"Well, well, well," He said, his voice low with a hint of both playfulness and danger in it. I know I am caught like a deer in the headlight but still I did not came out, holding onto a little hope that is crushed long ago. "What do we have here?" His voice was demanding and threatening, forcing my feets to move on their own to come out of the shadows. -- Kirill Volkov, is a 25 years old russian heartthrob with many dark little secrets. His hands are stained with the blood of people whoever discovered his little secret and he never batted another glance to the lifeless bodies he left behind. He is the perfect definition of an emotionless, quiet, arrogant and an inhumane human. Aleeza Aria Russo, is a 23 year old elegant Italian beauty with the dreams of living a life that have nothing to do with her previous one. She wants to taste the freedom in her mouth, not only on the tip of her tongue. But she did not realised she was loosing everything she always wanted while she got involved with Kirill, without even knowing the truth he hides. Aleeza does not realise the pressure and betrayal, Kirill, is going to crush her with, which will leave her with nothing but scars. Happy Reading!
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-Author.|K I R I L L|The darkness embraces the sky as I step forward in the eerie silence, the sound of dry leaves crunching underneath the pressure of my foot steps.The streets that usually are busy in the morning are deadly calm, haunting silence hung around me as I kept walking forward without letting the darkness around me affect me. The moon hid behind the dusty clouds casting a very blur glow up far from the sky.My each footstep echoed in my ears because of extreme silence that took the hold of these abandoned streets. Taking the gloves out of the pocket of my jeans, I continued my walk while I put them on.I took the mask out from my other pocket without stopping and placed it on my face, hiding my identity from the world and burying the secrets and mysteries of these menacing night.The deserted cabin, that I found here a few days back, came in my sight because of the distant glow that came right from that place. I paused, looking around, carefully, checking just in case someone was being nosy enough today but when I found nothing and no one, I headed towards my destination forward, the deserted cabin.Leaving the dark and standard woodland behind, I, now stood at the door step of the deserted cabin. Taking one last look at my surroundings, I knocked at the door for perfect four times.I stood there waiting for it to be opened and it did, nine seconds later, revealing a man in grey. He was wearing a grey hoodie and sweatpants, his face covered with a skull mask but it did not hid his identity from me. I know who I am looking at, I know who I will be talking to, in short, I know who is he.Ivan Smirnov.Without getting any words out of his mouth, he stepped aside giving me the room to step inside. The silence stayed the same even when I entered a room with few people in here."Is everyone finally here?!" A very sharp and filled with enthusiasm and excitement reached my ears, cutting through the silence.Alexander Petrov.He came in my sight four seconds later, wearing a black t-shirt that had a panda printed on it pairing it with black joggers. He looks like a fucking clown but he claims that this is the dressing style in trend. So, I decided not to waste my words on him."Kiwi!" He screeched with an over bearing elation in his voice, like for some reasons he believes I am his closes friend out of all four of us.Yeah, four.Despite me, Ivan and Alexander, there is one more man who is sitting by the window, staring out at the darkness that surrounds us while his fingers played with the sharp edge of the knife.Nikolay Romanov.He is calm, like usual, but all of us are aware of the storm that swirls inside his body. Even though he looks as cool as ice, we all are aware of the fire that burns his soul. Despite the facade of being the most untangled or resolved person, people think of him as, we all are aware of how fucking messed up this human is.All four of us are somehow screwed in the head. If one is smart enough to keep it inside him, like, Nikolay, other one is dumb enough to not let any moment slip from his palm of exposing himself out of his excitement, like, Alexander."He is in the other room." Ivan spoke the first sentence of today after fifty three minutes while I opened the refrigerator to get myself a bottle of cold water to satisfy my dry throat.I twisted the cap of the bottle open as I gave him a quick nod before bringing the bottle of water to my lips and letting the cold water travel down my throat and to my body through the food pipe."Should I bring him?" Alexander asked, eagerly, his eyes twinkling with the thrill that awaits us.The chair, Nikolay is sitting on screeched audibly as he turns on it to face us with a stoic expression.Nikolay meets my eyes with his blank ones before he takes the mask from the table and puts it on his face, hiding behind it, hiding everything behind it.I glanced at Ivan for his answer and he answered me with a brief nod, the mask still on his face as if it does not suffocate him. But I do not say anything, and decide to mind my own business.Yes, it is that easy.I looked back at Alexander who is waiting for my answer, enthusiastically, like a kid waiting to recieve his candy or anything that rots their teeth to extreme lengths.I give him a nod in response as my lips slightly pulled upward in a smirk, as the adrenaline rushes inside my veins at the thrill that we are going to enjoy every second of.Alexander did not wasted anymore time before sprinting inside the other room to bring out the prey for us predators, the hunt for us hunters and the thrill for us thrillers.One minute and seven seconds later, he returned with a man. Holding him by his collar he dragged the man with amber eyes along with him before pushing him between us, predators, and he ended up landing on the hard floor.His amber eyes filled with unshed tears, that he probably wanted to shed now, but decides not to. His arms have a lots of cut marks, a few are healing while others are fresh but, unfortunately, the blood does not come out to empty his body.My gaze shifted to his bruised face, the body part which Nikolay used as his punching bag and still managed to keep him alive. Alexander is responsible for the blade marks on his arm, yeah, he can be creative like that.When I found no other injuries, my eyes drifted up from him to Ivan in suspicion. Instead of using his mouth to answer my question he tore down the dirty shirt of our captive, revealing the dark red marks of a belt. I hummed, satisfied with his answer.I met the eyes of three of my partners and gave them a nod, directing them to be prepared to chase the prey. They all smiled, an evil smile, that can send chills down one's spine.I gazed downwards, my lips tilting upwards in a crazy satanic and evil smile before I whispered out that one word in a hushed tone, "Run."And, he did.Unfortunately.I dreamt of it. