❝ 𝐀 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ❞
My Husband, My Tormentor
I never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn. Everything seemed to be going well-I had escaped from my past to start fresh in a new country, a new city.
But he ruined those...
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"Let's make your life go viral, Malyshka."
Before Anamika could fully understand the situation, the door to her house was violently flung open.
In an instant, her world was thrown into chaos as Darius Lee Salvatore, ruthless and cold, stepped inside.
His presence was suffocating, as if the very air around him thickened with menace. Before she could react, his hand shot out, gripping her hair with an iron fist.
He yanked her head back, forcing her brown eyes to meet his piercing icy blue gaze. The intense fury in his eyes made her breath catch in her throat.
"How fucking dare you!" Darius spat, his voice low and venomous. His grip tightened on her hair, sending a sharp pain through her scalp. Anamika struggled, her hands slamming into his chest in a futile attempt to break free, but his hold only grew firmer, his fingers digging into her skin.
In a panic, she opened her mouth to scream, to demand an explanation, but the sound died in her throat as her gaze shifted behind him. Her eyes widened in horror. Kneeling before her, Dane was held captive by two of Darius's bodyguards, his hands bound, the desperation in his eyes mirrored by the terror building within her. A dark-eyed man stood beside him-Zayden, she realized, the coldness in his eyes matching the venom of his leader.
Anamika's eyes darted around the room, heart hammering as she took in the scene. Darius's men filled the space, lining the walls, holding her friends in their grasp. The realization hit her like a wave-she was surrounded. Helpless.
Darius's grip shifted, now holding her jaw with brutal force, forcing her to look into his eyes.
"So much courage," he sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. "Don't you think you should be rewarded for your bravery?" His fingers dug into her cheeks, poking into the hollow of her face with a malicious intent that made her wince.
She had no idea what was happening. One moment, she had been minding her own business, and the next, her life had been turned upside down by a video-a video that, to her shock, was indeed true. Darius had always been ruthless, his reputation as a monster well known throughout Russia. The people feared him, whispered of his cruelty, his violent tendencies. But this- this was something else.
