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A Divorce He Regrets
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The Phantom Heiress: Rising From The Shadows
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‘I cannot believe I actually came here.’ Walking out of the airport, Svetlana mumbled, regretting her decision. The clicking sound of her heels was barely audible amidst the chattering. A smirk appeared over Svetlana’ burgundy matte mischievous lips. ‘Let’s teach those fuckers all the types of F’s, hah!’ Scoffing inwardly, Svetlana recalled her triplet step-brothers. Fucking hot. Filthy rich. Wheeling out her luggage without any expectations that someone would be picking her up.
To Svetlana’s surprise as the slanting sunlight glinted her blonde hair. The girl’s emerald orbs were stunned to see the triplets. Standing with a board for identification, Svetlana clenched her jaw seeing the mockery. She wasn’t expecting anything good from them but they could spare her pretty name. Reading ‘S-wet-Lana’ an enraged Svetlana leaped towards them and snatched the board. Throwing it on the floor she stomped over it with her emerald eyes glaring.
“Thank you for such a memorable welcome, brothers.” She spoke with a twitching eyebrow, while her eyes glanced at each one of them. Svetlana intentionally stressed over the title to indicate the boundaries. Wondering how the trio could change that much in just a few years. All three of them had grown into fine young men who could make any girl weak in her knees. However, Svetlana wasn’t one of those braindead ones since she knew how cunningly dangerous they were.
Svetlana glared at them while one among the trio was completely ignoring her presence. “Oh, introduction! Forgive me. I am Sahan, the youngest; this is the oldest, Raihan, and this is Zuhan”. He pointed towards his brothers with a wicked smile. Something was definitely suspicious in their body language. Svetlana knew she couldn’t trust everything coming from the trio. It made her wonder how their attitude was with her mother since she was the Luna now.
There was not much difference between their demeanour and voices. Sahan appeared to be a gym rat and seemed a jovial outgoing type of person. Whereas, the reserved one, Zuhan, had long hair and lean stature with his silvery eyes displaying serene nature. However, the eldest Raihan, had short hair and a stoic personality. All of them were towering above her and could potentially scoop her up. However, Svetlana shook her head to dismiss all those explicit thoughts.
‘Why am I even thinking such things?’ Svetlana shook her head to condense those steamy thoughts. But she couldn’t help and appreciate their looks and the assertive aura they all carried. Within those slowed down moments every single envious eyes in the surroundings were glaring at her. Svetlana had already run a thorough search on them and the Dark Stone pack. The filthy rich pack of New York, led by Alpha Zaro.
The powerful alpha among all the packs, alpha Zaro was her mother’s mate. They both crossed paths later in life when their respective partners died. Svetlana’s father passed away and Alpha Zaro’s wife died in childbirth. However, it took both of them a lot of time to accept each other due to their children. Nonetheless, Svetlana and the triplets weren’t biologically related. And that reminder provoked the trio to prey their way into her boundaries.
“Nice to meet you.” Svetlana replied politely, hiding her awkwardness caused due to her hyperactive imagination. “Same to you, Svetlana.” Zuhan had the same deep voice as Sahan but was lacking a smile. For some reason Svetlana could feel something stirring in her gut upon hearing her name from his mouth. However, staring right into Sahan’s silvery orbs made her uncomfortable. Svetlana was fully aware of the hype the Zaro brothers had in NYC and chattering with them garnered attention and envy.
“Believe me, pleasure is all ours.” Sahan added while licking his lips as he emphasised on the word pleasure. Upon feeling discomfort Svetlana tried to avert her stare with a forced smile. However, Raihan didn’t show any interest in the conversation. Svetlana ogled at him occasionally whereas he stood leaning against the wall with a nonchalant attitude. She met them nearly ten years ago and was still carrying the bad memories regarding her birthday.