LOGINAdrian froze. “Already? Nat—” Natalia smirked. “Relax. Not today. Eventually.” Adrian exhaled dramatically. “You’re going to kill me.” She laughed and pulled him in for a soft kiss. MIKHAIL AND DONATELLA SUITE The night was quiet on the private island, the moonlight slipping through the curtain
“RONAN!” Valerie smacked his arm. Alexei choked on his food. “Bro—BRO—motorcycle??” “It’s a lie!” Valerie yelled, mortified. Ronan shrugged. “I have proof. Video proof.” Donatella cackled. “Show it!” “No one is seeing anything!” Valerie warned, stabbing her fork into her salad as if it was Rona
EPILOGUE – Three Years Later HAWAII, USA Three years had passed since the fall of La Mano Rojas. For the first time in what felt like forever, the Morozovs escaped the chaos of empire life and traveled together to a private Hawaiian island — just the core family: Mikhail & Donatella Alexei & A
“I—I’m pregnant for Alexei. And we’ve been together for a while.” Silence. A heavy, suffocating silence. For a full five minutes, nobody spoke. They stared at the pair as though they’d set the entire room on fire. Then Capo Ivan’s voice boomed: “What did you just say?” Ariana flinched. Ivan’
A MONTH LATER THE BRATVA'S EMPIRE The Bratva Empire glittered with gold and crystal. Tonight wasn’t just a celebration—it was a declaration. One year of Mikhail and Donatella Morozov. The grand hall overflowed with influential guests: politicians, businessmen, allies from across continents, and
“Yes,” she breathed out. He pushed inside her—slow at first, then harder. Donatella suddenly gasped. “You’ll continue… only on one condition.” He clenched his jaw. “Name it.” “I’m going with Savannah to see Nikolai. In case he tries something.” “Dona—” “Yes or no, Mik?” He pressed his mouth t
The jet door hissed open, and cool Sicilian air swept into the cabin. Donatella adjusted the belt of her silk trench coat before stepping onto the stairs. Her heels clicked against the metal as she descended with calculated grace. Five matte black SUVs were lined up at the edge of the runway, headl
“You think you can take this from me?” Nikolai spat, voice hoarse, chest heaving. “You’ll never be Pakhan. Never. I’ll burn this empire down before I let you touch it!” Mikhail tilted his head, wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand, and stepped forward again. His silence was wors
Alexei didn’t flinch. He didn’t rush. He leaned against the wall like he had all the time in the world, twirling a pistol in his hand as if it were nothing more than a toy. “No, bitch,” he said flatly, almost bored. “Things don’t work that way.” Her heart slammed against her ribs. She tugged at th
POVONETS KARELIA, RUSSIA The forest had its own kind of silence. Not the silence of cities at night, heavy with secrets and sirens. Not the silence of Bratva halls, where footsteps always carried whispers of death. This was different. It was honest. The kind of silence that came with pines stretch







