Rose cried in silence and touched his injured arm with shaking hands but she was shocked to find him with his unfazed features. He didn’t even hiss at the pain. “You…..you are bleeding!” She whispered with tears. But her husband's undivided attention was on his rivals. The car on the left side accelerated to block his front but Vladimir in return collided with it with a sharp hit resulting in it losing its balance. Second car hit on the back roughly and Rose jerked away from him and hit on her side with a force. A painful screech left her mouth when something hit her head. “Chert poberi! Bloody fuckers!” Vladimir’s knuckles turned white and He pounced on the car and crushed its right side badly before controlling his own steering wheel. He immediately unhooked Rose’s belt and pulled her back to him, this time holding her firmly. Rose was crying badly, her voice stuck in throat in terror and pain. She was literally trembling in fear. “Hold on, Babochka! Hold on me, tightl
Rose’s breath hitched in throat and eyes widened, seeing how her husband in a millisecond shouted into the man’s mouth through the glass and blood sputtered out before splashing on the window which was already a few cracks. Rose looked at the man with horrified eyes whose body slowly fell back. “That's what you have signed into, by marrying me, Babochka.” Vladimir nodded calmly at Rose. “My protection comes with a price!” He said before looking at the other men who started shooting at him non stop through the glass. Rose flinched and covered her head, crying. His words brought a cold shrill of horror to run down her spine. Yes, she had signed into a bloodbath by marrying a Sinner. But it was never her choice. Just then Vladimir’s watch blinked and beeped with a green sign. He smirked before putting his gun back and turned on the engine before speeding back and spinning around, roughly turning the wheels round and round. “Ahhhhh!” Rose clutched her seat and cried as he
“Anna, take care of Mrs Sokolov from today onwards. Now you are responsible for her personal needs and health!” Isaac ordered the maid who bowed her head in respect. He looked at Rose’s stiff body, pale face with dried tears and shook his head. Only God knew how much patience he maintained while consoling her during the whole drive. He looked down at his ruined shirt and grimaced. Grumbling colorful profanities, he walked upstairs towards his room to clean himself. “Mrs Sokolov, please come this way!” Anna nodded at Rose who followed her into Vladimir’s room into the left wing. “This is Pakhan’s room. I have arranged your things already in the wardrobe this morning before you leave. If you need anything, you can call me through this intercom!” Anna showed her the intercom placed on the side table of the bed.Rose looked around at the grand lavish bedroom with a king sized bed in the middle, and closet and washroom on the right side. The interiors and color theme was not different
Rose wrapped the towel around her body and stepped out of the shower cubicle. Taking another towel she started drying her wet hair while thinking about her next step. What should I do? Her parents' advisable words rang into her ears. Don't let another woman enter your marriage! Give him an heir! Mia’s advice also made an entrance to her mind. Don't let him come near you. Fight, Rose.Her thoughts were jumbling with various suggestions her family members infused into her mind. Frustrated, Rose' closed her eyes and let out a small scream as she felt a sharp ache in her head. Why her life had become so complicated? But then a startled cry escaped her mouth when a calloused hand gripped her arm and pulled her backwards. She snapped open her eyes and came face to face with none other than her husband. The Sokolov Sinner! “Are you in pain?” He asked in a deep and husky voice, his intense gaze examining the reddish bruise on her forehead. He raised his hand and touched her wound,
“Mom, can we talk?” Valentina came to her mother's room when she couldn't deal with her troubling thoughts anymore. Vladimir's physique, his dominating aura, his deep and husky voice. Everything made Valentina think about him constantly. Damn! Why couldn't she think thoroughly before rejecting this man! Valentina Barbieri was now regretting rejecting The Sinner’s proposal. Her heart was filled with desire now, desire for the man she willingly gave to her meek cousin.Jessica raised her eyes from her phone and smiled invitingly to her daughter. “You do not have to ask this, Tina. Come and tell me what you want to talk about?”Valentina took a seat beside her mother on the sofa and smiled. “Mom, did you see him?”“Who?” Jessica asked with a frown. “Vladimir Sokolov, who else? He is not as beastly looking as rumours had it. In fact the scars on his face were making him look more manly and attractive, don’t you think.”“I have not seen him in that much detail, Valentina but I am surpri
“Bastard!” Klaus hissed violently under his breath as he stepped into his closet to change into his night clothes. Fuming to even the score with that Russian Dog, Klaus loosened the knot of his tie and snatched it out of his neck. He stared at himself in the mirror. Vladimir's words about Sila buzzed in his ears. “You want me to test your sister's patience, Vladimir. Let's do it.”He muttered and went in search of his wife. She was not in the room when he came out. Klaus’ already furious mind turned lethal as he looked for her in the house. His search however ended in the kitchen when he found her in front of the cooking stove, cooking something. He narrowed his eyes seeing her relaxing features. It looked as if she was enjoying her time there. Grinding his teeth, he strode into the kitchen. Sila turned to him hearing the sound of footsteps when she specifically asked the servants to not disturb her. However, she was surprised to see her husband.“What are…” her question was inter
