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Cold-blooded Captor
Andriani Brothers Book 3
Ekaterina
My brother is a cruel, vicious psychopath who just became king of the Bratva. But his newfound power isn’t enough. When I’m kidnapped and held against my will, he forces me to marry “Scorpion” Lorenzo Andriani, the vicious mobster responsible.
I’m furious. Until I understand the assignment. I’m being sent into enemy territory to find out as much as I can about the Andriani family’s empire so that the Bratva can destroy them and take their throne.
My orders are clear. Marry Andriani, seduce him out of his secrets, and when he least expects it, kill him. I’ve always done my brother’s bidding, but this time’s different.
I never planned on liking the way Lorenzo’s tattooed hands feel on my skin.
Or getting pregnant with his baby.
But you know what they say about the best laid plans.
They often get blown to pieces.
ChapterOne
Katya
I wakeup chained to a mobster’s bed, my brain feeling like it’s filled with spiderwebs.
What’s worse, the mobster in question isn’t just any mobster.
Scorpion Andriani is third in line to the Andriani crime family throne and one of the most powerful men in the Northeast. Aside from my brother, that is. Misha has his hand in everything, his fist closed around the throats of almost everyone,and his boot down on all their necks. That’s how he came to be Pakhan.
That and squeezing the life from the old Pakhan’s body with his bare hands.
Misha rules his new empire like a vengeful, despotic king.
I wonder what he’s going to do to Scorpion Andriani when he finds out Andriani has taken his sister hostage. It’s not going to be pretty.
From behind the tape on my mouth, I tell Andriani that. I also tell him that I’m going to watch as Misha slits his throat and lets him bleed out. That I’ll enjoy every second.
But I tell him this in Russian, just in case Andriani can decipher what I’m saying even with the tape muffling my words.
There is a chance that Misha and his men won’t find me in time, and I don’t want to give the beautiful, tattooed demon staring me down a reason to hurt me before I’m rescued.
“Welcome back,” Andriani says. “Feel free to yell all you want. No one can hear you here.”
My throat is raw from all the hollering and screaming I’ve been doing ever since he kidnapped me what could have been hours or days ago now, but still, I tell him that after Misha slits his throat, I’ll help him to chop up his body and dispose of the pieces. We’ll take a boat out into the ocean and I’ll use what’s left of him to chum the water.
Andriani gives me a faint smile, looming over me, his ice-blue eyes lingering for a beat too long on my breasts. I’m not wearing a bra, and it’s cold in this hovel he’s brought me to. For a second, I wonder if he’s going to try something. I’m at his mercy, and I want to claw his eyes out.
“You don’t have to worry,” he says like he read my mind. “Feral Russian cats don’t make my dick hard.”
I call him a pig.
He just laughs like he finds my helplessness and this whole, fucked up situation amusing. For all I know, he does.
“You’re going to be my guest for a little while,” he says conversationally. “You may want to quiet down so you can hear the ropes.”
