Sinful Intentions (The Bobrov Bratva #2) Read Online Shandi Boyes

Categories Genre: Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: The Bobrov Bratva Series by Shandi Boyes
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Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
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He leads him away before he can answer, awarding me the privacy I am so desperate for. My hands are shaking like a soft cock, and I can’t talk for fear my voice will crack.

She’s been in the ground so long, the little pink box I buried her in is covered in dirt. I rub it away with my fingers before tracing the engraving I had etched into the wood.

драгоценный.

Although tempted to open the box, I don’t. I don’t think I’d survive seeing how tiny and fragile she is a second time. I wanted to kill anyone who crossed my path the day I removed her from the jar the hospital had placed her into and put her in this wooden box.

“Let’s get you home,” I murmur before gingerly standing.

I don’t know what the fuck they did to me when I was under. My head feels a smidge better, but my body is on the other end of the spectrum. I can barely walk.

“Then we’re going to get Momma.”

I’ve only just tucked her box under my arm to keep it free of the soot of the monastery when Yev bolts out of the underground bunker. “Did you upgrade that old-as-fuck security system at your apartment block?”

I shake my head. I never saw the point. It was installed during the build, but before it could be upgraded, Ana left. She was the only one I needed to protect, so I canceled the new system.

“Then we might have a way of downloading the Bobrov servers.” He holds up a square brick-looking device while waggling his brows. “Kirill is as cheap as you. Anything he recorded was stored on a hard drive. That’s why Kliment couldn’t access them remotely.”

I am completely fucking lost, but since the apartment block is where I was planning to go next, I gesture for him to lead the way.

After ensuring my daughter’s coffin is stashed at the very back of Anastasia’s closet with all her keepsakes, I join Yev and Kliment in the storage closet hidden under the stairwell. It is dusty as fuck down here, but the shit its dated equipment unearths is nuts.

“They’re Katie’s panties, right?” asks Kliment while pointing at a grainy black and white image of Kirill in the storage room he stashed all his vials of sperm. He’s loading her panties up with swimmers, thankfully not in the old-fashioned manner I had suspected.

When I lift my chin, Yev mutters, “What the fuck did I miss?”

I could answer him, but I have more pressing matters to attend to, “But that isn’t Kirill’s sperm.” Yev finally feels a part of the conversation when I say, “After the insemination Kirill did to Katie, Ghost replaced all the vials with his own swimmers. He’d rather knock Katie up with his kid than have any part of Kirill near her.”

“He knocked up a few bottles of shampoo as well.”

Kliment snickers about Yev’s murmur before asking, “So there is a possibility Katie’s baby is Ghost’s?”

“Yep,” I murmur, equally shocked and hopeful. Ghost was already at the point of burning down the city for Katie. This will push him to do it more effectively and efficiently. “Can you download that onto a floppy disk or something?”

Yev bursts out laughing. “A floppy disk? How fucking old are you?”

I crack him up the back of the head before locking my eyes with Kliment’s. He wishes he could give me some good news, but he can’t. “These girls are too old. They’re like VCRs. If you don’t have a VCR to play a VCR tape, you can’t watch it.”

“Then I guess it is lucky Ghost will take your word on it,” Yev mutters, slapping me on the back.

Ghost takes the news as expected.

With complete and utter upheaval.

He upends the makeshift command center Kliment has been working on since he left the compound with nothing but the clothes on his back and a laptop before he shifts his focus to the vanity mirror. He pounds into it with his fists, his roars both painful and remorseful.

He hates that he ever doubted Katie, but he’s also pissed he can’t do a damn thing about it. When he reached out to Storm as suggested, things didn’t go as planned. She thought she was talking to a ghost—a literal ghost since Henry had placed a hit on Ghost’s head a week earlier.

Ghost had no clue who Katie was when he bid on her, but Kirill didn’t make it out like that. He digitally proved to Henry that Ghost bid and won Katie before he made out that he saved her from Ghost as Kirill had Sofia from his father.

He’s acting like a fucking saint, and it has me itching to kill him as much as Ghost. The thing is, we can’t. Even the Yurys are pulling back their support because no one wants to go against Henry. The last time they tried, he wiped out over a dozen families. He has an army in the millions, and more than the CIA and FBI in his pocket.


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