Sila stared at her so-called husband and Johnathan's daughter, Lauren. Their closeness speaks volumes about their relationship. “Well I heard you got married to a Russian girl, Sila Sokolov. The news was worthy enough for my early return from Sicily,” Lauren said dramatically, with a tight hug. “Yes. The news was worthy enough to shock everyone,” Klaus commented with the roll of his eyes, his voice a little taunting. Lauren frowned hearing the tight notes in his voice. “Is everything alright, Klaus. You sound off, aren't you happy with this marriage?” She asked with a teasing note as she broke their hug and looked into his eyes with raised eyebrows. “Why wouldn't he be?” Sila questioned, her voice firm and words straight. She didn't like the way Lauren kept getting closer to her husband and that too in front of her. Yes, they don't have any real relationship but she didn't like the way someone else was getting glued to her husband.Klaus Barbieri married her. He was her husband a
Klaus grabbed Sila’s arms and looked into her eyes. “What was that?” He demanded, boring his eyes into hers. Sila looked at him questionably. “What?”“How did you talk to Lauren? What were you trying to prove there, hmm?” Klaus’ grip on her arm tightened. “You held my hand and tried to show that we are in love with each other?”Anger surged her body, and Sila snatched her arm away from him. “I wouldn't have to show anyone anything had you not tried to belittle me in front of her. Klaus Barbieri, you married me in front of the members of Sokolov Bratva. And being a husband, I won't tolerate you disrespecting me in front of others. Do your duty and act like a responsible husband towards me!”Kalus clenched his jaws tightly. He hated her sharp tongue, her attitude. “I will do then when you fulfill your wife's duties, Cara,” He taunted her. “But again, you can't do it, can you? A tainted good is not suitable for Klaus Barbieri’s standard.”Sila's eyes sharpened. “I am not a tainted good.
“No!” Rose screamed when Vladimir downed her jeans from her hips. This was something she wouldn't be able to stand. Fighting him would feed her no success. A monster could only be won with love and devotion. Love and Devotion! She chanted these words like a mantra. Crying, Rose mustered up her courage and cupped his face slowly. “Please don't! You said we will take it slow. Don't break your promise, Vladimir. Don't be a monster!” She said in a broken whisper while looking at him with her watery glinting eyes. Vladmir's nose flared and eyes squinted, “You think you can manipulate me, you little skank!” He snarled as He fisted the front of her panties. “Let's see if you can handle A real man!” with that He ripped her panty apart, and without any warning entered his finger into her warmth.“No!” A cry left her throat as she shook her face still trying to fight him. “A real man would never force himself on his wife! He wouldn't rape her! So tell me Vladimir Sokolov, are you a real man
Rose shut her eyes tightly as tears leaked down her cheeks. “Please don't hurt me!” She cried and her whimpering only angered Vladimir further. “Hurt you!” Vladimir gritted out. His whole body was erupting in anger.Rage blinded him, He wanted to scratch another man’s touch from her body. Because her body was his.Solely HIS!Vladimir couldn't suppress the glaring flames of his dark past in his mind. The flames which birth the Sinner out of him. He had been very controlled and wise in the matters of women but today his little wife yanked that flame out of him which urged him to quench its thrust now. Anyhow! “Where did you let him touch you, Kiska?” Vladimir’s hand slowly slid down as his low dangerous voice sent chills down her spine. Rose gasped loudly as He grabbed her left breast with his left hand.“Tell me!” He sneered and practically ripped the shirt off her body making Rose stiffened in fear before she looked up at the dark glint in his eyes. “No!” She screamed as she look
Rose's cheek burned like raw fire. Her whole body was in pain and her mind was filled with horror which numbed her senses too. She couldn't believe what just happened. Her husband slapped her. Whenever her father used to raise his hand on her and her sister, Rose prayed for her husband to not be the same. But her luck, it once again ditched her. Vladimir Sokolov was worse than her father! The man who once protected her from her father turned out to be more vicious. “Pakhan…” Dmitry took a step forward when he witnessed this but halted himself when he noticed Vladimir’s lethal aura, enraged eyes and clenched fists!“You deceptive whore!” Vladimir uttered lowly as He grabbed her jaws tightly and glared at her with furious eyes. “Today, I will kill you!” his smoldering eyes pierced her heart. She whimpered, her legs turned weak in terror,witnessing the sinner in front of her eyes. “You have no idea what you have called for yourself, Rose!” With that He left her jaws, grabbed her arm
