Bratva Bully
By Sam Crescent
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Galina is about to marry a monster. A bully. The guy who made most of her high school life miserable.
Mikhail Belsky is the son of the man who rules the Belsky Bratva. He’s a dangerous man, but what he wants, he gets. When it comes to Galina, he will not allow her to marry anyone else. She will belong to him. Gone are the cruel jokes, the mocking laughter, and in its place is a man determined to have her at his side.
Mikhail has never hated Galina. He bullied her because he couldn’t have her. When he learned who Galina was meant to marry, he knew he couldn’t allow her to fall to that fate, so he gave his father an ultimatum.
If his father wanted the Belsky Bratva to flourish, then he’d get Galina, but if his father gave her to someone else, Mikhail would see to it that the Belsky name crumbled.
Galina belongs to him.
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Bratva Bully - Sam Crescent
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Copyright© 2023 Sam Crescent
ISBN: 978-0-3695-0906-2
Cover Artist: Jay Aheer
Editor: Lisa Petrocelli
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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
BRATVA BULLY
Sam Crescent
Copyright © 2023
Chapter One
Galina Nikitin couldn’t believe what had just happened. There was a round of applause from the guests which tempted her to scream at the top of her lungs for them all to shut up. This wasn’t worth celebration, but she couldn’t bring herself to do that. Her father would be so embarrassed, and she knew there would be consequences if she did such a thing. Instead, she had no choice but to take a deep breath and plaster a fake smile onto her face.
She didn’t know what went wrong. One moment, her father had told her she’d be married to a much older man, Vik Kuzlov, but now she was engaged to be married to none other than Mikhail Belsky, the son of the boss. Heir to the Belsky throne. She understood why her father did what he did, but even still, this was … wrong. She hated Mikhail with a passion. For as long as she could remember, this man had been a bully to her.
In a shocking twist of events, she and Mikhail were the same age, well, a year apart. She was twenty-one, Mikhail was twenty-two, but she already knew he was considered one of the scariest men around. Rumor had it, he had his first kill at twelve years old. The circumstances surrounding that kill were a little confusing, but even still, she had looked in those eyes while he’d been threatening her, and known. His eyes were those of a killer.
For years this man had bullied her.
They didn’t go to a normal school, but one specifically for members of the Bratva, known as Belsky High. Yep, the school was owned by him, so no matter what he did or said, Mikhail was in charge. Teachers were afraid of him. They had no choice but to go to a private school, because the Belsky Bratva trusted no one. They rarely allowed outsiders in, and if an outsider went to high school with them, they were in for a rough ride.
Mikhail had hated her on sight. She didn’t know if it was because of the way she looked, seeing as she wasn’t a slender blonde, but even at a young age, she’d been … fat. Ugh, she hated that word, even her mother hated that word, and insisted she wasn’t fat, she was curvy.
She heard a lot of people talking, and knew many insisted she was fat.
Mikhail, her future husband, grabbed her hand and locked their fingers together. She had no choice but to follow his lead, as he lifted their raised hands.
The Nikitins and Belskys had always been close. Their fathers were the best of friends, and she had gotten used to Mikhail being around her home quite regularly. Mikhail was friends with her brother Peter, even though there was a five-year age gap, and Peter was the older of the two.
Boris, Mikhail’s father, was suddenly there, nudging them onto the dance floor. This was the last thing she wanted. Her smile was starting to hurt her face.
The music started up, something slow, romantic, which made Mikhail put his arms around her and pull her close. She wanted to cringe.
I never knew you would look forward to marrying me,
Mikhail said.
There was nothing she could do while they had an audience. Her mother had told her to be very careful with her stance, especially at events like these. There were too many vultures waiting to surface, and she had no choice but to keep a smile on her face and look like the doting, loving, fiancée she’d become.
I don’t want to marry you. Trust me, this is not for me at all.
He leaned in close and tutted against her ear. Come on, Galina, you don’t have to be that way. I always knew back in high school you were tempted by me. You couldn’t resist me.
In your dreams.
And now your dreams are becoming a reality.
She wasn’t going to slap him. Her parents would be so pissed with her if she did. Mikhail was doing this on purpose to get a rise out of her.
On the night of their engagement party, her father had told her they were going to a formal event. From the moment they walked through the main doors, it had been one surprise after another.
Galina tried to ignore him, but Mikhail had always been a master at getting under her skin.
You know what this means?
Mikhail asked.
What?
That I was right when I said one day soon, I was going to fuck you until you begged and screamed for it. I was right.
Galina had forgotten about that night, when they were eighteen at graduation. There had been a huge party at Belsky High. The grounds were in a secure and private location, so no one could come in or out without Security being alerted. She never drank or partied, but seeing as it was her last day in high school, and from then on everything would be done in a college of her father’s choosing, or from home. Those were her father’s rules. He had told her from the beginning she would be married to a man of his choosing, and it wouldn’t be for love or anything other than business. She’d accepted her fate, so on the last night of fake freedom, she drank two shots of tequila, hoping to drown her sorrows, and try to see the chance of a better tomorrow.
With the shot glass in her hand and the bottle of tequila, she’d walked around the school, every now and then toasting to some of the worst years of her life.
At the main lockers, she had remembered all the times Mikhail had pushed her against them, at one point bruising her shoulder and side. During swimming, those bruises had been visible for everyone to see, even teachers. No one said anything, and no one cared. Strange, though, after that point, Mikhail never pushed her into the lockers again.
Then, of course, he would stuff condoms into her locker, and she was pretty sure some of them were used. There was always some other ungodly shit placed in her locker. After her stop at the locker rooms, she’d gone to the gym and the swimming pool. More memories of her clothes being stolen, and she had no choice but to run through the halls with only a towel on. The culprit: Mikhail, of course.
It was like they arrived at school, and his target for cruelty had been her. She stopped at all the classrooms until she finally made it back to her dorm room. She didn’t have to share with anyone, so her room was her own space. Stepping inside, she’d been shocked to see Mikhail was there sitting on the edge of her bed. Much to her surprise, he held a key.
Do you know how long I’ve had this?
Mikhail asked.
She didn’t know the answer to that, and she also didn’t want to know the answer to that, so she’d stayed completely quiet.
He laughed. It was a rather forced laugh.
I’ve had this for as long as you’ve been here. Dad told me you were coming, and I made sure to have a second key made, just in case.
Why would you need a second key?
Mikhail didn’t answer. In fact, she had come to realize he never answered that question. Just pocketed the key, and then got to his feet.
Well, Galina, do you want to be a naughty girl tonight?
What?
Let’s lose that precious virginity of yours. We all know it’s useless, and will only be wasted on some ugly fat guy your father chooses.
He began to chuckle at whatever joke was going on inside his head.
Over my dead body. There’s no way in hell I’d ever be with you, so get the hell out of my room, and give me back my key.
She tried to grab the key from his pocket, but he grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her in close, so she had no choice but to look at him.
No way in hell?
This made him chuckle. Oh, my sweet, precious Galina, you’re going to regret those words. One day soon, I’m going to make you beg and scream for me. I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to forget everything, even your own name.
Galina pulled out of the memory. That night, Mikhail had shocked her further. After his threat or promise—she wasn’t entirely sure which it was—he’d then kissed her, hard. It had been her first and only kiss. After he’d left, she vowed never to drink tequila again.
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Mikhail didn’t like crowds. He knew how to work them, and it helped that most people were afraid of him. At twenty-two years of age, he’d already garnered a reputation for being mean.
He didn’t mind