Page 48 of Code of Captivity

I closed my eyes in disdain as I tried to control my temper. The hapless man who infiltrated through my reminiscing needed to get his own life so he wasn't so invested in mine.

“How’s the dating going?” I asked pleasantly, needing to rile him up the way Bunny did.

“Why are you both so invested in my sex life?” he said with an exasperated sigh.

“Why are you so consumed by mine?” I said casually.

His expression turned serious—more serious than usual. “I never thought men like us could have anything meaningful,” he said before shrugging his shoulders.

“You know Bunny fell into my lap. Perhaps your time will come when you least expect it.”

He shook his head. “I don’t think there is anyone who would be able to lov—tolerate me,” he said, glancing away from me.

“Stop throwing yourself a pity party, and let me tell you something that if you ever repeat, I will deny it. Bunny had me in a chokehold as soon as she said no to me. She was starved for three days, sat in a stinking dark cell where she shat and pissed on herself. Yet she came out and had the audacity to say no toME,” I said, reliving the moment before taking a deep breath. “I just didn’t know it at the time.”

He frowned, looking more confused than ever when Bunny walked in. It didn’t matter that she wore clothes. I knew she had her little bunny tail stuffed in her asshole. I eyed her simple black T-shirt and jeans. My home-loving nerd was everything and more. She came over, plopped herself down on my lap, and proceeded to kiss me.

Viktor groaned and left the office, slamming the door behind him.

“What’s wrong with him?”

“Who knows,” I said before I gripped her chin. I wasn’t done with her mouth yet.

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Everything had come full circle, and there was a quiet surrender to a woman who saved me from ruining us both. The calm within me almost felt like peace, but Viktor’s words played on my mind. I did everything I could to prove that Bunny was just another tool for me to utilise, and each time, she proved me wrong.

I smiled to myself in the darkness of my office before I took another drink. This was the one room I didn't let my Bunny touch. Not because it was my sanctuary but because every corner of this room had memories of her beautiful submission. The rugshe blindly knelt on. The desk she sat at to do my work was the same one I took her on countless times. This was the room where my dark obsession spiralled out of control—the museum of my sins.

My Bunny was the only woman alive who could rule by my side. It was time to make it official. Ania Zaitseva would be my Bratva Queen and wife. She just didn't know it yet.

She won the war, but I was still addicted to our battlefield.

Epilogue

Ania

How To Love A Monster: A Bunny’s Guide

Content:

Step One: Accidentally hack a Bratva Boss

Step Two: Be bored in a shit-smeared cell

Step Three: Let him stitch a tracker in your skull

Step Four: Pretend to hate everything he does but secretly love it

Step Five: Let him see your vulnerability and watch him melt

Step Six: Bite back—he likes it

Step Seven: Become the Bratva Queen and take over the business.

*Please note that each step should be studied and understood. Once you have read this document, you will be tested.

I hit send, emailing the eight-page guide to Adrik while copying Viktor in.

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