he Beast stole me from the Devil . . . AnastasiyaI was born a trophy owned by the Resnov Bratva, waiting for the day they'd collect.My identity was engraved in their legacy, and my only purpose was to obey, to submit. I had no voice, and most of all, I had no choice.I was promised to one yet stolen by another. Simeon Resnov was my savior, a different kind of beast. A beautiful contradiction to the name he carried.He hid the darkness in him so well.SimeonShe...