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ELVIS POVBrushing off his comment, I met his eyes, "We are not exactly on brotherly terms to be sitting close to each other," I queried.A hint of mischief glimmered in his eyes. "Sitting in front of someone doesn’t necessarily mean anything, you know that, right? Oleg said smoothly."If you’re talking about going all the way from your class just to sit here with me, then no, I had no idea," I replied, my tone dripping with sarcasm.He tilted his head slightly, then leaned back, resting both hands behind it as if he had all the time in the world. His relaxed composure suggested he was impressed that I’d caught on to his game as he casually folded his arms.I actually came for her," he responded at last, jerking his chin toward a group of girls fawning over him. Without sparing them a glance, he added, "Right?"A chorus of eager voices rang out in unison, each girl scrambling for his attention.I sighed, propping my head on my hand, secondhand embarrassment creeping in."Point taken,"
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ELVIS POV“Mama!” I called out. My frustration rang out, filling the mansion.She turned to me with an easy smile. “Oh, Ivan, meet Oleg. You remember Sergei mentioning his son at the funeral, right? He and Luca were hanging out this evening, so I picked him up.”My stomach coiled tight. “He shouldn’t be here. Father will be furious.”"I invited him, so there shouldn’t be an issue," she reasoned softly. "Besides, he’s practically your brother. You should be welcoming him, not pushing him away."I snapped my head toward Luca, who shifted uncomfortably under my glare. He faintly murmurs, “We’re just gonna play games and chill, that’s all…”I ignored him, turning back to my mother with a scowl. “No, he’s not. And he never will be.”Oleg merely curved his lips, undeterred by my hostility.“Ivan, don’t be a brat,” Mama scolded, then turned to Oleg, her tone immediately softer.To my annoyance, his expression switched instantly—his usual arrogance replaced by a performance “almost pitiful”.
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ELVIS POV"Present Moment""Was it Oleg?!"Luca’s voice tore through the strained atmosphere, eyes frustrated, blazing with webs of too many unanswered questions. but his words barely pierced the fog in my mind. I sat hollowed out, like my soul had slipped from my body and drifted somewhere far from this confined room."Elvis!" he snapped again, blistering this time, like a slap to the face. I blinked, dragged back to the present by the raw urgency in his voice."At this rate, you’re signing your death sentence. Get your head on straight, “we’ve got fires to put out." His voice cracked, not from anger, but from a panic that slipped through.Still, whatever concern he had for me faded into the backdrop of the wreckage I’d become."It was that fucking psycho, Oleg, wasn’t it?" he cursed bitterly, pacing now, hands flexing restlessly at his sides.I didn’t respond. My head hung low, fingers digging into my hair, as if the pain could stop me from slipping away entirely. The "family room"
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ELVIS POVI stood in the doorway like a ghost exhumed from a life I’d buried long ago, hands tucked deep into my pockets, yet nothing could shield me from the cold that seeped from the walls, making my bones ache as if they remembered the pain before I did."The room hadn't changed in the slightest. The same green sofa where my father once lounged like a king, meting out punishment. The chandelier still hung above like a monstrous steel spider, its harsh light splintering across the polished table—the very one where I used to count reflections, dazed and bleeding, after another 'lesson.' My muscles tensed involuntarily, phantom bruises coming alive beneath my skin. Even the scent hadn't faded: a nauseating blend of cigars, dried blood, and aged whiskey, woven so deeply into the furniture that it seemed to exhale pain."Young Don," a voice called out.I looked up sharply, dumbfounded by how distant I’d become in my skin. But no explanation followed. Instead, I found myself frozen on th
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ELVIS POVI pushed myself off the chair and dropped to my knees before my father. My entire body was racked with a violent shiver that I couldn’t stop, my gaze glued to the floor.“The contract. The partnership I bled for,” my father said slowly, each word dripping with seething resentment. “All terminated, because of some filthy little film my son should never have even imagined, let alone allowed to exist.”He muttered the last part under his breath, rubbing the back of his neck like the very mention of it gave him a migraine.“Bitterness surged as I pressed my lips shut“A son who drags his father’s name through dirt.” His voice darkened. “Tell me, Elvis... what punishment fits a son like that?”I was drenched in sweat now, heart pounding like fists against a locked door. It all felt like a repeat, like dejà vu all over again, of that time the video first ended up in my father’s hands. The story I spun. The fallout that followed. And the warped command he etched into my mind to tak
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ELVIS POVMy father rose from his chair, and I followed suit, instinctively mirroring his steps as he paced the room like a caged lion. His cane tapped rhythmically against the floor until he halted abruptly.""From what I gathered," he said, eyes fixed ahead, "it was Oleg who leaked that video…?"His tone was a loaded verdict masked as a question.Words caught in my throat, stuck between denial and truth.Without warning, his walking stick snapped against the back of my knee. The blow was so sudden, I collapsed with a groan, my leg buckling like it had been yanked out from under me. Pain shot up my thigh as I clutched the floor.you stupid boy, what a waste!! he hissed, like spitting poison through his teeth. “I wasn’t trying to—”. I exhaled shakily, burning hotter than anger.His eyes scanned me.“That footage going around... only you and I knew about it when it was sent to me three years ago,” he stated, leaning on his cane. “It came from a burner number. I made sure to wipe every t
