Page 89 of Bratva Jewels Box Set
Dmitri notices Gracie’s hesitation. “Diamond,” he calls out to my sister, but she ignores him. She’s not used to acknowledging her new name.
Dmitri’s irritation surfaces, and he grabs Gracie by the throat and slams her into the wall.
The room goes quiet.
“Diamond, get dressed. I’m not going to ask you again.” His fingers tighten around her neck, and the color drains from her face.
“Stop!” I scream, and I can hear the collective gasp of the girls in the room. No one talks back to Dmitri.
He turns his head, and I see the evil gleam in his eyes. “You want me to stop?” He squeezes Gracie’s throat even tighter, and she struggles as he cuts off her airflow.
“Please.”
“What will you do for me if I stop?”
I know exactly what he’s asking. “You know what I will do,” I answer.
Gracie’s eyes widen as Dmitri’s fingers loosen and she slumps on the ground, gasping. No girl dares move to help her.
Dmitri stalks toward me, but I stand my ground; this is a game we have played many times before. His large paw softly skates across my cheek, and his hand snakes around to the back of my neck, then slowly squeezes.
I calm my breaths because I know that he won’t hurt me, not before a dinner, I’m too important.
His other hand slithers between my legs, cupping me. I’m dressed in a skimpy dressing gown that doesn’t really cover anything.
“Later, Sapphire, you will owe me for that little outburst.”
I nod as he lets go of my neck and moves away from me.
His focus returns to my sister. “Strip, Gracie,” Dmitri orders.
Gracie doesn’t move. I try to communicate to my sister that she has pushed Dmitri too far tonight and she needs to start obeying his orders otherwise he’s going to make her life a living hell. She looks around the room filled with naked or semi-naked women all getting dressed.
“Do you need me to help you undress like the other night?” His hand slides down her silky dressing gown, making her flinch. “You know how much I like undressing you, Gracie.”
Fuck, he’s already touched her. I try to push the bile down. I can’t believe I’ve failed at protecting my sister. A single tear falls down my cheek and Gracie notices. She straightens her back and looks up at Dmitri.
“Thank you for your kind offer, but I think I’m okay with undressing myself.” Moving away from him, she takes a white dress and starts undressing as if she hasn’t a care in the world. She gives me a weak smile, letting me know she is okay.
I don’t want to tell her it gets easier because no woman should ever have to get used to being forced to sexually satisfy a man. But we need to bide our time here until we can escape.
I quickly strip off and put on the sapphire minidress hanging there for me. My mind starts to return to my Sapphire personality, the one that lets me get through nights like this.
Dmitri eventually leaves the room, satisfied that we are behaving.
As soon as the door is closed, the girls come alive.
“Sapphire!” The girls all smile and give me hugs.
“We thought you were dead,” Jet, a beautiful Japanese woman, states.
“We thought Nikolai had killed you. He told us he killed you,” Amber, a statuesque brunette from Sweden, adds.
“He almost did. I was so close till—” I stop myself. I can’t think of Mateo and Tomas.
“Because of that man.” Ruby comes through the crowd and hugs me, which makes her sob.
“Ruby, what’s the matter?” I ask her.
