Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
“I don’t really know what a family is. I mean, there was always Rage and my sister.”
Ivan put a hand on top of mine. “But they could only do so much. They were not a true family to you.”
Every time he talked about my father and my past at the Evil Savages MC, it was like he had firsthand knowledge. The rumors about his early start in life had to be true. He spoke with real knowledge and understanding of my own life.
“I don’t know what a family really means,” I said. “I’ve watched it in movies and seen, you know, stuff, but I don’t know what a mother is supposed to be like or a father. My father hit me. Is that what Ive would do if he and I ever had children?”
Ivan shook his head. “No, he wouldn’t. Your father didn’t deserve to have that title, Charlotte. One day soon, you’re going to realize that you’re free.”
I wasn’t free. I was Ive’s wife. I’d sworn my loyalty to the Volkov Bratva. One misstep and my life could be ended. I was not important. Not back at the MC and certainly not now. I was never going to start believing that I was more than what I was.
Chapter Six
Ive
I got the call from Vlad. All necessary businesses were hit last night. Hank and Benjamin were going to have no choice but to come out of hiding, and I also had the location where the missing women were being held.
As soon as I dealt with Ivan, I was either going to take him with me or leave him here. Time was of the essence. Vlad was convinced they’d be moving the women very soon.
Ivan hadn’t been interested in talking about actual business last night. I still didn’t know the candidates for taking the sixth brigadier’s position. Right now, I had too many problems to deal with the sixth place. No one could tell Ivan who should replace Oleg. He knew what he was doing, and most of the time we only knew of his plan when he was good and ready.
I made my way down to the dining room. There was no sign of Ivan or Charlotte. I heard them last night. First I heard Charlotte walking downstairs, and I did follow her, keeping to the shadows to see what she was doing. I wondered if she was going to attempt to contact Rage or the Evil Savages MC.
They had been silent since the wedding and I didn’t like that. According to my spies, they hadn’t left the compound, and I knew that was not like the club to miss opportunities to make money. I had to wonder if they had a hand in the missing women or were helping Hank or Benjamin. I’d not found a single connection so far. If there was one, I’d deal with it.
After taking back the kidnapped women, I had several visits to make to my prisoners about other issues.
I’d hoped to get some rest last night. Instead, I had watched my wife make herself a hot drink, and rather than go to bed, she’d gone to the game room. I stayed outside, listening as Ivan also made an appearance. And so, while my boss and my wife played games, and I heard that she didn’t have the first fucking clue how to play, I listened, knowing I should be the one to teach her. I couldn’t help but wonder if Ivan did this to Slavik and Andrei’s wives, showing up unannounced, making them laugh, sharing smiles and jokes, and doing shit with them.
There wasn’t even a reason for me to complain. I had no right to.
Ivan had spent more time with my wife in the last twenty-four hours than I had in the whole month of being married. I didn’t like that I was fucking jealous. Charlotte was young. She didn’t stand a chance in this life and by keeping my distance, I didn’t get attached to her.
I wasn’t convinced of her loyalty, even though Ivan had told me about the cell phone Rage had tried to get her to hide to contact her. She hadn’t asked for it back, even though there were a lot of messages from Rage and her sister. They were incredibly worried about her. Not that they needed to be worried. She was alive and safe, enjoying life, and they didn’t have a single reason to question her well-being. She wasn’t being beaten or locked away. She had the full run of my house.
Running a hand down my face, I took a seat, this time at the head of the table. Ivan was the first to join me. I expected him to look tired, but he actually looked relaxed and more refreshed.
“Morning, Ive,” he said.
“Morning.”
He took a seat and chuckled. “Charlotte’s enjoying a sleep-in.”