Yuri Doom

Viktor POV 

Yuri eyes shifted between my brother and me, his breathing picking up and fear started to fill his veins and I knew the signs were obvious but this was only the beginning of his sorrow.

I leaned down, my mouth curling. “You will admit to it your transgressions soon and you will apologize for being a dirty shit that couldn't keep his dick from his niece. Trust me.”

Twisting the knife again, I left it in his leg and I gave my brother a sign, and we carried yuri to his feet and gripped his arms.

As we dragged him back toward the house, Nikolai and Ivan stepped in our way. Nikolai regarded the man with so much hatred and I thought he would kill him instantly. “This is my territory, and Yuri is part of my of my own, let him handle him, myself.”

I met his gaze. “That’s true, but I will be the one to tear him apart or are you telling me you would have acted differently if someone had raped your wife before her wedding night?”

He smirked. “I would have killed everyone who would have stopped me from dishing out punishment.” Then his expression hardened.

“I need to see Aria before I can allow you to begin…” his eyes darted to the knife in Yuri leg “…or to continue.”

“Nikolai,” Yuri began speaking but Alexei jerked his arm, causing the words to die in a scream.

“We will continue, but of course you can have a quick word with my wife if she agrees.”

Nikolai mouth tightened, but he gave a sharp nod. He followed us as we dragged Yuri back into the penthouse. A few people caught sight of the scene and stared openly.  

“I knew this day would end in a mess and can't we just kill him and move on,” Sergei muttered after Nikolai had filled him in on the details.  “Of course, I’d hoped it would give me the chance to stick my knife into one of you fuckers.”

“Sure,” Alexei said with a dangerous grin.

We didn’t stop and as we passed Yuri wife and she charged towards us like she's going to cut off our heads and rescue her husband.

“You should leave,” Nikolai told her immediately she was close to us but then another girl came forward and pulled the wife away, I guess she's friends with Aria. She stepped in our way and glared at Yuri. 

“Tonight you will finally get what you deserve for what you did to that poor girl, you piece of shit.” She met my gaze. “Make him pay.”

“Ok, I will.”

A guy named Dante arrived and pulled his wife back. He looked at Nikolai, resting his hand on his gun. “Do you need help?”

“No,” Nikolai said. “This is a blacktop matter, let them handle it.”

I raised my head, surprised by his answer.  Soon we entered the master bedroom and Aria stood in front of the window still dressed in pants and a thick sweater.  She froze immediately she saw her uncle and I saw her bumping against the wall.

Alexei and I dropped yuri on the bare floor. “What did you tell them, you miserable slut?” he shouted at the top of his voice. 

I pulled the knife out of his leg with a sharp twist as I bent over him and rammed my fist into his throat to silence him. He sputtered and fell forward. Aria watched the scene with wide eyes. 

Nikolai took a few steps toward Aria, but she flinched, still crippled by her terror. I barred his way. “Unfortunately, I can’t allow you to go any closer to my wife.”

Nikolai frowned but nodded. “She is yours.” Then he spoke to Aria. “I can only allow Viktor to punish Yuri if I know he deserves it.”

Aria wrapped her arms around her chest, swallowing hard as she glanced at her uncle then looked away. 

For a while she didn’t say anything but she began shaking. “I was very young,” she whispered then released a broken sob. 

Her haunted eyes met Nikolai, and whatever he saw on her face convinced him because his expression turned to stone as he leveled his gaze on Yuri. “You will take whatever they dish out, you brought this upon yourself.” His lips pulled into a sinister smile. “I’d tell you to hope for mercy, but we know you won’t receive any them.”

Mercy? 

That didn't exist in our world.

Yuri coughed, still trying to get his voice back after my throat punch. “Nikolai I’m your family and have stoo by you all this years.”

Nikolai sneered. “You are a rapists and no rapists is a family of mine” Nikolai looked from Aria to Yuri and then to me. “Don’t get blood on the ceiling and the walls. It’s takes alot of effort to repaint.”

“Nikolai! You can’t do this to me!” Yuri begged, he even fell forward and clutched Nikolai feet. “I beg you.”

But Nikolai narrowed his eyes. “Let me go.” And when yuri didn’t let go, Nikolai grabbed him by the collar and threw him away from himself. 

Yuri clambered to his feet with a wince, and I stepped in his way. Sergei came in and held out rope for Alexei, who took it with a twisted smile. 

Nikolai walked out as well, but before he closed the door, he said, “Don’t disturb the neighbors with his screams and don’t feed him his dick. I want to present it with the sheets in the morning to get a message to my men.”

“There are enough other parts of his body we can feed him, don’t worry,” Alexei said. “His balls might work well.”

Nikolai closed the door and Yuri glanced at Aria, who sat frozen on the sofa beside the bed. “Please, Aria.”

I smashed my fist into his mouth. He fell backwards, screaming hoarsely. 

“You won’t call her name ever unless she gives you permission.”