Ivory Oath (NOVIKOV BRATVA #2) by Nicole Fox EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Nicole Fox
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VIVIANA
It was all a dream.
Had to be, right? I’m back in an unfamiliar room with chains around my
wrists. Dreaming is the only explanation.
I blink through the heaviness in my eyelids and try to come to quick grips
with what is real.
I thought Mikhail saving me from Iakov’s prison was real, but… I’m still
here. Pacing around a hotel room holding a positive pregnancy test and
calculating my next moves felt real, but this drab, windowless room makes
Motel 8 look like the Ritz-Carlton.
Iakov Novikov must have drugged me again and moved me to another cell
in his maze-like underground prison. At least this cell has a bed. Small
mercies.
I test the chains, yanking them against the metal footboard a few times.
They’re heavier than the silver ones I had in the other room. They rattle
loudly against the bed frame, the sound like an ice pick cleaving through
my aching head.
My brain feels too big for my skull, the way it always does after some
heavy-duty crying. Yet another reason why my dream feels so freaking real.
It must have been the drugs. Whatever he gave me made me hallucinate and
now, I’m hungover.
I shrug my shoulders around my ears for some semblance of hearing
protection and pull on the chains with all I have. They scream like the world
is having labor contractions, but they hold fast. Even if they did break free,
it’s not as if I could Incredible Hulk my way through the locked door to my
cell. I’m sure there are half a dozen more locked doors between me and
anything resembling freedom.
Panic constricts around my chest like a snake—a snake who really needs to
read the vibe of the room. Is now a time to be worried about small spaces or
should I instead be worried about the psychopath holding me captive who
wants to torture and murder me for revenge? I think the answer to that is
obvious. And yet I have to take deep breaths to stave off my oldest, most
annoying friend: claustrophobia.
When I close my eyes, I’m right back in the dream. I can still see Mikhail
standing in the door of my cell. I can feel the way his icy blue eyes scraped
over me, assessing me for injuries even as he held himself back. I could tell
he wanted me as much as I wanted him. Despite everything, the pull
between us was still there.
Or, I dreamt it was there, anyway…
I shake my head and rub my fists into my eyes.
It was just a dream.
Or a nightmare, I suppose. I wouldn’t call being exiled from the mansion
where your son is living by the man you are almost definitely in love with a
dream. Add to that having no more than a few thousand dollars in your
pocket while one of the most powerful, well-connected men in the city is
after you and I’d say we’re firmly into “night terror” territory.
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