eyes closed as she does her psycho meditation listening to her book on the drive to whatever the fuck we’ll find in the house she and Stasya have found in their online checks. A boot hits my ankle as Vlad raises an eyebrow, childish cunt, he’s nearly forty and kicking my ankle, his daughter is a toddler and more mature than the prick is currently acting.

He keep his voice low, so Ana or Stasya don’t hear from the front cab as he brings up a topic I’ll never fucking discuss with him.

“You love her?”

He’s phrasing it as a question but there’s a knowing look in his eye. Nodding to himself, he drops his voice to the one that makes people piss themselves.

“I looked after your sister, don’t forget that when it comes to mine.” Fixing his mask in place, he becomes a void then continues, “And she’ll always be a Vartanova. Don’t get any ideas that she’ll change her name for you.”

Dickhead.

I don’t give a fuck about his threat, Ana is my family first, not his, I’ve already told her she’s taking my name. As soon as my woman has got everything she needs from the world I’m taking us away from it, there’ll be no chasing sick cunts hoping Nina is with them or having to see her face fall when she’s not found.

Her chin dramatically drops to her chest as we pull to a stop away from the edge of the property. My hellion is in her element, but she smiles at me over her shoulder before fitting her mask over her face. Searching for my own, the dickhead beside me presses his darker-than-black gloved hand against my chest and orders, “You’re driving, Stasya is going in.”

I’m about to argue when he waits for the others to get out and his calculating mind comes out.

“You’re no good when you’re not focused, watch her from here instead of getting yourself killed.”

It’s the closest Vlad has ever come to caring about someone and I don’t argue. This way I’ll be able to see exactly where she is, and I’ll be in her ear, but my heart is pounding. One on however many restrained victims when she’s torturing is fine, Ana isn’t at risk. This is a bunch of cunts who sell children, they’re not going to bring out a cake and balloons on their arrival.

My leg rocks, fucking with my gait as I climb behind the wheel. She won’t get hurt, she’s a hellion, and disappears into the dark clad in the darkest material that I can’t even make out where she is.

Reminding myself of every single fight or torture I’ve witnessed at her hands over the years doesn’t help. A knife v guns isn’t good odds. My mind is working out every single thing they could use to pre-empt what we’re doing.

Night-vision goggles, heat detectors, sensors on the property line.

My heart pauses its rhythm as I watch the grainy green and black footage as she moves closer.



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