All Chapters of Kings Of The Bratva: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

- MariaThe day I had been dreading arrived, and I had never felt more like a shell of my former self.Aria had stopped by the house in the morning, and she swept me away to hers, where she helped me get ready.She did everything from my skincare to my hair and makeup, and she even fitted me into a dress I could hardly stand to look at. Not because it wasn’t beautiful, but because of what it meant.The day went by in a blur.It started with Aria trying her hardest to cheer me up. It made me wonder if my misery was completely genuine, or if I had just gotten better at being complacent. At looking the part.Then, Aria escorted me to the wedding venue. It wasn’t anything fancy—just a small church with someone to officiate the wedding, Dimitri’s family, and a lack of airflow that made me feel lightheaded at one point.Before I knew it, the ceremony had come and gone, and I had no way out of it. I didn’t have anyone swoop in and rescue me. I didn’t have an out. Instead, I was passed the pe

MariaDimitri’s mouth was demanding and unyielding, but I wasn’t one to be outdone in such matters.His hand moved away to thread his fingers through my hair, melding our lips together like it was a normal thing for us. Like we had done it before.All of my inhibitions had slipped away, and I could only think about the raging fire inside me that wanted him more than anything. The desperation blinded me from the rest of the world.Dimitri swiped at my bottom lip, to which I parted my mouth and allowed him entrance. We were a clash of lips and tongues, fighting for what dominance we could gain. I gave in the moment his hands dropped to my waist, seeking any way to rid me of my dress that seemed like only a problem then.I gripped his suit jacket and pushed it off his shoulders, to which he shrugged it off and threw the material to the floor, not breaking the kiss for even a moment.Just as needy as me, Dimitri collided with me, pushing us both into the mattress. A weak moan passed my l

- DimitriI was already mostly dressed by the time Maria rolled over in the king-sized bed, nestled between the pillows and thick duvet. Her hair was sprawled out behind her in delicate waves, and her skin nearly looked like it was glowing from the morning sun that streamed in.She looked so small and innocent in the bed—especially as she stretched like a housecat roused from a midday nap.“You’re up early,” she hummed, voice somewhat groggy from sleep. If my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me, then it seemed she wore a faint smile for me.Pulling a black tee on, I caught her wandering eyes. It sparked a feeling of pride in me, but I didn’t let it linger for too long.Everything about the scene before me pulled at my interest, and I had half the mind to return to her and initiate another round, but my brothers were waiting for us. It was a shame. Especially since she was lounging there comfortably, skin golden amid those white blankets.“Get ready to go,” I said instead, shoving down

- MariaThere was nothing that could’ve prepared me for how humiliating it was to admit defeat and hand everything over.I had to force myself to give up, all with the hope that I was buying Nera enough time to strike. I knew, however, that what I was giving the Ricci’s in support of their cause would be cut off now, and they would be left to handle it all on their own.While Nikolai did have a point about my funds being drained little by little, and the thought of not having to worry about the details did sound tempting, it was a kind of surrender that felt like utter betrayal. To not only my family but to myself as well.I had been nervous about my meeting with the Lanstovs, but that anxiety doubled as we approached one of my father’s safehouses on the outskirts of the city. I had to face my men again, but with a different last name.To my surprise, the Lanstovs let me take the lead as we stepped inside the warehouse.Everyone was already there, standing around waiting for me. When

Dimitri “That I am,” I said, taking in the wanton glow in her cheeks.“I’m more than happy to service one of the Lanstovs,” Rachel purred, pushing my knees apart gently. Her acrylic nails glided across my thighs as she tucked herself in between them and turned herself around.The music moved all around me as Rachel started dancing, swaying her hips. My eyes remained on the curve of her ass, contemplating if she would be worth taking to the back. I felt like taking my frustration out on something, and it might as well go toward a release.Her hands were all over me as she gyrated, alternating from being on my lap to standing again, all while giving me her siren-like glances.She eventually draped her arms around my neck and straddled me, bringing her core closer to my crotch. She giggled in my ear as her lips pulled upward in a hazy smile. She rubbed against me teasingly, sighing out a moan.It was enough to catch my attention, but that quickly shattered the moment I remembered how wa