LOGINViolet's POVA knock came at my door, and Mitri walked in, a big smile on his face, his hair still damp from a shower. He wore a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the top two buttons undone; you could see the edge of the tattoo on his chest. I wondered what it was. I saw him smirk as I continued to ponder."Like what you see?" He chuckled."What is it of?" I asked him as he sat in the chair next to my bed."A wolf howling to the moon." He told me."Can I see it?" I asked, biting my tongue."Maybe soon; we have a visitor or two coming to see you." I looked up at him, nerves starting to set in."W...who?" I asked. I had met so many new people as of late; I was starting to feel a little overwhelmed."Do you remember me telling you about Lou lou?" I sat there and thought. I could feel my childish side coming through. My Therapist had told me not to hold back when I felt like I needed to go little. I hadn't understood what she meant when she said that; she explained that whe
WARNING - TALK OF TORTURE AND RAPE - ALSO WARNING OF BDSM TALKDemitri's POV"Why would that old man want to marry my sister?" Adrian asked."Because it was his way of getting into the Russian Mafia. He knew if he and the white Dove had a child, that child would be blood of the Russian Mafia and you wouldn't be able to turn it away.""The child may have been of our blood," Adrian said, "But he wouldn't have been the blood of the Mafia don.""He thought that if he had her first, you would not have an heir and it would pass to one of my boys." She shouted, her breathing fast. She screamed as Cerberus came down across her back from where she was leaning forward in pain."We are not your boys; you were dead to us the moment you took our Princepessa." She shouted at her as she sobbed in pain. I could hear Adrian breathing heavily with anger at her words. "You don't deserve to be a mother to anyone after what you did to her. That sweet innocent girl and you were going to seal her to a man ol
Dimitri's POVI walked into my father's office without knocking. He looked up at me from where he was sitting, reading some paperwork and when he saw the look on my face, his complaint became caught in his throat. Sensing a disturbance, my Grandfather turned and looked at Adrian and me from where he stood in the window. He didn't get to being the Don of the Russian Mafia without being able to read a room. It was a talent which had been passed to my father and then to me. People feared how we could pick up a room the way we did. It helped in a way that had kept many an enemy at bay."What's happened?" Yulian asked. "She better be ok.""I think this place would be rubble if something was wrong with the Princess father." My dad responded. "What is it, son?" "I think we have a traitor closer than we think," I told him."Who?" Yulian asked,"Groucho," I told them."That idiot?" My father asked. "What makes you think that?""Something he just said," I explained, still not sure what to mak
Dimitri's POVI turn to the voice and groan when I see my cousin."Groucho, what are you doing here?" I whisper as I shut the door behind me. Groucho, named for Groucho Marx, my aunt had a bad sense of humour, which never mixed well with pain relief. His name came when she was high on pain relief after giving birth and had been left to her own devices when they came around with his birth certificate. He was two years older than me, and there was a slight resentment that I was next in line after my father, not him. I didn't trust the man as far as I could throw him, but he was family."I thought I would come and see what all the fuss and unrest has been about of late." He responded. "Didn't realise it was some piece of pussy." He chuckled. Before I knew what was happening, a fist flew at my cousin's face, knocking him on his ass. I looked to my right to see my right hand and Vi's brother shaking out his fist. A look of pure rage on his face, I hadn't even heard him come up next to me. H
Demitri's POVI walked into her room to find her sitting in the hospital bed, stroking her dog's head. I knocked lightly on her door, and she looked over at me."Hey, my little dove," I said with a big smile on my face. She slowly turned her head and smiled a smile which didn't reach her eyes. "May I come in?""Yes." She mumbles, looking down again. I walked in, pulling the chair over so it was next to her."How are you feeling today, my little Pchelka (Little Bee)?""Ok." She mumbled. I put a finger under her chin and lifted her head so she was looking at me."Pchelka, you are not a burden, you are not trouble, it was not your fault what happened to my mother. If anything, if it wasn't for you smacking the needle from her arm, things could have gone a lot worse. I have you to thank for your quick reflexes in saving my mother." I told her, and a tear left her eye. I leaned forward and kissed it away. "Now, I need to discuss something with you.""What?" She asks, wiping her eyes."I hav
Dimitri's POVWe walked back out through reception and through the door Ivan originally came out from when I arrived. He took me into a large office with a view of the city behind it through floor-to-ceiling glass. I was surprised by this, as from the outside it didn't seem to have any windows."Please have a seat. Can I get you a drink? Tea? Coffee? Something stronger?" Ivan asked as I took a seat on one of the two plush couches in the room."Coffee, please," I responded absently. He still couldn't get around the fact that his mother and father frequented this place. "So you and Steve own this place?""We run the place. Steve has 25%, and I own 30%, then your mother is our silent partner who owns the other 45%. She gave us the money to start this place.""I am learning more about my mother than I would like to tonight," I mutter, making Ivan let out another of his deep belly laughs as he hands me a coffee before sitting down on the opposite couch with a coffee of his own."I have been
Dimitri's POVVi fell asleep pretty quickly, curled in a ball on the aeroplane seat. I saw the air hostess come in and smile at us. She opened her mouth to speak, but I put a finger to my lip and nodded to my little dove. Marissa, the flight attendant, opened one of the overhead lockers and pulled o
Violetta's POVI am so confused. These two men, I feel like I know them. The one has the same hair and eye colour as I do. The other, I feel like I have always known him. Both men are very handsome. I am feeling highly overwhelmed here. I don’t understand what is going on. Has my mother really been
Dimitri’s POVThe plane journey to London from New York took around 7 hours. In that time, my father had found everything he could about this Judge. His wife, Iliana Granger, was Adrian's bitch of a mother, so we knew now that it was our little white Dove that we were on our way to claim.The name w
Violetta's POVI woke before my alarm went off, as I always did and rolled off the mattress I called a bed, and onto the dirt floor of the basement, which I called my bedroom. I wasn't allowed to live in the main house, as I was a nobody to my mother and stepfather. Other than my mattress, I had a c







