Eliana:
“What the bloody hell was that about?” I snapped at Viktor who glared at me. His blue eyes piercing daggers at me, and I could swear he was plotting my death by just simply glaring at me.
“I should be asking you the same thing. The man doesn’t know that I am on his side!” Viktor snapped back at me. The man was an idiot if he believed that I didn’t know that, but I also didn’t want my husband thinking that I was living with a man who could be plotting my death at any given second. I wanted him to be assured that I was alright.
“I am trying to help the two of you fix things, and you just go on ahead returning the whole bloody thing way back to step one! Viktor, I do not want your brother to kill you when you are innocent of all the bullshit you made him believe” I said glaring at the man whose eyes showed visible anger.
“That is not for you to decide, Eliana. I chose this path knowing the r
"Vladimir, I am not going to sit around while you..." Eliana snapped at her husband."You cannot expect me to sell you to the man, Eliana. That is out of question, so no!" Vladimir said glaring at his wife."We need to get inside, Vladimir. You and I both know that's the only way to do it"***************It started out with a marriage.A simple contract signed.But when their love conquers even the mafia's darkest desire of revenge.Things start taking a different path.Both Eliana and Vladimir Romanov would be forced into a war like no other. It is one of power, strength, and money.And remember, the Mafia's world only has one rule "there is no rule to follow when it comes to power"Would they be able to do what it takes?Will their love strive to survive through it all?Or would both crumble under it?
“Boss, it’s for you” the secretary said walking toward her boss. The one man that everyone feared, the mysterious man known as the enemy of all mafia families “it’s your son” He nodded at his secretary to leave the office, leaving him to talk to his son. The woman knew not to let her boss repeat himself twice. She knew the consequence of defying the man. He wasn’t a normal one anyway, a normal boss would fire his employee. This man would do it literally. “Leonardo” he said answering his son. His eldest son, his and his love’s first born. The man’s blessing and curse. The one person he knew that he would be willing to die for, well, that was in the past anyway. He wasn’t so sure about that now. “You sent me a message to call, Lorenzo” he said calmly. He didn’t like calling his father, the man knew that for fact. Having blamed him for not living with his mother, then hearing of her death after years of waiting to be reunited with her. The man wanted nothing mor
Eliana:“Be sure to call us when you arrive, yeah?” I asked hugging Kiara.“Don’t worry, love, we’ll call. Plus, now I have an excuse to pop up at LA every once and a while” Kiara teased and I laughed “you have an English sister by your side whenever you need me. Just one call, and I’ll be here by your side, yeah?”“Thank you, for everything, really” I said hugging her again. I watched as Vladimir and Nikolay said their goodbyes before Nikolay walked toward me. His eyes gentle, and his smile genuine as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a tight hug.“Stay safe, Eliana, and be sure not to get kidnapped again” he teased. I laughed pulling away from the hug watching as he cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead “we’ll be coming back and forth, and I’m sure the same would go for your family. Whenever you need anything, just let us know, you have a fam
Vladimir:I wrapped my arms around my wife, holding her to my chest.“A penny for your thoughts?” She asked looking up at me. It’s been days since her breakdown, and despite her not shedding a tear in front of anyone. I was glad that she trusted me enough to open up to me.“I was wondering whether or not you wanted us to leave town for a few days. Just you and me, away, on the beach?” I asked looking down at her. She raised herself to look at me, and despite her love for the beach, she shook her head.I sighed but didn’t say a word to object knowing that she was still mourning. I wouldn’t lie when I said that I didn’t like her mourning over a man that did everything in his power to break every spec of confidence she ever had in her. But I couldn’t expect her to just live, move on, and forget that the man was her brother after all. She grew up with him, and no matter what she tried convincing herself ab
Eliana:I washed my face trying to wake myself from the trance that I was falling into. The pain that I was in, everything which was eating me alive. My husband who didn’t want to look at me, him holding me the way he did…I shook my head at myself, snapping myself out of it. I walked toward the bed and laid on it, gripping the blanket tightly as to keep myself safe from the world. I didn’t know what I was expecting next, and Ian’s words kept playing in my head as I tried closing my eyes.“Eliana…” Vladimir’s voice broke my heart, partly because of what he had heard, and because of what happened. I felt the bed dip beside me as he sat down beside me. He slowly removed the blanket from over my shoulder, revealing my face; however, I closed my eyes and turned around, giving him my back.Vladimir sighed and ran his finger over my bruising arm, where he had gripped it “I’m sorry, malyshka”
Vladimir:Eliana and I walked toward the basement’s door and I sighed when Eliana stopped a few steps back as not to hear her brother’s bone shattering.Riley was upstairs in her playing room with Grace and Kiara, and the TV was loud enough as for her not to hear what was happening down here.“Eliana…”“Vladimir, I want to go and see him” Eliana said stopping me. I froze for a second not sure if I had heard what she said right. Her eyes met mine and I could see the seriousness in her expression “I have to hear this from him, Vladimir”“Eliana, what are you going to hear from him? More specifically, would you be able to look at him?” I asked. Eliana stopped for a second to think, before nodding.“I am sure, Vladimir. I wouldn’t be able to live with this if I don’t hear this from him, and whether or not I’ll be able to handle the vision; I don’t kn