ログイン“Your father had handled La Camorra for years, Son. But today seeing you raising hands at your own father over a woman, I can tell you will sink my mafia. A woman has become your weakness that you forget about your mafia and stood against your father. I won’t let it happen!” Francesco snapped through blood-clogged teeth, his face twisted with rage as his eyes flashed wickedly, the gun pressing harder against his daughter’s temple. “D…Dad…” Valentina’s voice broke, terror freezing her in place. Even Jessica paled, horror settling deep as she watched her husband turn into something monstrous before their eyes. “F..francesc..o. Leave, Tina!” she forced out, swallowing hard, glaring at him with trembling fury. “Shut up!” he roared, and Jessica’s fingers dug into the armrest. Klaus stood rigid, his gaze piercing, deadly. “Let me go, Klaus, otherwise I will hurt Valentina!” he warned, desperation laced with madness. “And who is stopping you from hurting her, Francesco Barbieri!” A
“What’s the meaning of this, Klaus, you grounded your own father at home.” Francesco demanded the moment Klaus stepped into the hall, his voice echoing against the suffocating tension.Valentina stood frozen behind her mother’s wheelchair, fear gripping her throat. Jessica sat still, but her sharp eyes burned with silent judgment. Yes, her daughter had told her everything, what Lauren and he did to her, how they warned her to shut her mouth and how Klaus saved her from the wrath of the Bratva Pakhan who was going to punish her husband. Jessica didn’t even feel an ounce of pity for him. He betrayed her, cheated on her and hurt her daughter. He brought shame to the family. He deserves punishment. “So that you couldn’t run away and escape your punishment, Father!” Klaus’s voice cut through the room, cold and final.“Punishment? You wanted to punish your own father? Who raised you and made you the capo? You have the audacity to say it?” Francesco roared. Klaus was in front of him in a se
“What the fuck were you thinking? Did you even realise what you have rejected? The golden opportunity?” Liam Sullivan burst on his brother the minute Sila disappeared into her room, the door clicking shut like a final verdict. Declan Sullivan didn’t flinch. Calmed, he looked at his brother, as if the storm meant nothing. “What were you expecting from me? To show myself an easy bait! To give up on my wife for their offer!” Liam’s eyes burned, fury crackling through him. “Dont fuck with me Declan. You and I know very well that you don’t love that woman. You are obsessed with her and only want to enjoy your power over her. And you throw that offer for your fucking obsession, for her? For real.” A dangerous edge slipped into Declan’s voice. “Dont be desperate, brother? The things they were offering, I could get on my own! And Sierra is not going anywhere. She is my wife now!” “Oh, I would like to see you try both these things. You, setting our mafia in New York and winning your wife
“Why did you let her go?” Isaac demanded his brother who was holding the glass of whiskey tightly into his hand. A little more force and it would shatter away. Boris was angry with his elder son yet again. His daughter was standing right in front of him. “Two bullets to those two Irish dogs would have given me my daughter back!”Vladimir sat the liquor glass on the glass table with a loud thud. “And that would have brought us Sila?” His gaze cut straight into his father.Boris' eyebrows curled deeply together. “What else would she go if not to us?”“Anywhere but us, Boris,” Klaus Barbieri finally spoke as he turned to face them, his wife's family, her brothers and father. “Your daughter gives utmost priority to loyalty and that was the only reason she didn't come to you but me when Declan gave her the choice to contact one member of her family. She was loyal to me by marriage.” Klaus exhaled slowly. “And do not forget she was still angry with us all for failing her. Rose' words to
“You compared Klaus to your brother, right? You taunted him that he couldn't protect you or save you like Vladimir saved me.” Rose removed her husband’s grip from her arm while shaking her head at him. It was a clear cut message in her gaze that screamed to him not to stop her. And He didn’t, for some reason. Rose again stood close to Sila. “Did your brother tell you what things he did to me in the past, Sila? Did Klaus ever treat you the way your brother treated me? If you know, then how come your brother is better than mine?” Rose whispered in a low voice, her words were careful enough not to insult her husband but to make Sila understand the context. Sila’s eyes shed silent tears. Boris was angry with Rose’s words but he didn’t dare to interfere when his son couldn’t. “Yes, your brother saved me. He risked his life for me. But Klaus didn’t do any less to protect you. And my brother and yours are both different people. You didn’t go through the torture I did. And I didn’t go throu
In the thick atmosphere filled with the stench of blood, skin burnt, sweat and semen, Sila’s hard breathing and screams, Vladimir Sokolov walked towards his sister slowly, his own legs screaming in pain. “Sila, he is dead!” He said calmly. Sila snapped her head up to see who disturbed her revenge. Her rage filled, bloodshot eyes filled with angry tears hurt Vladimir’s heart as He looked at her, completely shook. He cursed himself for her condition, For prolonging her revenge that had left nothing in her heart but revenge and bitterness. She was not his sweet innocent sister anymore.Sila looked back at Adrian and saw his dead body, face and eyes filled with blood and blood only. His open mouth was also gushing out blood. Only then she stopped. She threw the knife away and rose to her feet. “He is dead!” she murmured, nodding to herself. Assuring herself. Her revenge was fulfilled. The bastard was no more. She was free now. Free of her nightmares, her dark past. And then a carefree
Rose closed her eyes with a flushed face as He discharged all over her front, her boobs. Her harsh breathing matched his. In the pin-drop silence, she could only hear his rugged breathing and her own wild heartbeat. He stayed true to his words. She really was his Kiska! She opened her eyes only t
“What are you talking about? What trauma? My daughter is absolutely fine,” Boris said, however the protective notes didn't go unnoticed by Klaus. Inhaling deeply, he fixed Boris with a pointed stare and said, “You know what I am asking, Boris. You know it very well but if you want me to speak clea
Vladimir Sokolov looked at the delicious figure of his stark naked little wife in front of him. With a smirk, He receded his steps slowly and took his seat on the grand black couch in his room. Not even once his eyes left the sight of her milky-skinned body. Rose shivered under his intense ravenou
“You called for me, Pakhan?” Dmitry said when he entered Vladimir's office and stood with his hands folded in front of him looking down in respect. Vladimir was sitting on his boss chair with a glass of whiskey in his hand, his nose flared slightly upon hearing Dmitry's voice. Ever so slowly, He r