Vladimir Sokolov's body tightened in uncontrollable rage as He kept staring at the picture of his wife and Edward. Together, On the floor!In each other’s arms!KISSING!The hot lava of rage burst out of him. How dare she? He shot out of his chair with his phone attached to his ear as He immediately called Dmitry. Isaac, who has been examining his brother’s condition, got to his feet as well, startled to see his brother's reaction. “Brat, is everything alright?”Vladimir gave him an infuriating gaze while bursting out on the man on the phone call. “How did she get out of the house when I specifically ordered you to cage her inside the Mansion?” His demanding tone suddenly turned the temperature of his office walls down. “Pakhan, I…”“Dmitry!” He interrupted his Vor and ordered him, “Take her to the Sokolov mansion right now!” He growled. “If she stays there for another minute, I will rip you apart!”“As you say, Pakhan,” Dmitry's reply came immediately as Vladimir ended the call,
“You look disturbed, Klaus!” Lauren stated when she found him leaning against the office chair with his eyes closed and breathing heavily. He looked deep in thoughts, as if something was troubling him. Klaus opened his eyes and straightened in his chair heaving out a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. He couldn't get his wife's screams out of his mind. Her pained face, her blank anxious eyes kept haunting him. He wanted to know her fears and end them! He wanted to end that bastard who gave her those horrors. By this time Klaus had known that Sila had some bad past. “Nothing, I was thinking about the old building renovation project.” Lauren silently walked to him and rested her hands on either side of his shoulders. “I can give you a massage, Klaus. It will help you ease the tension out of you,” She whispered in his ear as her hands slided up and down on his shoulders. “You should take care of your health too. I know you will crack every deal…”Klaus held her hands when
“My husband asked you to drive me home, do it,” Rose asked Dmitry as she brushed her tears away with her hand and looked straight into his eyes authoritatively. Dmitry blinked in surprise. “Rose…”“Mrs Sokolov!” She snapped at him, her eyes hard and voice tight. “We are not friends, Dmitry. I won't remind you of this again. If you take my name one more time I will have it snatched, Dmitry!”Dmitry gritted his jaws tightly and nodded as he started driving while Rose sat silently in the car cursing herself for her faltering thoughts. She reminded herself that she was loyal to her husband. What her mind did today regarding Edward was disloyalty and treachery at its peak for her. She couldn't let herself think like that again. It was better for everyone, for herself and Edward too. Because she didn't want Edward to suffer what Danter suffered. One heavy conscience was enough for her. She didn't want another one. She couldn't imagine Vladimir to become like someone, someone like Edward
“Sila,” Boris pulled his daughter into a tight hug when he noticed the color she was wearing. Maroon! The dark bold color she loved and used to wear but stopped because of the tragedy she went through in life.“You look beautiful in this dress my dear girl,” Boris complimented her.Sila’s insides clenched at the compliment, her emotions conflicted between horror and moving out of those horrors. “I don't know why I bought it. It's just…” she stammered a little as she suddenly got conscious about her dress. “You look like my Sila, today. That old carefree girl who used to smile alot and live the life beautifully,” Boris said in a thick tone as his emotions chocked him. “That old Sila is no more alive, Otets,” she let out through the clenched throat. Boris could only stare at his daughter hearing her disheartening words. She heaved out a heavy breath and shook her head slightly while changing the subject. “Where is Vlad?” “With his wife. The girl came here without informing him.”
The music buzzed through the crowded room. The soft lights flashing on the dance floor made it lively. However, among the revelry, one couple stood out. Vladimir and Rose. Others were enjoying the dancing and music, Vladimir was making sure his wife understands the consequences of crossing him.Rose forced herself to not let any painful expression come to her face. However, her husband’s bruising grip on her waist was making it hard for her to keep herself void of any expression. Gathering her courage, she gazed at him with teary eyes and begged him to not hurt her. However, her husband’s heart was made of stone. It wouldn't melt with a few tears or winces of pain. Rose' heart ached at his actions. She wanted to get away from him and go to someone who would treat her with respect, someone whose presence would calm her anxiety. Someone like Edward. Rose' eyes widened at the thought. Where did that come from? How could she even think like this about another man? She was married f
“Enjoying yourself, Babochka?” Rose's heart skipped a beat before she slowly raised her paled face, hearing the voice of her husband. The former fear and anxiety returned with full force. Inhaling sharply, she turned around and came face to face with her sinner of a husband, The Pakhan of Sokolov Bratva and the gaze He sent her way, chilled her spine right away on the seat. Vladimir’s eyes coldly stared at his wife's pale features. Her trembling lips and wide eyes spoke volume about her treachery. Every beautiful thing is a deception, He repeated the quote in his mind on a repeated loop. His wife’s proximity with Hunter Farrel’s son sparks fury inside his veins. “Rose? Who is he?” Edward asked, resting his hand on her elbow softly when he saw how Rose stiffened seeing the man who effortlessly snatched the attention of few people around them. Vladimir's eyes flashed like a thunderbolt when another man touched his property. He took a step forward to rip Hunter’s son’s hand o