Page 7 of Broken By the Bratva

Looking around, I shrugged. Pulling up my nose, I decided not to answer. I knew he was displeased by my reaction as he shuffled me out and further down the hallway. The next door he opened led into an entertainment room of sorts.

“This is my personal entertainment room and now yours,” he stated as he waved his hand in the air from his left side to his right. “As you can see there is a lot you can do here.”

Taking my wrist, he pulled me forward. “In this corner is a cozy fireplace for wintertime,” he huffed. Turning to face the cinema-size television mounted to the wall, he continued. “Here we can watch movies and have a drink in private.”

I kept my gaze focused on the objects in the room and didn’t even glance at him. He walked around to stand before me. I turned my head away. I didn’t want to look at him. Vadik walked to my side, so I looked the other way.

“Stop this,” he huffed as he grabbed my chin. Forcing me to look at him, he continued. “You will not do this! Do you want me to treat you as a prisoner? Would you like to be locked up in the room?”

Feeling my tears pushing up, I lightly shook my head. Swallowing hard, I tried to calm my raging heart. “So, stop fighting me!” he said as he let go of my face.

Before I could get a handle on my emotions, I started going off. “I will not! You have no right to tell me what to do! You forced me into this marriage, I couldn’t even say NO! Then you expect me to do what you want?” I could feel my face heat up as my anger surged pushing all the sorrow I felt back down.

“If you want to make life easier for yourself, I suggest you do,” he replied calmly. Taking my arm, he led me back out and down the hallway.

Grabbing at the doorway, I pulled back as I screamed at him. “Enough, let me go! I will not do anything you say. You are a monster!”

Vadik stopped. He slowly turned to face me. He had a scary look on his face and his rage was clear. His glare was so penetrating I stopped fighting. I wondered if he could see the fear in my eyes as he let go of my arm. He stepped back as if I had slapped him across the face. Lowering his head, he inhaled sharply.

Without another word, Vadik dragged me back downstairs. We entered one of the doors leading out of theentrance hall. It was a cozy little sitting room with a fireplace, some couches, a television, and two shelves with books.

“Have a seat,” he said letting go of my arm. “I’ll get us some coffee. You do drink coffee, don’t you?” He added sarcastically.

“Yes,” I replied bluntly as I took a seat.

I watched as he pressed a button on a speaker mounted on the wall by the door. “Two coffees, thanks,” he breathed into it. Turning to face me, I saw his grin. With his reddish-brown hair and light green eyes, the grin made him look evil.

He came over and sat down opposite me. A shiver ran down my back as he leaned forward, placing a hand on my knee. “Now then…,” he stated before one of his brothers stormed in.

“They’re here,” Pavel huffed as he stopped and tried to catch his breath.

“Well, that didn’t take long,” Vadik grumbled as he rose. “I wonder how they found this address?”

“This isn’t good, is it?” Pavel inquired.

I felt a flicker of hope rising within. Soon all of this will be over. I wondered how they were going to protect themselves if my brothers learned of the forced marriage.

“It will be fine. Let me handle it. Let them in and see yourselves out,” Vadik said to his brothers as he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the entrance hall.

“You don’t need to pull, I will come willingly,” I said turning my arm as I tried to release his grip.

“Very well,” he replied letting go and staring at me. “Come then, we have guests.”

The way he said that made my stomach turn. I didn’t like the gleam in his eyes either. It was like he knew something I didn’t. Feeling sick and uneasy, I followed him to the small entrance hall.

I had never been so happy to see my three brothers. Just the sight of them made me want to cry. I tried moving past Vadik, wanting to run into their arms and hold on forever. But as I stepped to the side, I felt his iron grip closing on my arm stopping me in my tracks.

“Hey, man,” Abram stated as he stepped forward then stopped as Alexandr pushed out his arm before him.

“We have come to collect our sister,” Alexandr said. His tone was deep and authoritative. It was the one he used during business transactions. “What do you want from us to return her?”

Vadik’s grin widened as he spoke. “Firstly, I would like to know how you found us. Does she have a tracker I didn’t find?” Vadik looked at me. I felt dirty as his eyes appeared to be undressing me.

“We have other people who can assist us when needed,” Alexandr acknowledged plainly. “Now back to business, please.” I wondered if Mila had assisted. And why were they so calm? I expected them to come in guns blazing taking me back with force. Then I remembered Nadia, they had to consider her as well.

Vadik rubbed his chin as he turned his attention back to my brothers. “We want Nadia back!” he huffed.

I could see Abram’s anger rising as his face took on a light hue of red. Before Alexandr could reply, Abram spoke, his voice rising in pitch as he did. “That is never going to happen! Shewants nothing to do with you.” For a moment I felt a terrible ache in my heart.

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