Chapter 38

• Chapter Thirty Eight
• Derek was surprised by that. No one knew when the Black Widows started, in fact, they’d only found out about its existence around eight years ago. To think it was his woman who was the foundation of it. He shouldn’t feel proud, but he did.
• “The first time I let a man touch me I was eighteen and he was a mark. I didn’t know much about him and I buckled when I laid my eyes on him. His resemblance to Ivan almost sent me to my knees. I was back to being that fifteen-year-old girl he’d abused for five days, telling her he loved her. But the second he turned his eyes to me, and I saw that they were brown and not blue, I felt steady enough to berate myself for being a coward. The mark was a large man, but he was still a man, easy to manipulate, to seduce.”