“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.
Vladimir Sokolov’s eyes turned dark at the news. His whole body filled with tension when Roger mentioned Rose. The scar on his face started itching and a hot sensation took over. Diego wants his wife? Tension coiled him tightly like a snake, “What did you say?” He asked in a low thunderous voice and the walls shook in fear. Isaac closed his eyes tightly hearing his brother's threatening voice. Dmitry pinched his lips tightly as he understood that his Pakhan was wild with fury. And why not! The man talked about their Pakhan’s wife. Their Queen.Roger sobbed again. “Y..Yes. Diego wanted to kill her like the way you killed HER. But when he saw her picture, he claimed your wife would be his best whore. Her beauty…” Vladimir pulled the knife out of his eye and stabbed it at Rogers' balls, before pulling out his gun and ending his pathetic life while shooting at his whole naked body, painting it red. Madness and anger blinded him and He went wild before throwing the gun against the wal
“Mom, it tastes delicious, Thank god, I finally made it.” Rose smiled at her accomplishment after three attempts. She never thought she would be able to cook a Russian dinner. Not only she prepared white sauce pasta but her mother also helped her to make Russian cuisines like beet soup and plov. “Now go and dress up well. In front of your husband you must always look presentable. Your beauty is your biggest asset, Rose. Girls die to look like you. Show Vladimir what beauty he got by marrying you.”Rose' heart flipped in her chest as she blushed heavily. Giddiness and excitement washed over her imagining his reaction to her efforts. “Okay, Mom! I will call you tomorrow!”She ended the call, washed her hands and practically ran to her room to search for the best dress to put on for her husband. Rose' eyes landed on a maroon silk dress. Without thinking she donned it and did her makeup. As she finished getting ready she examined herself in the mirror. She felt a surge of confidence as
Rose' complexion turned white hearing that. “What?” She asked astounded. “Unbutton my pants and take them off,” He ordered her again. This time his voice came out stern. Rose' didn't want to do that, but this voice of his, the darkness of his gaze, everything reminded her of that horrible night. And she didn't want that night's incident to repeat. Anxiety peeked inside her, and with trembling fingers and a hard heart she struggled to open the button of his pants.Her hair fell down her shoulder like an open curtain. Vladimi’s eyes softened a little, noticing her struggle, the frown between his eyebrows and that little wrinkle on her nose as she tried to concentrate on the task at hand.He moved her hair behind her ear with his fingers. “I want to taste you, tonight, Rose.”The words left his mouth and Rose' eyes snapped at him. Her eyes were red and shining with tears. Until this moment, she was trembling in fear and anxiety, but right now she was fuming. Fuming in anger!“Who we
“Rose?”Vladimir called her name but she kept sobbing. Rose was scared of him but still sought refuge in his arms. Why? She didn't know. She just didn't want to witness that horrible side of Vladimir again. Her mother’s advice kept buzzing her mind. But more than that she wanted to live a peaceful happy life. She knew it wouldn't be easy. She wanted to win the heart of the man whose name brought nothing but destruction in people's life. Still, Rose wanted to try. But right now, she was hurt and scared. Hurt because of his actions and scared because she knew what He was capable of doing. “I was waiting for you. The pasta burnt twice and one time it got overcooked but I wanted to make it perfect. I cooked it for the fourth time. It was delicious but you didn't taste it. I also made you a Russian dinner. But you came home and took me here. I didn't want to have sex, I wanted to talk with you, spend time with you but you only want to have sex. Why is it so important to you?”Vladimir c
“What are you doing here?” Klaus asked his wife, Sila, when she came to his office out of nowhere. He was stunned when his secretary called him and said that his wife was here and was asking for his schedule file. Sila gave him a small smile. “Good morning, Husband. Are you not happy to see me here?”Klaus clenched his jaw tightly. “Sila, what is this joke?”She shrugged her shoulders and gave him an unmoved look. “I am not joking with you. I came to give my husband my company. I know he is not happy without me in his office,” she taunted him. “But do not worry, husband. Now I am here to keep you entertained. I have decided to be your personal assistant.”Klaus Barbieri had never been more irritated than he was right now. What did this girl think of herself when she crashed his office and announced to him that she was going to work for him? He took a step closer to his wife and fixed her with a cold and angry gaze. “You are going home!” He spat angrily.“No honey, I am here for wor
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
Sila’s breath hitched in her throat as his firm arms wrapped around her upper body. Her heartbeat literally thudded in her ear and she was afraid he might hear it clearly. “Klaus, leave me!” She was relieved that she didn't stutter. She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart and collect her emotions. “As I told you you can't leave until I don't allow you?” He said, opening his eyes, his face calm and thick voice hoarse, left no room for discussion but Sila was Sila who loves to disobey him. “And who are you?” She demanded, “who are you to tell me this? First you jumped into my space and slept beside me and now ordering me around? What gave you the idea that I will follow your commands?”Klaus smiled. A charming smile which stirred her heart. He pulled her close, their faces apart from each other with only a mere inches. “I am your husband, Love. And I slept beside you because you were clutching my hand as if your life depended on it. So, I couldn't ignore my wife’s silent pl
“You are so fucking sexy, Sila. Like a nymph, like a goddess.” His hands snaked around her waist as he yanked her body up and his mouth latched into her navel with his tongue stroking it gently while hands caressing her naked body all over. Sila’s breath stuck in her throat. “You wouldn’t forget this night, Baby. I promise you!” Saying this he ripped her panty apart. A startled gasp left by Sila’s mouth as she thrashed on the bed, hyperventilating. Her hands aimlessly moved around, to find something which could provide her some solace, anything. “Please….” She murmured. “Please….no…” she whimpered with closed eyes until a cold hand clutched her hand and pulled her into something hard yet warm. “Shhh.. let it go. You are safe now, Cara!” Sila stiffened, when the coast yet strong voice sang near her ear and her body slowly relaxed in the warm proximity of her saviour. She felt like him pulling her out of the dark abyss of her torment slowly as she clutched into his hand tightly. “S