Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Italian Bride of the Bratva King: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Aria stepped ahead and held Olivia’s shoulders before looking into her worried eyes. "I will not die like her, Nonna. Because I am not Maria. I am Aria Salvatore Knight. I will not die empty-handed, I will have that throne. I am not going to give up on my dream because of that Russian dog. I will take that throne, I have waited for so many years for it I can wait a few more months, Nonna. Because Now, I will take that throne after ruining that Russian dog. After ending that Russian Dog! I will rise like a phoenix. The people who mocked me today will bow their heads down in fear and respect both after seeing my revenge."Olivia parted her lips, she had never seen Aria like this. Her words raised goosebumps on Olivia's body. She looked possessed, lunatic for revenge. And This madness scared Olivia. She could see how far Aria had gone. Now nothing and no one could pull her out of this darkness. She had made Cosa Nostra her life, Olivia should be happy seeing her dedication to Cosa Nost

"Leonus!" Dinara cried seeing him and ran to him. "Thank you, thank you so much for helping me and saving our baby," she said and threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "I thought you wouldn't help me. I was ready to give up on my fight for our baby. But you sent help. Thank you, thank you so much." Leonus' eyes turned hard in fury when she threw her arms around his body and pulled him into a forced hug. He wanted to jerk her away from himself but he controlled his urge and patted her back softly. "How can I allow anyone to hurt our baby, Dinara? I am sorry you have to go through all this alone. Your family is not good, Dinara. They should have supported you. But don't worry. You are absolutely safe now. No one can find you here."Dinara sniffed and broke their hug before looking into his eyes. She shook her head. "No. My family is not bad," she said suddenly being protective of her family. "Yes, they are strict and conservative but not bad. Especial

"Pakhan this…" Vladimir started but stopped when Aleksandr set his blazing eyes on him. “Dinara is playing a part in my revenge plan. This is My Bratva and here nothing happens without my permission," He said calmly or as calmly as He could manage at this moment. Aleksandr's scrutinised eyes were overseeing the faces of every Brigadier. He wanted to see whom He has to cut from his inner circle if the need arises. "Soldiers in your cities should know what you tell them because if they raise their brows in question over what happened, I will rip your tongues out of your mouths!"The five people shared looks with each other. Loyalty was always rewarded with power in Bratva. They understood what Aleksandr was asking them to do. He was basically ordering them to keep their mouths shut or He would kill them in the most brutal way. If they stood with him, they would have more power and if not, death would be their fate."Whatever you do, you do it for the betterment of Bratva, Pakhan. And t

Aleksandr came prepared for a war In case his wife resists going with him. His men were ready to attack the high tower where the Ice Princess of Cosa Nostra lives but to his shock, He was given a nice welcome from her staff. When He rang the bell, the door was opened for him. A middle-aged woman smiled at him politely. "Miss Knight is waiting for you in the living room." He raised his brows in wonder. That was not what He expected. This feels too good to be true. He knew something was fishy there. So He kept his gun in his hand just in case the need arose. He followed the lady to the living room. And there she stood, His lovely wife. "It wouldn't be of any help," Aria said, gesturing at the gun in his hand. "If I want to kill you, nothing could save you, Aleksandr Fedorov."Aleksandr cocked his head to the right and sharpened his eyes. "You don't know that, Tigritsa. If I want to live, nothing and no one can kill me. And trust me, I'm going to live a long long life." He said in a

***Flashbacks of the wedding night***Aleksandr Fedorov chuckled, seeing his enemy in such a vulnerable state. “And they call you The Princess of Cosa Nostra. What a shame, Tigritsa!” He snorted while sitting on the couch leisurely, setting his intense gaze on her quivering body. “Now that our Little ceremony has finished, it's time to give you your reward.” Alexander stood up and approached her. Aria inhaled sharply not liking the distance but she looked at him in haze as He stood near her before cupping her face. He was standing too close to her that it was simulating her badly. "It seems like You want to be fucked, Tigritsa! Tell me what do you want?"Aria gave him a lusty stare with those grey eyes which He came to be attracted to recently. Her gaze, her talks, her touches all the way from the church to her room had turned him on badly but He prolonged everything. She raised her hands and touched his chest before getting closer to him if possible. She didn't say anything but mo