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A|I slipped into the peach-colored bridesmaid dress, feeling its soft fabric cascade down my body. The slit on my right leg added a touch of elegance, while my hair, tied up in a loose bun with a few locks framing my face, completed the look. I applied a swipe of lipstick, then turned to see Kirill, my boyfriend, dressed in his tuxedo, looking as handsome as ever.As he approached me, circling one arm around my waist, I couldn't help but smile up at him. Adjusting his tie, I felt his hand cup my cheek, his thumb caressing it gently. Leaning in, he cupped my jaw, and our lips met in a tender kiss. Despite the months that had passed since I was shot, I could still see the fear in Kirill's eyes, the fear of losing me.To dispel that fear, I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. I was unashamedly addicted to this man; he was my everything, filling every corner of my heart and soul. Breakin
In the end, the togetherness is all that matters. -Unknown. |K I R I L L|As I paced back and forth in front of the operation theater, my heart felt like it was caught in a vice grip, each beat echoing in my ears like a relentless drumbeat of dread. All I wanted was to hear the doctor come out and tell me that she was completely fine, that she was okay, that she was safe. But as I glanced down at my hands, still stained with her blood, the reality of the situation hit me like a sledgehammer to the chest.I saw the way she had slowly closed her eyes, surrendering herself to the darkness, and my chest tightened with a pain so sharp it felt like I was being stabbed with a thousand knives. But she must not know me well enough if she thinks I would ever let her go so easily. No, I would fight tooth and nail to keep her with me, to bring her back from the brink of death and into the light once more.As I glanced around at the worried faces o
Is it the end or the beginning? -Unknown. |K I R I L L|My pulse raced as the tension thickened in the room, suffocating us in its grip. "Shoot him, Aleeza," Nicolas's voice cut through the silence like a knife, commanding her to take action, but her hesitation spoke volumes, a silent protest against the violence that threatened to consume us all.I watched in disbelief as her fingers trembled on the trigger, the weight of her decision bearing down on her like a heavy burden. Lorenzo's arrival only added to the chaos, his voice a jarring intrusion in the tense standoff."What the fuck is happening here?" Lorenzo's words echoed in the room, his eyes scanning the scene with a mixture of confusion and concern."Stay back, Lorenzo," Nicolas's response was swift and dismissive, his tone laced with authority.Lorenzo's plea for reason fell on deaf ears as Nicolas's resolve hardened. But her trembling hand betrayed her fear, a silent plea
But if the story is over, why am I still writing the pages. -Unknown. |K I R I L L|As the echoes of gunfire reverberated through the mansion, I wasted no time in arming myself, reaching for my gun tucked away in the wardrobe. It felt familiar in my grip, a cold weight that offered both comfort and reassurance in the face of danger.I spared a fleeting thought for Lev, grateful that I had sent him back to college when news of the impending war reached our ears. He may have grown up in this world of violence and bloodshed, but he had not been groomed for it like I had. It was a relief to know that he was safe, far away from the chaos that threatened to engulf us.With my weapon in hand, I rushed towards my father's room, my heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and dread. I knew what awaited me on the other side of that door, and yet I pushed aside any doubts or fears that threatened to cloud my mind.As I entered the room, I found
He can never go unseen in a world where I exist, because, he is all I see. -Unknown. |A L E E Z A|As I paced back and forth in the dimly lit study room, my mind buzzed with thoughts of the impending war. The tension in the air was palpable, weighing heavy on my shoulders like a burden too heavy to bear alone. The news of the Russians' brazen attack on Lorenzo's warehouses and the theft of a rare piece from Nicolas had sent shockwaves through our family, igniting the flames of conflict that threatened to consume us all.Viktor Volkov's name hung in the air like a dark cloud, his reputation preceding him as a force to be reckoned with. The Russians were moving with the speed of light, leaving destruction and chaos in their wake. And yet, despite the looming threat, I couldn't bring myself to ask my brothers to show mercy or to slow down their plans. The war was not just between two gangs; it was a battle that involved hundreds, even thousa
Everything is fair between love and war. But what if the war happens for love itself? -Unknown. |K I R I L L|The days dragged on in a blur of solitude and emptiness. I hadn't spoken to my father since returning from Italy, my heart heavy with the weight of farewell unspoken. And Nikolay... Nikolay, once a trusted friend, now a betrayer who had shattered the fragile trust between us. The knowledge that he had revealed my feelings for Aleeza, leading to her abduction, weighed heavily on my soul.I missed her desperately – her warmth, her scent, her smile, every little detail that made her who she was. But more than that, I missed the possibility of a future with her, a life where we could be together without the shadow of our families' rivalry looming over us.I sat alone in my room, the glow of the laptop screen illuminating the darkness that had settled within me. Every attempt to devise a plan to reunite with Aleeza ended in defeat, eac
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