Bound By Desire (BORN IN BLOOD #1) by Ivy Davis EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Ivy Davis
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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MIKHAIL
I know the moment I see her she will be mine. Her porcelain skin is
untouched. Her plump lips have never been kissed. I know I had to have
her when I watched her dancing on that stage with her sisters.
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The only question is—how am I going to do it?
I’m a man born in darkness. I prefer the shadows to the light. I have felt
death and destruction, both done to me and by my own hands.
And Sofiya Morozova is destined to be mine, whether she wants to be
or not.
SOFIYA
My younger sister, Mila, clings to me as we watch our parents’ coffins
descend into the ground. Mila is sobbing. Her tears stain my dress, but I
don’t care. If she were doing this to Viktoryia, our older sister, then she
would have been scolded, even on the day of our mom and dad’s funeral.
But not me. I would never scold Mila because all I feel is emptiness.
Our mom and dad are dead. Killed by a bullet to the brain—both of
them. I remember when the police told me the news. Shock and confusion
had filled me. How could someone kill them?
Not why, though. I knew why someone would kill them.
My father, Denis Morozova, was head of the Bratva in New York. He
had a lot of enemies, even though he never told my sisters or me about who
those could be. He tried to keep us sheltered, but you can only be sheltered
for so long when you belong to the Bratva. It holds you in a tight grip and
never lets you go.
It holds me now as my father’s coffin is fully laid into the ground. The
Bratva will only hold me tighter in its grip. Because my father is dead, and
my sisters and I are not safe.
I gaze around at the other attendees. Mostly men, with a few women
sprinkled in. The more I look around, the more acutely aware I am my
sisters and I are the youngest women there. The other women are wives to
the men who worked for and with my father. They’re all strangers to me,
though, so I just assume they were coworkers. A spike of fear goes down
my spine at the thought that a lot of these men might be enemies. That they
might even be the men who killed my father and mother.
My mother. My poor, sweet mother. Ania Morozova did not deserve to
die. Where my father filled our world with darkness, my mother filled it
with light. She showed each of us affection, never playing favorites. I know
we all loved her, and her death hits the hardest because she was an innocent.
She didn’t have enemies, but being associated with my father put a target on
her back.
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