Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Bratva Don's Forced Bride & His Secret Baby: Kabanata 131 - Kabanata 140

Nikolai's POVAfter taking Anya back to bed, I walked out of the room feeling genuinely worried for her. I didn't think Sofiya's presence in the house would unsettle her so much, now she is manifesting her own dreams and hurting herself.Luckily I had just entered the hallway when I heard her screaming. Who knows what else she could have done to herself?She was clearly exhibiting signs of mental disorder and it's only been a week. Maybe this is all my fault, I shouldn't have made her stay here during this time. It would have been better if I sent her on a vacation ahead of Sofiya's arrival.Maybe that is what I should do; send her away for a few weeks. These last few weeks alone have been so stressful for all of us. From my arrest to Sofiya's return.I let out a weary sigh and headed downstairs. Walking into the kitchen, I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge to quench my thirst.As I was gulping down on it, something caught my eyes, a small glimpse of an object that stole my at

Anya's POV"I didn't think the session would be this short, unless it was very productive. How did it go?" Nikolai asked, his eyes hovering over me.I let out a harsh laugh. "Why don't you guess, Nik? Go on. After all, you already came to a conclusion before we even got here. You only sent me in there so she could confirm what you already think."Nikolai’s expression darkened at the statement. He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he leaned forward. “You two, leave us!” He ordered, signaling the bodyguard and the driver to give us a moment.They stepped out of the car and walked a respectful distance away, leaving us in a heavy, stifling silence."What are you talking about, Anya?" he asked, turning his body toward me. "I sent you there to get help, it was to help you find peace. If I knew what was wrong with you, do you think we would be here?""Peace?" I snapped, turning to glare at him. "Let’s talk about the information in that file you sent her. How could you do that to me? How c

Nikolai's POVI walked into the room immediately and closed the door behind. “You were right, Anya. There is a traitor in the estate, but it isn't who you think it is.”She furrowed her eyebrows. “What?”“I just found out from Yelena that a new male servant named Artem had opted to take the file to the therapist today and he hasn't returned since morning. I figured it was him behind everything that had been happening. He knew you didn't like Sofiya's presence here and he took advantage of it to try and frame her with you as the anchor.”“No Nik, that makes no sense.”“Yes it does. Remember last night, can you remember what the knife looked like?”She nodded. “It was a kitchen knife, and it had a yellow handle.”“Exactly! I found it laying on the kitchen counter last night and there was a stain of blood on it. Everything you said was true, aside from the person behind it. Sofiya didn't attack you, Artem did.”“It was Sofiya!” She insisted.“Can you then explain how she got the knife do

Anya's POVThe morning of Viktor’s birthday finally arrived. I kept my movements as normal as possible, waiting until I was sure no one was watching me before I headed to the garage.I had a small gift box with me containing the books I had gotten earlier in New York. I thought it was sweet that Nikolai bought these books. He might not know it but he had gotten gifts for his son's fourth birthday.I had already arranged for Irina to handle the larger presents; bringing them into the Vetrov estate would have caused too much suspicion.I drove out and kept a close eye on my rearview mirror. I took several turns, checking to see if a tail was following me.I finally reached the meeting spot in the quiet neighborhood but Irina wasn't there yet. My sister had no sense or urgency, but can I really blame her? She is not the one who needs to get home early to avoid answering questions about where I went.Sitting there, I wondered how much longer this had to go on. It was really getting tiring

Nikolai's POVI rushed into Anya’s bedroom, and it didn't take me long to find the handbag on one of the shelves.Grabbing it, I dumped the contents onto the silk duvet. It was filled with receipts, a compact mirror, loose change, and lipstick. I tore through the inner pockets, but I couldn't find the one thing I was looking for.The picture was gone!I was certain that I had seen a picture of a baby two days ago and I had put it back without thinking much of it. So how did it disappear?I would have never believed a word of what Sofiya claimed she saw if I didn't come across that picture days ago. Now it made perfect sense why that picture looked so familiar, the baby in that picture had Anya's eyes.How could I have missed it? I see those eyes every morning at breakfast and nights in my bed.After checking everywhere without finding the picture, I stood in the center of the room, feeling frustrated. My mind was a chaotic mess of questions.If Anya truly had a child with another man