Ruthless Reign (TARNISHED REIGN #1) by Monica Kayne EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Monica Kayne
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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LIZA
The bruise under my eye is definitely going to be a problem.
I gingerly touch the smudge of purple, wincing from the bite of pain.
Digging in my makeup drawer, I find a long-forgotten peachy-coral
lipstick tucked in the top right-hand side. According to a YouTube makeup
tutorial I watched on concealing dark under-eye circles, peach shades work
best to neutralize violet hues.
But it’s not a late night that I’m covering up. It’s a bruise my fiancé
gave me at a party last night because I told the mayor that his new public
transportation plan was flawed. I was just stating facts, but I should have
known better.
Anatoly hates when I talk politics.
He hates when I have an opinion that doesn’t align with his.
And he really hates when I disagree with him publicly.
As soon as the words were out of my mouth, his face hardened. He said
nothing, just seized my arm and led me to a dark corner of the veranda. His
anger usually comes in the form of a berating lecture, so I wasn’t expecting
his fist.
It happened quickly. He raised his arm and backhanded me. I cried out
as the bite of pain jolted through my skull like a bolt of lightning. My hand
flew to my face as tears welled up. My body trembled, not just from the
cold air but from a raw, tangled knot of disbelief.
Disbelief and fear.
The glint in his eyes as my knees weakened is branded into my memory.
He liked it. It made him feel powerful. There’s nothing Anatoly likes more
than power, especially over me.
A suffocating helplessness washes over me. Now that he’s raised a hand
to me once, what’s to stop him from doing it again?
I wince a little as I carefully dab the lipstick over the bruise, patting it
until the purple hue fades, before I add a final layer of concealer that
matches my skin tone. I blow out a breath, and angle my chin this way and
that under the mirror’s bright lights, making sure nothing shows through.
Making sure I look perfect.
I startle at the sharp knock on my bedroom door.
Without waiting for a response, my mother sweeps into my room in a
cloud of Chanel No. 5 and absolute confidence. As always, Anastasia
Ivanova looks impeccable—her hair is styled in an elegant up-do, and her
figure is sculpted from private workouts and draped in the latest designer
fashion, thanks to Anatoly’s deep pockets.
“I came to see if you need my help with your hair or makeup,” my
mother offers as sweetly as she can manage, but we both know why she’s
really here.
Her eyes flick over my face, assessing. She must have noticed the bruise
this morning—not that she said anything. My parents very conveniently
turn the other way when it comes to Anatoly because, to them, he’s the
white knight who pays our bills and keeps us in good social standing.
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