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Nikolai

I've never been a fan of hospitals.

The walls are always too clean. Too sterile. And the place reeks of blood and death. Two things I've never minded until now.

"Here" I look up from the palm of my hand to meet my brother-in-law and a canned soda from a brand I don't recognise looking down at me.

When I don't take it he pushes it towards my face again and goes, "Here."

Sighing, I mutter a quiet, “Thanks,” The last thing I want is a drink right now, but Aaron is being a persistent motherfucker, so I take the can but don't open it.

We've been here for close to twelve hours now. Usually, I tend to avoid hospitals at all costs, but Ava's injuries were severe, more than what our doctors could handle. Bringing her here was the only shot I had to make sure that I didn't lose her. Her blood still clung to my fingertips, dried now, but the perspiration from the can made my grip slick.

How could she have done that? Throwing herself in front of a bullet was beyond stupid, especially for
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    NikolaiI've never been a fan of hospitals.The walls are always too clean. Too sterile. And the place reeks of blood and death. Two things I've never minded until now."Here" I look up from the palm of my hand to meet my brother-in-law and a canned soda from a brand I don't recognise looking down at me.When I don't take it he pushes it towards my face again and goes, "Here."Sighing, I mutter a quiet, “Thanks,” The last thing I want is a drink right now, but Aaron is being a persistent motherfucker, so I take the can but don't open it.We've been here for close to twelve hours now. Usually, I tend to avoid hospitals at all costs, but Ava's injuries were severe, more than what our doctors could handle. Bringing her here was the only shot I had to make sure that I didn't lose her. Her blood still clung to my fingertips, dried now, but the perspiration from the can made my grip slick.How could she have done that? Throwing herself in front of a bullet was beyond stupid, especially for

  • Married To The Russian Mafia Boss    Clearing the confusion

    Hi readers 👋🏾 I understand there's been confusion on where Marcus was shot and that was completely my fault. Him being shot in the head was part of an earlier draft and I forgot to edit it out before I published the chapter. As of now I've edited it out (So no, you're not going crazy if you can't find it again)I'm sorry for the mix up but please note that Marcus wasn't shot in the head (As I don't think anyone can survive being shot in the head) Thank you and please react once you see this message so that I know it's reached enough people ❤️

  • Married To The Russian Mafia Boss    Saving him and Loosing Me

    Ava"Get the fuck away from my wife" Nikolai's voice booms throughout the warehouse. The sound ricocheted off the wall, informing me that his presence wasn't just a figment of my imagination. He was here. He was really here.My Nikolai. My husband. I want to run over to him and throw myself in his arms but the rough scrap of the zip ties against my wrist reminds me of my restraint.My gaze lifts to Antonio. His entire body is still and he looks like he's just seen a ghost. Panicked, he snaps his fingers and when his men don't appear at his side like before, he realises just how done for he really is."Motherfucker," he spits, his voice laced with disbelief and fury. "You took out my men?"Nikolai takes a slow step forward, a dark grin tilting his lips. "I did, but I cannot take all the credit." He glances behind him, just as a familiar figure emerges."Aaron?"My brother steps fully into the light, a gun in one hand and a bruised knuckle on the other. His shirt is bloodstained, thou

  • Married To The Russian Mafia Boss    Truths and Rescues

    Ava This can't be happening. This cannot be happening. My entire life. Everything was a lie. Every. Single. Thing. "Why would you keep this from me until now?" My mother slept with Ricán O'Sullivan, who just so happens to be her first husband and my brother's father. Which meant that Aaron and I were siblings. Biological siblings, which meant that I was a mafia Princess. Oh, but not just any Mafia Princess, an Irish one. Me? My father— Marcus shrugs and slowly rounds my seat once more until he is standing behind me. He places both his hands on my shoulder, a gesture that I'd once found comforting but was now completely repulsed by. "I suppose it's because I've finally decided to collect what I'm owed." "I don't owe you anything," I say, twisting my head to face him. A dark twisted laugh leaves him, grip tightening around my shoulder. "You think that after everything I've given up to be your father, I'd really leave you empty-handed?" Unease twists my stomach and I cl

  • Married To The Russian Mafia Boss    The truth (2)

    AvaTwo things happen in that very instant.The first is that I scream. Loudly. I scream so loud that my eardrums rupture and the eardrums of others at least a thousand miles away do the same. I scream so loudly that my throat burns from the stretch, and my father —or should I say ex-father—and Antonio reel back from the volume.The second is that I realise that my mouth hasn't moved an inch for the entirety of my scream fest and my father is watching me, accessing me for a reaction he knows I'm currently trying to keep under wraps.You weren't mine either. His words rip through my chest and travel up my bloodstream until all I see is red. And no, it's not the regular kind of red that you see in movies or read about in books. No, the kind of red I see blurs my vision until it's hazy and allows the humiliation and betrayal I feel to seep into my lungs while flowing out at the same time. It's the kind of red that burns brightly behind my eyelids and fills my mouth with the bitter tast

  • Married To The Russian Mafia Boss    The Truth

    Ava."Dad?"The word falls from my lips as a broken whisper. My father stands in front of me, impossibly real, and no matter how much I pray for it not to be so, his feet remain firmly planted on the concrete.Unlike last time, he looks put together. His hair is brushed over, and his beer belly looks like it has shrunken by an inch. Only an inch. He's also wearing a plain button-down shirt that thins around his belly and faded blue jeans.To put it simply, he looked like my worst nightmare come to life."Hello, Ava."The man I'd grown to despise more in the last second says to me, lips curling in a self-pleased smile."You're working with him?" I couldn't hide the disgust that made its way into my question, but more than that, I couldn't hide my curiosity.When Nikolai and I had gotten married I'd been foolish enough to beg him to protect my father. I'd assumed the Moretti's were going to exact their revenge on him for not holding up his end of the deal as planned but now I wonder if

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