The Bratva King’s Pregnant Bride (SHAROV BRATVA #1) by Maree Fox EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Maree Fox
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Maya
I stared at my amaryllis, its one bright red flower almost glowing in
the moonlight by the window. The color of the single blossom’s petals
faded toward its center, first to orange, then to a gleaming white in the
night. Alone and beautiful it sat amid several buds, and I let myself admire
it for a second, wishing my life was as colorful as the bloom; it transcended
everything beautiful in my life.
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I couldn’t say I’d achieved much. No, not in this brief lifespan of
mine, which has been marked with horror and tragedy. My tears have
rendered me speechless, and all I really want right now is to revalidate
myself—try to find some meaning to my existence.
This explained the frustration of my friends. Not that I was a
crybaby; they just couldn’t figure me out. It wasn’t that I didn’t let them in,
though I never let them through certain thresholds, as those parts were
marked with pain and grief—both which defined who I’d become.
I moved to stand before the mirror, not really knowing what I
expected to see; I had an image in my head, but the reflection in the mirror
shattered even that.
I’d let my hair down tonight—literally and figuratively—and it fell
down my back like a cascade of brown silk. I allowed myself a small smile;
I’d put in a lot of effort to achieve its current shine, and I couldn’t say I
wasn‘t satisfied with the results. Its shine brought out the glow of my skin
and, coupled with the way the red dress that molded against my body, I
almost didn’t recognize myself.
This woman staring out of the mirror was an exaggerated version of
me, her hazel eyes ringed with black liner, high cheekbones stained with
blush, and lips a glaring red. I’d often been told I have striking features, but
tonight—with all the product and makeup I rarely wore—they glowed like
neon signs, calling to all to notice them.
That was the point of this night, actually: to attract a man into my
web. I shook my head, chuckling. Listen to me, sounding like some black
widow, looking to trap my next victim! I inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet
scent of my perfume as it caressed me like the hands of an invisible lover. It
was a gift from my Jenna, and tonight, it was part of my armor.
The beautiful red gown, also not my choice for tonight—not that I
could remember who it was from—did accentuated my curves perfectly,
giving me a view of myself which I rarely appreciate.
I shifted from side to side, unsure of this outfit, unsure of myself.
Left to me, all my clothes would still be on the floor as I tried to figure out
what to wear. I wasn’t sure where the dress had come from—most likely,
Jenna sneaked it into my wardrobe. If I asked her, though, I’m sure she
would deny it.
How she was so good at picking things that fit me, I’d never
understood. Besides, ever since my self-imposed, no-fun timeout, I’ve been
so cut off from the world that I’ve cared about little besides school—maybe
nothing.
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