Page 68 of Plus-Size Bride Forced By the Bratva
Now, he’d sealed his fate.
I could only hope that he’d be ready when the time came, because I wouldn’t hold back.
Chapter 29 —Ravyn
Two Days Later
“You know this is probably a trap, right?” I asked him, my voice tinged with a hint of concern.
He stood before the full-length mirror in our bedroom, quietly slipping into his black shirt. “Maybe. But it’s high time I put an end to this.”
“You don’t have to prove anything to anyone, you know,” I said, watching him from the bed where I was sitting.”
“He says I’m weak.”
“But you’re not.” I rose to my feet, walking over to him. “And he knows that; everyone does.” I halted in front of him, helping to button up his shirt. “I’m not comfortable with this fight, Lev. Viktor doesn’t play fair. I know that for a fact.”
Lev didn’t respond.
“He chose the location, chose the time, and you’re just gonna walk in there like you don’t know it’s a trap?” I fastened the last button and held his gaze. “At least tell me you have a plan.”
I was so worried for his safety because, just like him, I also knew what Viktor was capable of. The man might be a clown most of the time, but he was just as ruthless as Lev. He didn’t play by the rules and didn’t mind cheating to get what he wanted.
Viktor already knew that he couldn’t beat his brother, and that was why it had taken him two days to reach out. He must have already planned his ambush because he knew he’d never win in a fair fight. The fact that he sent those assassins to kill me even after everything we once shared was proof that he was heartless.
He’d do anything to get what he wanted, without caring who might get hurt in the process. Viktor shouldn’t beunderestimated at all. His kind was more dangerous than they looked.
Lev looked into my eyes. “You think that I’m the one walking into a trap?” The disbelief in his tone couldn’t be more glaring. “No, Ravyn.I’mthe guy who set the trap. And he’s walking right into it.”
His confidence lifted my spirits—at least I was sure he wasn’t acting blindly. But I still thought he shouldn’t overestimate himself or underestimate his brother.
“Good.” I brushed off the invisible dust on his shoulder. “Since you have it all figured out, I’m coming with you.”
His brows furrowed. “No, you’re not.”
“Oh, but I am,” I insisted, my eyes boring into his. “And I wasn’t asking.”
“Ravyn, it’s too—”
“Dangerous?” I finished his statement. “I guess your bravery’s rubbing off on me then.”
“I don’t like it when you’re stubborn in times like this,” he said, his expression dark with displeasure.
“Well, you’re gonna have to get used to it,” I answered. “Besides, I’m not gonna miss out on the chance to watch you kick some ass.” I wiggled my brows at him.
Lev knew there was no way he was going to make me sit this one out. My mind was made up; I was going with him, and it was final.
***
The streets were wet with rain, the city lights reflecting like shards of glass as we pulled outside an abandoned warehouse.
Yakov killed the engine and glanced at us through the rearview mirror. “We’re here.”
In the backseat of the car, my heart was pounding like a drum, my pulse quickening by the second.
Lev turned to me, his voice calm and collected. “Remember, no matter what happens, do not engage. Understood?”
I nodded, my throat bobbing as I swallowed hard.
