“I will protect her with my life, Pakhan. Do not worry about it,” Dmitry said, leaving Rose' hand and nodding at Vladimir. Vladimir’s eyes curled from corners as He tightly looked at Dmitry with a certain gaze at his trusted man. “Remember, she is my wife,” He said with a curt nod before turning to Rose who was breathing was heavy in panic. She didn't understand how to react to this man and his gesture. It was not only disrespectful towards her but a clear violation of his boundary! “Pakhan,” She whispered. Something about this man seemed off to her and Rose decided to tell her husband immediately about this incident. Immediately! “I want to have a word with you in private please.”Vladimir gave her a knowing look. “I know what you want to talk about. But I have an urgent meeting right now,” He nodded, then pulled out a black card from his coat and handed it to her. “For you. If you want to go shopping or anything. Do it. Don't worry about the limit.”Rose blinked at the card conf
“Where are you going, Dad?” Valentina asked her father when she found her father dressed up to go somewhere. Her mother had stopped talking to her ever since she expressed her interest in Vladimir. “To Vladimir’s house for a business dinner. The Mexicans are giving us too much trouble,” Frencesco answered with a deep sigh. He was tired now with the continuous ongoing war. Valentina’s eyes glinted hearing that. To Vladimir’s house! Oh she was finding ways to meet the man of her dreams somehow. And the opportunity landed in her lap just like that. “Dad, may I come with you for this dinner,” she asked in her sweet goodgirl voice. Frencesco looked at his daughter with a frown. “Why do you want to go there? What will you do there, Tina?”Valentina blinked nervously. Her father's intrusive eyes made her anxious for a few seconds. But then she controlled herself and smiled brighter. “I was thinking about meeting Rose. I feel bad that because of me she had to marry a man like Vladimir So
“What happened?” Klaus asked Lauren when he found her stressed in the parking arena of his office.She removed the phone from her ear and let out a heavy sigh, her voice trembling and eyes filled with tears. “Oh thank God you came, Klaus. Now only you can help me.”“Why? What happened?” He questioned pocketing his hands in his pants. She took a step further, almost invading Klaus' personal space. “You remember the building renovation project Dad got us?” Lauren asked in an urgency. “Dad called. A high inspection team came there and detected some issues with the building material. I don't understand what to do,” She cried and threw her arms around him, crying.Klaus startled for a moment at her sudden move. Hesitantly, to calm her, he pulled his hands out of his pockets and caressed her back. “Don't be stressed, Lauren. I know you will find some solution to this. You always do.”Lauren sniffed in his arms. “I can't. I tried everything, Klaus. But I can't handle this matter. This sort
“Good evening, brother-in-law,” Valentina whispered as she placed a small kiss on Vladimir’s handsome, scarless cheek. Vladimir clenched his teeth as anger surged through his body. “I hope my cousin is keeping you happy, Vladimir,” Frencesco’s daughter said in an over-sweet voice as she stood beside him and held his arm in a friendly way. Mistake! She made a mistake by touching the man in a way which could end her life on the spot, had she not been the mafia princess. “And who exactly are you to question me and my wife's relationship status, Miss Barbieri,” Vladimir violently hissed before He gripped her wrist which was holding his arm and squeezed it harshly. Valentina visibly paled at his words. “Vladimir I was…”“Pakhan!” He sneered as his gaze sharpened coldly at her. “We are not on a first name basis! Don't forget your limits, Miss Barbieri,” He whipped before yanking her hand away and turning to Frencesco, the Don of Cosa Nostra.“Your daughter lacks etiquettes and basic soci
“Now tell me the truth, How is he treating you?” Mia demanded her sister the moment they were in the living room. She completely and thoroughly ignored Valentina. Rose glanced at their cousin and gave her sister a look. “Oh, ignore her. I don't give a damn about her presence, Rose.”Valentina, who was scrutinizing the Sokolov mansion, turned her eyes towards them, her bruised ego couldn't take another insult and she fumed at Mia, “Well I don't care about your presence either. Don't forget I am your Capo’s daughter. I will ask Dad to marry you off to a Russian as well just like he did with your sister!”Unlike Rose, Mia didn't hold back from showing people their places. And Valentina! She was waiting for a chance to tell her what she thinks about her!“Didn't you hear what my brother-in-law told you, Valentina?” Mia’s lips stretched into a sly smile. “You do not even have the basic manners of our world. Trust me, Nobody would want to marry you and unlike Rose, I won't accept your fath
