All Chapters of Kings Of The Bratva: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

- DimitriOur driver took us through the slow-moving traffic while Vik sat in the passenger seat, tapping his fingers against the hard material of the door. That rhythmic sound pulsed in my head, growing more irritating the longer it continued.But I tore my focus away and held it firmly on Maria, along with my gun pressed more gently against her side than before. I didn’t let her know the safety was on.Her eyes were set on the tall buildings outside the window, unwilling to look at me or anyone else in the vehicle. She hadn’t said another word since we started moving, which made the air around us stiff and awkward.Ignoring how deafening the silence was, I reminded myself of my victory.Maria had agreed to the pact, even if she came with me unwillingly. A verbal agreement was enough to get the process going, and I managed to score myself the key to infiltrating this other group she’d found herself working with. Soon enough, I would have what I needed, and they wouldn’t even have the

- DimitriThe ride home was exhausting, but at least Maria had shut her mouth for the rest of it.The adrenaline had ebbed away by the time we reached the house, but I had no idea that the easiest part of the night was behind me.“These are for you,” I had said, holding out a pair of handcuffs, to which she rolled her eyes. Despite her evident disgust for me, she allowed it. Soon enough, she was bound.Holding Maria by the elbow while she gave me a look I likened to a feral cat caught digging in alleyway trash, I told Vik and the driver to head home for the night. We had all been through enough, and I needed my cousin to be alert in the morning."Careful," Maria snapped as I pushed the door open and pulled her in behind me."Let me guess, you think you're precious cargo."She scoffed and followed with at least some resistance. "Something like that.""Like I said, don't struggle and you won't get hurt. It's as simple as that."Maria only grumbled, seemingly unaware of the small cuts an

- MariaI paced the spare bedroom, feeling like an animal trapped in a cage. I walked by the handcuffs again and again, discarded after I had spent some time the night before freeing myself from them.The black dress hugged my curves still, feeling more like an annoying second skin than anything else. The bra was digging into me and I hated every minute of the feeling. That asshole didn’t even have the consideration to give me something else to sleep in.The rage I felt about everything mounted higher and higher, and it was almost blinding.I never intended on losing to him, and yet, I was stuck all the same. Locked in these four walls.Sleeping felt impossible no matter how comfortable the bed was. It was funny that despite how exhausted I was, I couldn’t get a wink with the feeling of my freedom slipping away from me.I was up again before the sun even began to rise, and since then, I had been reluctant to sit again. Pacing the room was the only way for me to ease the unbearable pa

- DimitriMy brothers shared the same look of disbelief on their faces, mirroring one another.The conference room above the casino was quiet while they all processed the news I’d shared with them, save the faint music coming from the floor below.Sitting in my seat, my gaze flickered between them with a hint of amusement on my face.That same humor gleamed in Valentin’s eyes, but Nikolai was the one who spoke up first.“Maria…Maria Esposito?”I simply nodded.Valentin snorted. “The girl you were supposed to question instead of Aria?” Valentin reiterated, seemingly still mind-boggled. “The girl whose dad and brother were taken out by us?”“The one and only,” I confirmed, watching as their faces became consumed by pure amazement.“How in the holy hell did you manage that?” Roman asked from the opposite side of the table.Shrugging, I leaned back in my chair. “I have my ways.”“It was that damn poker game she invited us to, wasn’t it?” Valentin asked, giving me his usual look of mischi

- DimitriMy knuckles were white as I gripped the steering wheel, fueled by the need to get her back.I didn’t know why—why I was putting myself through hell just to make sure she didn’t squirm away for good. Why I was so determined to lock her in and secure that pact.Beyond wanting to keep her at bay and make sure she couldn’t ever become a bigger threat, beyond wanting her resources and assets, and even beyond needing to know which damned family she was working with, I had no idea. I didn’t know what that pulse of keening determination was inside my chest, or why it was there in the first place.I just knew that the thought of her fleeing from me made that dormant anger flare in me.The marriage pact was supposed to be a sham—a way to humiliate Maria. To ensure I had the last laugh. So, why couldn’t I simply let her go if the stakes were so low?I didn’t have a single answer to my pressing questions, but I knew I needed to find her.The text I got from Roman was the only thing tha