Page 117 of The Bratva Enforcer's Virgin Debt
Around us, the brothers argue playfully over pastries, toys, and who gets the next turn holding Adrian. The house smells of lamb stew, fresh bread, and hot chocolate for the little one. And in this room, in this perfect chaos, I realize just how full our lives have become.
An hour later, Adrian’s eyelids droop, and I scoop him up. “Time for bed, little man,” I whisper, carrying him upstairs. I wave everyone goodbye as I pass the living room, their laughter trailing behind me, and retreat to the quiet of our wing.
Upstairs, I shower Adrian, slip him into his cot, and pat his back until he drifts off, soft snores filling the room. Then it’s my turn—shower, moisturizer, pajamas. My usual routine, the little rituals that keep me grounded, and I won’t have it any other way.
I climb into bed, pulling the covers up around me, when Konstantin steps in. “Everyone’s gone,” he says, voice low, eyes soft. He crosses the room, brushing a hand over my cheek before planting a kiss there.
“You missed half the chaos,” he says dramatically. “Roman—guess what he did with the pastry tray?”
I shake my head, smiling.
“He tried to sneak two éclairs at once and tripped over the edge of the table. Lev caught him just in time, but the éclairs went flying. One landed on Mike’s shoulder—he was furious.”
I laugh, imagining it. “Oh no, poor Mike.”
Konstantin leans back, grinning, and launches into more details. I laugh harder. My biggest shock after joining this family was realizing the men aren’t really as serious as they seem. They’re jokers, pranksters, utterly ridiculous when they’re with their family. Every dinner ends in chaos—and it’s mostly the men. The women? They’re far more composed. I swear.
Konstantin stands to shower, still chuckling, and by the time he joins me afterward, I’m already drifting off. The baby monitor beeps softly above us—Adrian asleep, safe.
Konstantin pulls me into his chest, warm and steady, and kisses my neck.
“I love you,” he whispers.
I answer without hesitation, voice soft but certain, “Always.”
I was Raelyn Hart, now Raelyn Rusnak. And in choosing him, I changed the fate of the entire Rusnak world.
Our love was forged in danger. But it thrives here, in the peace we fought so hard to build.
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THE END
