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ANTHON VOLKOV

Author: Uj Kay
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-01-04 07:42:30

I moved to the table and sat down, the cool surface of the laptop grounding me as my fingers brushed the keyboard. The screen filled my vision, names, timestamps, transactions, digital trails weaving together into a complex web. This was Dante’s world laid bare in cold data and quiet secrets.

He stayed close, a steady presence at my side. I could feel his gaze on me, not controlling, not impatient, just watchful.

The shock of what I had overheard faded, replaced by a sharp, focused calm. This w
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  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   HACKER

    The city lights streaked past the tinted windows in blurred streaks of gold and neon, but my mind was still stuck in that lobby, replaying the moment Elias Voss had stepped into my life again after six long years of silence. My heart was a chaotic mess of old pain, surprise, and something dangerously close to unresolved curiosity.Dante’s grip on my hand tightened, almost possessive. I turned to look at him. His jaw was set in that familiar hard line, the one that appeared whenever something threatened what he considered his. The bruises on his face from Alexei’s torture were still fading, but the fire in his eyes was brighter than ever.“How do you know him?” he asked, voice low and controlled, but I could hear the edge beneath it. “And what was the relationship between you two?”I took a slow breath, choosing my words carefully. “He was my boyfriend. My first real boyfriend. We were together in high school. Then one day he just… disappeared. No explanation. His family wouldn’t tell

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   DOLLFACE

    Elias turned to me, his hazel eyes softening. “Alessia, can I speak to you privately for a moment?”Dante’s grip on my waist tightened. Maxim read the room instantly. “Dante, let’s talk for a second.”Dante reluctantly released me, giving Elias a death stare that could have frozen the entire hotel. Elias only smiled back smugly, challenging.When we were alone near the grand staircase, Elias’s expression shifted to something more vulnerable.“Why him?” he asked quietly. “Why a mafia don? After everything you went through with your father… you still chose someone in that line of work?”I felt a surge of anger mixed with old pain. “How is that your business? You have no right to question who I’m with after you walked out on me without any explanation six years ago. Do you know how hard I tried to find you? You left, knowing you were the only person and friend I had…” Elias reached for me, but I stepped back. “Don’t.” He raised his hands in surrender. “I’m sorry. I know I hurt you. But pl

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   EX REUNION

    The Phoenix Hotel rose like a sleek silver blade against the Moscow skyline, all glass and polished steel, the kind of place that screamed old money and deliberate neutrality. Our convoy pulled up under the grand awning just as the late afternoon light turned the building into a mirror of gold and shadow. I stepped out of the SUV with Dante’s hand firmly on my lower back, Maxim close behind us, his face etched with lines of exhaustion and barely contained panic. The cold air nipped at my cheeks, carrying the faint scent of exhaust and distant snow.My heart was already racing before we even entered the lobby. Ivan was missing. The last ping on his phone had led us here. Every second without answers felt like a knife twisting deeper.Dante strode ahead, his presence commanding the space even while still healing. The marble floors gleamed under our feet, chandeliers casting soft, expensive light over leather seating and fresh floral arrangements that probably cost more than most people

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   ONE AND ONLY FRIEND

    The living room had grown heavier with every passing minute, the kind of oppressive silence that pressed down on your chest and made breathing feel like a chore. Maxim Moretti sat on the edge of the leather sofa, no longer the warm, teasing father. His shoulders were slumped, his usually steady hands trembling in his lap. The cheerful sparkle in his eyes had vanished, replaced by something raw and broken that made my own heart ache in sympathy.After what felt like an eternity of waiting, I stood up from the couch, my legs a little unsteady from the long silence. “I’m going to check on Dante in his study,” I told Maxim softly.He looked up at me, eyes hollow. “Maybe there’s no good news. That’s why he’s yet to update us.”I placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. “I’m positive. Please be positive too.”He gave a weak nod, but the fear in his eyes didn’t fade. I walked down the hallway to Dante’s study, the soft click of my shoes on the marble floor the only sound breaking the quiet. Wh

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   EMERGENCY

    The living room felt colder than it should have, even with the city lights glittering like distant stars through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Maxim Moretti sat on the edge of the leather sofa, no longer the warm, teasing father who always has a warm look on his face. His shoulders were slumped, his usually steady hands trembling in his lap. The cheerful sparkle in his eyes had vanished, replaced by something raw and broken that made my chest tighten.Dante spoke before we even reached him, his voice tight with urgency. “What’s the emergency, Dad?”Maxim’s lips parted, but no words came out. They just shook. He tried again, then closed his mouth, eyes glistening with unshed tears. I couldn’t stand it. I walked over quickly and sat beside him, taking both his cold hands in mine.“Is everything okay?” I asked gently, squeezing his fingers, trying to anchor him with touch.He shook his head, then stood abruptly and began pacing the length of the room, his footsteps sharp against the marb

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   OLD FILE

    The next morning dawned crisp and bright, sunlight pouring through the penthouse windows like liquid gold. I woke up curled against Dante’s side, his arm draped protectively over my waist. His breathing was steady, the worst of the pain lines on his face softened by rest. He still moved carefully, but the fire in his eyes had returned.Liam arrived shortly after breakfast, carrying fresh intelligence and a grim expression. We moved to the study room, the long table once again covered in maps, walkie talkie, tablets, and glowing screens. The air smelled of strong coffee and the faint metallic tang of tension. Dante sat on the other end of the table, letting me be in charge, but his presence filled the room like a storm waiting to break. I stood at the head of the table, hands braced on the cool wood, feeling the weight of leadership settle on my shoulders like a crown I had earned in blood and fire. Liam spread out the latest reports. “Kostin and Belinsky are regrouping in the north.

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   THE FIRST CRACK

    Seraphina's challenge hung in the air, her eyes holding an unnerving mix of playful invitation and predatory assessment. She stepped closer still, her hand now resting lightly on my arm, her thumb tracing slow circles on my skin. The air crackled with unspoken possibility, a dangerous current pulli

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  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   SERAPHINA RICCI

    She glided further into the room, her movements a silken whisper. "Seraphina Ricci. A… colleague of Dante’s. Though, perhaps less of a colleague and more of a… past indulgence." She ended with a throaty chuckle, her eyes raking over my simple, relaxed attire, then lingering on the subtle bulge of t

    last updateHuling Na-update : 2026-03-22

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   DEADLY CHASE

    The Mercedes’ engine rumbled low as Dante guided the car through the tight turns of the underground parking lot. Two of his most trusted men slid into the back seat, large, silent, and alert. Behind them, three other vehicles fell into position, forming a tight convoy as they headed for the exit.T

    last updateHuling Na-update : 2026-03-22

  • THE MAFIA'S PRICE   THE ACCIDENT

    The Mercedes was slammed sideways with bone-jarring force, the world tilting violently as Alessia was thrown hard against her restraints. Pain tore through her chest as the air was ripped from her lungs. For a terrifying second, she couldn’t breathe. Panic clawed up her throat.She thought, this is

    last updateHuling Na-update : 2026-03-22
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