Thorns of Love

CONTENTS Thorns of Omertà series Thorns of Omertà Playlist Author Note Blurb 1. Tatiana 2. Konstantin 3. Tatiana 4. Tatiana 5. Konstantin 6. Tatiana 7. Konstantin 8. Tatiana 9. Tatiana 10. Konstantin 11. Tatiana 12. Konstantin 13. Tatiana 14. Konstantin 15. Tatiana 16. Konstantin 17. Tatiana 18. Konstantin 19. Tatiana 20. Konstantin 21. Tatiana 22. Konstantin 23. Tatiana 24. Konstantin 25. Tatiana 26. Konstantin 27. Tatiana 28. Konstantin 29. Tatiana 30. Tatiana 31. Konstantin 32. Tatiana 33. Konstantin 34. Tatiana 35. Konstantin 36. Tatiana 37. Konstantin 38. Tatiana 39. Tatiana 40. Konstantin Epilogue - Konstantin Epilogue - Tatiana Preview Of Thorns Of Death: Prologue What’s Next? About the Author To my daughters, husband, family, friends and my readers. Please skip over the sex scenes and focus on the plot. You DA best! Love ya! To everyone else, thank you for reading my stories. THORNS OF OMERTÀ SERIES Each book in the Thorns of Omertà series can be read alone with the exception of Thorns of Lust and Thorns of Love, which is the story of Tatiana Nikolaev. If you’d like the preview of the next standalone book in this series, Thorns of Death, keep reading after this duet ending. All rights reserved No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Visit www.evawinners.com and subscribe to my newsletter. 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Konstantin wasn’t the type to be ignored. He commanded his criminal empire with an iron fist but he had secrets of his own. But I was Tatiana Nikolaev. I’d never bend to a man’s will or be used as a pawn. Not again. The moment I tempted the fates and played with fire, life spiraled out of control. My only way of survival was to trust again. But could I? ONE TATIANA Push me, moya luna, and I’ll snuff out that pretty blue inferno in your eyes. The words played on repeat in my mind. Was that a threat? All I had to do was utter a single word to Vasili and the war would be back on. Except my brother intended to use me as his ‘peace’ offering. My fingers trembled as I attempted to tug the zipper. I stared at my reflection in the long mirror. I couldn’t recognize myself. My light blonde hair, cascading down my shoulder. My eyes were clear, a turquoise so blue that people sometimes labeled it its own color. The freakish Nikolaev pale blue. The beautiful dress, the color of palest lilac, swallowed my frame. The dress’s neckline fell off my shoulders, accentuating my collarbone. I was slowly gaining back the weight I had lost over the months since Adrian's death. My curves were slowly filling in, the little life growing inside me still unnoticeable. Nausea hit me suddenly, it had been coming and going. I clutched my stomach, but I knew all the contents of it were about to come out. Spinning around, I rushed to the toilet. My dress hung half unzipped, falling off my shoulder as I grabbed the toilet and threw up. Except this time, there were no strong hands stroking my back. Violent heaves wracked my body. “Tatiana.” My name sounded far away, drowned by the buzzing in my ear and ugly sounds my body made. A hand landed on my back, roaming it with soft strokes. “It’s okay. Just let it all out.” A painful moan fell from my lips as I sat back on my knees. “I’m not going to make it through Sasha’s wedding,” I whimpered, my stomach feeling queasy. Although I wasn’t certain whether it was the pregnancy or the thought of Sasha’s and Branka’s reception at The Den of Sin. So many fucking memories there. It was where Adrian finally caved in. I thought back to that night. It seemed like a different lifetime. A different me. I caught my reflection in the mirror. A sexy maid costume barely covered the round curves of my ass. Dark black material was stark against the white lace, my long blonde locks making me look like a porn star. Or maybe it was the built-in push up bra that gave me excessive cleavage. My cheeks were flushed, probably the result of the shots we had before even leaving the house. Shifting my weight back and forth between my feet, I let my gaze travel over the room. My oldest brother had a weird sense of humor. He learned the name Isabella and I assigned our dorm room and decided to name his bar in its honor. The Den of Sin. “There is Adrian,” Isabella whispered and I followed her gaze. My heart fluttered in my chest. The dark masked man. Sophisticated. All dressed up. James Bond at its best. The suit hugged his muscular body perfectly and not even his ink could ruin his clean cut look. I wanted to go to him but it didn’t feel right to leave Isabella behind. As if she read my thoughts, she said, “Go ahead. I’ll be around. Text me when you are done, and we can