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OLEG POVElvis moved carefully toward me, like a man walking into fire and hoping it wouldn’t burn him. Deep beneath me, a volatile cocktail of emotions stirred, all crashing against each other like waves in a storm. I distinctly remembered telling him I would kill him the next time we crossed paths.”And yet here he was. Not only did he dare show his face where he knew I might be, he dared summon me to it.I had stepped away from the family business for barely a breath before one of my men alerted me that Elvis Andreyev was around. I dismissed it at first; after all, news of his presence in Russia had already landed on my desk the day before. But hearing he was at lair, on our territory, “sacred to blood and loyalty, off-limits to traitors,” sparked something black in me. Was this fool playing games with my bloodline?"He looked different now, physically, sure. But it was ridiculous how, even as he doubled over and retched on me, every cell in my body already recognized him before he
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OLEG POV"Driven by urgency, my body acted before my mind could catch up, and I was out the door in a heartbeat. The Andreyevs were gone. And already the crowd had begun to dissolve, scattered like leaves fleeing the coming storm.My eyes swept across the scene, hunting for a single spark of abnormality.Smug smiles, stunned faces, and side conversations. Meanwhile, the others, unaware, returned to their business. But those who saw me made a deliberate effort to avoid my gaze.But no one stood out. No reaction loud enough. No slip-up obvious enough. Still, I knew.They must’ve sent the video from right here, watching and ensuring everything played out exactly how they wanted.Someone was playing games.A laugh escaped me, wild and Unhinged, but so far from real it didn’t even touch me. I dropped into a squat, pressing an elbow to my mouth as I laughed harder, like disbelief itself had made a home in my throat. The absolute idiocy of it.My men closed in, uncertain how to react to a s
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ELVIS POVI didn’t even turn around. What the hell is she talking about? I thought, slamming the door hard enough to rattle the frame, and stormed away from the car, the gravel crunching beneath my boots.But she chased after me, her footsteps frantic behind mine.I silently thanked Losif for parking in a spot tucked far enough away not to draw attention."You have no idea what it’s like," she shouted after me, her voice stretched between anger and heartbreak. "To sit in silence, choking on the truth I should’ve screamed because you made me swear to keep it buried, she gasped, then pushed on, "while you just turn your back and leave me with it. Alone. Watching everything fall apart around us...Her words slammed into my back, freezing me mid-step.I turned and walked back to her. Now, face-to-face under the dying light, I narrowed my eyes."What did you just say?" I demanded."Yeah, I watched everyone around me go from bad to worse..." she lamented."No." I interrupted, shaking my hea
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ELVIS POVAfter dropping the message like a stray grenade, Losif gave a curt bow“Thank you for letting me serve you again, boss,” he declared, loud and emotionless, as if he hadn’t just dropped a ghost in my lap. Amused, I watched him disappear in the same direction Pavel had gone.Now back in my room, the door locked behind me with a deliberate click, I stood still for a beat, maybe longer, feeling the note burn in my pocket like it had teeth. At last, I pulled out the note Leo had sent, unfolded it, and read:"So this is my punishment? For dragging you to one goddamn party? If I’d known that was such a crime, I wouldn’t have bothered trying. Honestly, if I hadn’t run into your brother, Losif, I’d have figured you were just something I imagined, might’ve been easier that way.""I couldn’t help the dry chuckle that escaped.”“Blockhead,” I muttered under my breath, a crooked smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. Just like Leo, always digging where he shouldn’t. But right now… that
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OLEG POV"Driven by urgency, my body acted before my mind could catch up, and I was out the door in a heartbeat. The Andreyevs were gone. And already the crowd had begun to dissolve, scattered like leaves fleeing the coming storm.My eyes swept across the scene, hunting for a single spark of abnormality.Smug smiles, stunned faces, and side conversations. Meanwhile, the others, unaware, returned to their business. But those who saw me made a deliberate effort to avoid my gaze.But no one stood out. No reaction loud enough. No slip-up obvious enough. Still, I knew.They must’ve sent the video from right here, watching and ensuring everything played out exactly how they wanted.Someone was playing games.A laugh escaped me, wild and Unhinged, but so far from real it didn’t even touch me. I dropped into a squat, pressing an elbow to my mouth as I laughed harder, like disbelief itself had made a home in my throat. The absolute idiocy of it.My men closed in, uncertain how to react to a s
