Todos los capítulos de The Bratva's Obsession : Contract Ends,The Marriage Begins: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

MIRONThe week before the wedding, Irina didn't talk much to me. Naturally, I gave her space, and she did the same. She didn't protest; she didn't say she wanted to quit the wedding or anything.This meant she wanted to be involved in the wedding. I guessed she probably wanted to remain professional, especially since this wedding seemed to be her grandmother's greatest wish."We're getting married tomorrow," I began, as we ate dinner in a calm atmosphere. Irina's face looked brighter, her body more toned. It seemed the treatments she'd undergone before the wedding were showing satisfactory results."Yes," she replied, without looking at me. She chewed her food greedily. I couldn't interpret it as a forced answer."You should sleep well tonight," I continued."Okay.""Ella will pick up your grandmother; she'll be at our wedding hall tomorrow.""Okay."I sighed, starting to feel unsatisfied with her short answer. I put down my spoon and finished my glass of water. This gesture made Irin

IRINAI took off my heels and walked barefoot to steady my steps. The car sped away until we reached the house. They carried Ella to the right wing, and then a special medical team arrived. I lost count of them.So exhausted, I sat on the floor. Adrenaline surged through my body until I realized it felt like my spine was broken, and the soles of my feet felt like needles were pricking them. I can survive this, I can survive even today.“Irina?”"What?” I replied dazedly, but my eyes were fixed on the floor. My voice was soft because my reverie had been quite intense at first. I tried to grope for my current location, while my thoughts were still stuck in the events of that moment. The kidnapping, the suicide, the blood, and so on.“Irina?”"What?” I snapped at Miron, this time lifting my head to look at him. The corners of my lips tasted salty, and that’s when I realized I was crying.I didn’t even realize it; tears were already streaming down my cheeks. I don’t know how long it had b

IRINAIf this is what they call having sex, it’s beyond anything I could have imagined. How could it be? A tingling, pleasurable sensation had replaced the initial stinging, tight feeling down there. I could hear Miron’s hips thumping, and I could feel something growing warm and slippery down there.“Unghhh!” I felt my orgasm engulf me over and over again. It felt unlike anything I’d felt before. I was terrified, but I enjoyed it. My body and mind were both trying to betray me, but they wouldn’t let it happen."Fuck," Miron then climaxed. I felt his semen shoot out onto my stomach, and a few drops dripped onto my breasts. It was a powerful, profuse spray. Had he not cummed in a long time? It was quite a lot.The scent of our fluids was palpable in the air. I’m not lying, it gave me a different sensation, as if I were more wanton, more human, realizing this was the perfect stimulation.Miron buried his face in my slender neck, hugging my buttocks tightly after he’d stroked his cock. He

IRINAI blinked repeatedly, making sure I hadn't heard correctly. My throat was moving up and down, and my facial expression seemed to be bothering Ella. She shifted slightly, adjusting her posture, looking very uneasy."Are you okay?" Ella's voice was high-pitched, and I felt guilty for making her anxious, even though she needed some peace and quiet to recover."I'm okay, I just can't believe Sergey did all this. How?" My brow furrowed sharply."What do you mean by How?""I knew there was tension between Miron and his brothers, but I just didn't expect Sergey to have the audacity to mess with his brother's wife. Do they always do things like this for fun?"Ella shook her head slowly. "Sir Sergey isn't having fun. It's a cold war for power. Boss Miron predicted this long ago. If Sir Kiril died, something like this would definitely happen."I swallowed hard, drawing the conclusion as best I could. "So, for Sergey, kidnapping me was part of his plan, to prove his right to test me? And M

MIRON"I'm not Serena!" Her tone was firm as the tears flowed down her cheeks. Something felt wrong. I thought the sex we had last time was great. Made him change the way he looked at me.So, what have I missed? I want him to talk to me calmly. That's why I threatened her, but it seems like that's no longer useful."I said, don't cry. Just talk!""I already talked to you. You erased me!""I don't!""I'm not Serena! Your family hoped I would react like Serena, that's why they tested me by damn sacrificing two lives, both men were shot in front of me. Then-" her words stopped there."So what?"I want her to continue every word she wants to vomit from her head, her stomach, or even show me how short of breath she is. I want her to really open up to me completely. Without making it difficult for me to find out.Simply understanding her, giving her what she needed, and suggesting a solution that satisfied her."Then when you were having sex with me, you called Serena! I'm not her!" This ti