“Answer me, Sila?” Vladimir rasped slowly, his eyes aflamed with the burning fire of anger. His sister's condition brought out the chained devil inside him. “Answer me!”Suddenly, the whole family walked there. Boris and Isaac’s eyes widened in horror noticing Sila’s condition. “Sila?” Boris walked to his daughter, removed his coat and wrapped it around her shoulders.Francesco stepped forward. “Sila. What happened to you?”Everyone there bombarded her with questions. Her father and brothers both were waiting for her answer so that they could annihilate the man! However Sila daringly stared at her husband. For a moment they both went back a few hours ago in time. ..“I am sorry, Lauren but my husband cannot help you today. We have a family dinner planned at my brother's house and we can't skip it,” Sila told Lauren when she asked Klaus to come with her to the construction site. “Right Klaus?” She asked him again, batting her eyelashes at him as she got on her tiptoes and placed he
“Rose, Dante went missing after that night. His father is doing everything to find him but nothing worked. In fact, a few days ago, Uncle held a code meeting for that reason,” Mia said, holding her sister's hand while gauging her reaction. “A meeting?” Rose asked, blinking in surprise and apprehension. Mia nodded and Rose paled hearing that. Holding a high-level meeting speaks volumes about the gravity of the situation. “Mia, What if he is dead?” She whispered, horrified. Infact she wanted to ask what if Vladimir killed him. Mia watched her sister getting anxious about Dante. She needed to do something to stop her overthinking and from taking her to the door of guilt. Rose was the most innocent creature she had seen in this world. The girl could never harm a fly let alone a person, not even when that person had harmed her. Valentina and Vladimir were the live examples of it. “Rose. Calm down. I will try to find everything I could about Dante but you must not think too much about
“Don't forget why you are here, Mia,” Nico warned his younger daughter. He allowed Mia to stay here because his wife convinced him that their younger daughter would keep them updated about the reality of Rose and Vladimir’s relationship. In short, Mia was there to act as Nico’s spy. “Yes, father,” Mia whispered silently and stepped away from him immediately. Nico turned to Rose and looked at her disappointedly. She wet her lips in fright, meeting her father's stern gaze. Yes, he couldn't hurt her anymore. Not after how her husband warned him but old fears die hard. “You should be doing what is expected of you, not this!” He still managed to show his displeasure in a low voice regarding her life choices. Rose took a step back from him as well. Nico's angry gaze hinted her how furious her father was with her. It was a miracle that he allowed Mia to stay with her. “Rose, My dear niece,” Francesco called her and she gladly shifted her attention to her uncle and gave him a small smi
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
Kajio’s eyes locked on the Bratva Pakhan. For a moment, he was stunned to see him there, how the fuck they managed to invade his very private property about which nobody knew. But he controlled his emotions and grinned standing straight and presenting himself unfazed, as if he didn't give a damn about Vladimir Sokolov’s presence there. “I am surprised to see you here, Sinner,” Kajio grinned with his ugly yellow teeth, even though his eyes betrayed his confidence and showed a glimpse of unease which Vladimir read like an open book. “Did you come to meet me?”Instead, Vladimir briefly gazed at his men in the shaby warehouse. Eight! They were only eight. He took out a cigar from his cigar case, put it in his mouth and lit it using his lighter while gazing at his sideways. “You are failing miserably, Kajio.” He shook his head in disappointment. Kajio’s eyebrows curled together. “Failing at what?” He demanded, meeting Vladimir's eyes head on. The man was known for his cruelty but in fron