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OLEG POVElvis moved carefully toward me, like a man walking into fire and hoping it wouldn’t burn him. Deep beneath me, a volatile cocktail of emotions stirred, all crashing against each other like waves in a storm. I distinctly remembered telling him I would kill him the next time we crossed paths.”And yet here he was. Not only did he dare show his face where he knew I might be, he dared summon me to it.I had stepped away from the family business for barely a breath before one of my men alerted me that Elvis Andreyev was around. I dismissed it at first; after all, news of his presence in Russia had already landed on my desk the day before. But hearing he was at lair, on our territory, “sacred to blood and loyalty, off-limits to traitors,” sparked something black in me. Was this fool playing games with my bloodline?"He looked different now, physically, sure. But it was ridiculous how, even as he doubled over and retched on me, every cell in my body already recognized him before he
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 29
ELVIS POVMy father rose from his chair, and I followed suit, instinctively mirroring his steps as he paced the room like a caged lion. His cane tapped rhythmically against the floor until he halted abruptly.""From what I gathered," he said, eyes fixed ahead, "it was Oleg who leaked that video…?"His tone was a loaded verdict masked as a question.Words caught in my throat, stuck between denial and truth.Without warning, his walking stick snapped against the back of my knee. The blow was so sudden, I collapsed with a groan, my leg buckling like it had been yanked out from under me. Pain shot up my thigh as I clutched the floor.you stupid boy, what a waste!! he hissed, like spitting poison through his teeth. “I wasn’t trying to—”. I exhaled shakily, burning hotter than anger.His eyes scanned me.“That footage going around... only you and I knew about it when it was sent to me three years ago,” he stated, leaning on his cane. “It came from a burner number. I made sure to wipe every t
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 28: Fictional themes. Not the author’s views (Discretion advised)
ELVIS POVI pushed myself off the chair and dropped to my knees before my father. My entire body was racked with a violent shiver that I couldn’t stop, my gaze glued to the floor.“The contract. The partnership I bled for,” my father said slowly, each word dripping with seething resentment. “All terminated, because of some filthy little film my son should never have even imagined, let alone allowed to exist.”He muttered the last part under his breath, rubbing the back of his neck like the very mention of it gave him a migraine.“Bitterness surged as I pressed my lips shut“A son who drags his father’s name through dirt.” His voice darkened. “Tell me, Elvis... what punishment fits a son like that?”I was drenched in sweat now, heart pounding like fists against a locked door. It all felt like a repeat, like dejà vu all over again, of that time the video first ended up in my father’s hands. The story I spun. The fallout that followed. And the warped command he etched into my mind to tak
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 27
ELVIS POVI stood in the doorway like a ghost exhumed from a life I’d buried long ago, hands tucked deep into my pockets, yet nothing could shield me from the cold that seeped from the walls, making my bones ache as if they remembered the pain before I did."The room hadn't changed in the slightest. The same green sofa where my father once lounged like a king, meting out punishment. The chandelier still hung above like a monstrous steel spider, its harsh light splintering across the polished table—the very one where I used to count reflections, dazed and bleeding, after another 'lesson.' My muscles tensed involuntarily, phantom bruises coming alive beneath my skin. Even the scent hadn't faded: a nauseating blend of cigars, dried blood, and aged whiskey, woven so deeply into the furniture that it seemed to exhale pain."Young Don," a voice called out.I looked up sharply, dumbfounded by how distant I’d become in my skin. But no explanation followed. Instead, I found myself frozen on th
Deadly Enimity : A love forged in Hate Chapter 26
ELVIS POV"Present Moment""Was it Oleg?!"Luca’s voice tore through the strained atmosphere, eyes frustrated, blazing with webs of too many unanswered questions. but his words barely pierced the fog in my mind. I sat hollowed out, like my soul had slipped from my body and drifted somewhere far from this confined room."Elvis!" he snapped again, blistering this time, like a slap to the face. I blinked, dragged back to the present by the raw urgency in his voice."At this rate, you’re signing your death sentence. Get your head on straight, “we’ve got fires to put out." His voice cracked, not from anger, but from a panic that slipped through.Still, whatever concern he had for me faded into the backdrop of the wreckage I’d become."It was that fucking psycho, Oleg, wasn’t it?" he cursed bitterly, pacing now, hands flexing restlessly at his sides.I didn’t respond. My head hung low, fingers digging into my hair, as if the pain could stop me from slipping away entirely. The "family room"
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ELVIS POV“Mama!” I called out. My frustration rang out, filling the mansion.She turned to me with an easy smile. “Oh, Ivan, meet Oleg. You remember Sergei mentioning his son at the funeral, right? He and Luca were hanging out this evening, so I picked him up.”My stomach coiled tight. “He shouldn’t be here. Father will be furious.”"I invited him, so there shouldn’t be an issue," she reasoned softly. "Besides, he’s practically your brother. You should be welcoming him, not pushing him away."I snapped my head toward Luca, who shifted uncomfortably under my glare. He faintly murmurs, “We’re just gonna play games and chill, that’s all…”I ignored him, turning back to my mother with a scowl. “No, he’s not. And he never will be.”Oleg merely curved his lips, undeterred by my hostility.“Ivan, don’t be a brat,” Mama scolded, then turned to Oleg, her tone immediately softer.To my annoyance, his expression switched instantly—his usual arrogance replaced by a performance “almost pitiful”.
