Captured by A Sinner Read Online Michelle Heard

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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
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I nod, my cheek brushing against his shirt. “I found all of them.”

“That’s good.” Viktor pushes me back. “Let's get you dressed. Seeing you naked is pushing my self-restraint to the limits.”

While Viktor helps me put on the clothes, my eyes stay glued to him. I drink in every line on his face, once again thinking he’s really the most attractive man I’ve ever seen.

Especially after seeing him in action.

God, who thought I’d ever be thankful that the head of the bratva kidnapped me?

When he has me dressed and it looks like he’s going to pick me up, I say, “I can walk. Will you bring the luggage?”

“Of course.” He quickly closes the bag, then takes hold of my left hand. Weaving his fingers through mine, he leads me out of the bedroom.

When we join the other members of the Priesthood downstairs, I glance at each of the men before my gaze settles on Nikolas Stathoulis.

He catches me staring at him and offers me a reassuring smile.

I have to summon all my courage to say, “Thank you for paying my debt.”

He shakes his head. “It was the least I could do for you.”

I inch closer to Viktor, and he gives my hand a squeeze.

A grateful smile forms on my face as I tell the group of men, “Thank you for coming to help me.”

They all smile at me.

God. I’m surrounded by so many powerful men it’s actually scary.

“Let’s get out of this city,” Luca says as he grabs one of my bags.

When we all bundle into the elevator, I’m practically glued to Viktor’s side. He lets go of my hand and places his arm around my shoulder, allowing me to press even closer.

“And so the last of us fall,” Gabriel mutters.

“I still win,” Viktor chuckles. “You all fell long before I did.”

I glance up at Viktor. “Fall?”

“For a woman,” he explains. “They’re all married already.”

Oh.

Ohhh.

Viktor fell for me.

Chapter 29

Viktor

When we walk into the house, Rosalie lets out a deep sigh of relief. She glances around as if she hasn’t seen the place for years.

Jesus, it’s good to see her in my space again.

“How does it feel to be home?” I ask.

The corner of her mouth lifts. “So, so good. You have no idea.”

Her reply lets my chest swell with satisfaction.

I’ve become her home.

When we reach the top of the stairs, I turn left, and it has Rosalie asking, “Where are you taking my luggage?”

I keep walking. “To our bedroom.”

“What?” she gasps behind me.

“Did you really think I’d let you stay in the guest room, moya Malen'kaya Roza?” I place the bags in the walk-in closet. “We’ll just have to make space for your clothes. We can do it tomorrow.”

“You’re moving me into your bedroom?”

I shake my head, and wrapping my arms around her, I smile down at her. “Our bedroom.” I press a kiss to her forehead, then add, “Besides, Luna already moved in.”

There’s a flicker of excitement on her face. “Where is she?”

“She’s at my parents' place. I’ll go get her tomorrow.”

My eyes drift over her, and even with the swelling and bruises, she’s still fucking exquisite. I also notice she’s lost weight.

“Time to feed my woman.”

A blush creeps up her neck as I take hold of her hand and pull her out of the bedroom. When we reach the kitchen, I lift her onto a stool at the island, then open the fridge. “What are you in the mood for?”

“Anything that’s quick.” She gives me a sheepish grin. “I’m starving.”

“I can see that,” I grumble. “Didn’t they feed you?”

Rosalie’s quiet for a moment before whispering, “I couldn’t stomach food.” She brushes a hand over the back of her head. “And I had a concussion that made it hard to keep anything down.”

My body freezes, and there’s an instant burst of rage. “A fucking concussion?”

Looking uncomfortable, she waves her hand as if it doesn’t matter, then adds, “From all the punches and slaps.”

My eyebrow lifts dangerously high as I shut the fridge. “You can eat after we’ve visited the hospital.”

“What? No. We can go tomorrow,” she tries to argue.

I shake my head, grab hold of her waist, and lift her off the chair. Taking her hand, I drag her out of the house and bundle her into the SUV.

Glancing at Joseph, I say, “We’re going to the hospital.”

“Yes, boss,” he replies, signaling to his team that we’re leaving.

Uncle Alexei had an entire hospital built after Aunt Isabella got injured. It’s state-of-the-art, and I don’t have to worry about unnecessary questions.

It’s only a ten-minute drive, and when we walk inside, the nurse quickly stands up. “Mr. Vetrov.” Her eyes go to Rosalie, then she says, “Dr. West is in surgery. Can I get Dr. Stern for you?”

“Please.”

She quickly calls Dr. Stern, then leads us to the private suite that’s reserved for our family.



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