All Chapters of Kings Of The Bratva: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

NIKOLAI “We can’t just give her back to Carlos. I know she is his daughter, but he may kill her,” Mikhail complained. He didn’t seem to like her the first time I brought her here, but he’d warmed up to her now.“Do you think I’d hand my wife to that animal?” I put a cigarette between my lips and lit it. “I won’t.” I wouldn’t give up either my wife or my baby.I stared at the pool in front of us. The mere fact that I was sitting in front of the pool where that bitch Camilla almost killed Enora and our baby made my muscles quiver. I gritted my teeth and threw my head back on the upholstered chair to look at the sky.The ornaments in it shone very bright, beautifully, I would reach out and pluck some stars and even the moon for Enora if I could. It pained me that I couldn’t, being human sure came with a lot of limitations.Mikhail furrowed his brows as if he hadn’t expected me to say that. “You’re sensitive when it comes to her.”“And you need to get laid, maybe you’ll cool off a bit.”

ENORA I knew Nikolai was lying when he said he hadn’t hurt Camilla, yet a part of me wished earnestly that he had at least spared Maria. It was true that she was the one who informed Camilla that Nikolai was away, but that was all the part she played in what happened yesterday and I honestly didn’t think it was something she deserved to die for.It was also hard to blame Nikolai if he had killed either of them. Aside from the fact that he was a ruthless Russian crime leader, I’d recognized the look in his eyes yesterday as fear. The way his dilated blue eyes bore into mine, the trembling of his hands as he held me, he must have realized he was about to lose the greatest asset he had to bring my papa down.An asset. I guessed that was all I could ever be to him. I rubbed my hands on my belly, it was hard to shake off the feeling that right now, he only wanted me because I was carrying his child. He would probably dump me the moment I gave birth to this baby, and the idea of that made

ENORA I sniffled the smell of omelets and fried beef. I hadn’t eaten those in so long and I don’t know if it was because of the baby, but now that I perceived them, I had a feeling I’d crave them all day.I’d fallen asleep on Nikolai’s chest while discussing possible unisex baby names for the little Lantsov growing inside of me. Nikolai had chosen Liliya because he was positive it would be a little girl that we’d cherish like the lily flower. I’d had a different opinion though; I’d chosen Aleksis because I had a strong feeling it would be a boy.We’d gone ahead and made a bet on one of us granting the winner a wish. I giggled because I knew I’d be right. I had to start thinking of what wish I’d ask Nikolai to fulfill. I moved my hands behind me in search of Nikolai. I supposed he’d rolled away from me in his sleep but quickly opened my eyes when I realized the bed was empty.Sunlight poured into the room, lighting dust particles in the air. I glanced around, noticing the portrait of

NIKOLAII hit the wall in frustration before looking over to the source of the annoying voice. Dimitri and Valentin were standing in front of the mahogany door leading into my office. Their expressions were grim, which only pissed me off more. “What the fuck do you want?” “There’s a problem,” Mikhail’s voice chimed in as he joined us, his tone clipped. “Carlos Patrizio knows where his daughter is.” My gaze snapped to Enora instinctively. I could sense Mikhail’s dislike for her radiating off him, but it didn’t matter. She was mine. No one would lay a hand on her, not even him. “You didn’t think to tell me earlier?” My voice was sharp, each word carrying the weight of my rising fury. “I’d have told you if only you picked up your damn cell.” I shoved my hand into my pocket, pulling out my phone. Ten missed calls from Mikhail. Six more from Dimitri. Damn it. “My papa won’t sit back if he knows I’m here. He’d put—” Enora’s words were cut short by a deafening gunshot from the

Blurb:What would you do if the man who ruined you came back for more?Lyra built a quiet life far from the chaos of the Bratva and the man who once set her soul on fire. But now, she’s his again—bound by a marriage as ruthless as the man himself.The man she once loved is now her husband—a darker, more dangerous version of the one she swore to forget.His presence consumes her, his touch ignites a forbidden heat she’s desperate to resist. But desire is a traitor, and every glance, every word, every brush of his skin reminds her of the nights she swore to forget.He doesn’t just want her obedience—he wants her soul. And he’ll stop at nothing to have it.But Lyra isn’t the naive woman he left behind. She’s hiding a secret—a devastating truth that could strip him of the control he craves.Because in this game of power and desire, the Bratva king may think he’s winning.But he has no idea what he’s up against.***Prologue LyraThe smell of grilled steak and fresh lobster filled my sen