All Chapters of Vladimir- Flame of Sin : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

“What did you say?” Vladimir demanded from his brother when he told him that Rose was missing as well. “Yes, Pakhan, Rose is nowhere to be found,” Isaac answered his brother as he kept his gaze down because he didn't have the strength to look into his brother's eyes which were filled with rage, doubt and pain.They had suffered enough pain from the last few days. And now, at least Isaac didn't have the strength to suffer anymore. He was already tense about his sister's whereabouts and the pain she would be going through right now. Five years ago, she was not the only one who suffered pain and humiliation. They all suffered with her.And now his sister-in-law was missing too. He wondered if the girl left on her own or something happened to her?And if something happened to her, how would they cope up with so much tension? Yes they were Mafia but when it comes to family they were like normal people. They too couldn't see their family getting hurt. Everyone was suffering. They were re

The first thing Klaus felt was cold. Not the kind of cold that clings to your skin in winter, but the kind that creeps into your bones when something is terribly wrong. He felt a heaviness not only in his head but his eyes as well as he tried to flutter them open. As he finally managed to open his eyes, he found everything around him foggy. Dim ceiling lights buzzed faintly above, casting sterile shadows on the steel-gray walls. A low, pulsing beep echoed in the room,a heart monitor. He looked down and found many wires attached to his body. The sharp smell of antiseptic bit his nose as he stirred in the bed. His temples throbbed. His limbs felt heavy, as if they’d been dead for years. His heart ached sharply as memories of what happened to him started hitting him one after another. Vladimir shot him in the chest. And the fact that his heart was still beating told him that the Russian Pakhan didn't shoot him to kill but only in warning. Because had He used his gun to end his life,

“My husband is a monster. I need help. Please save me. I want to run away from this marriage.”Vladimir's eyes tightened in fury. His body was burning in rage seeing the video sent to him by Diego. His wife's words cut him deep. The video was a few weeks ago. He remembers it correctly as He checked the date. The same day He opened his heart to her. While He was trying to show his emotions to her, his love to her, she was planning to run away from him. He controlled his fury, closed his phone and then turned around towards his Vors. “Any progress?”The two men standing there shook their heads and looked down. “We are still trying, Pakhan. But we…” Vladimir grabbed his neck tightly and forced him to look at Himself. “No ifs and buts, I want answers. My wife and sister are in the enemy’s hands, I want results!” The man gulped and blinked before nodding in agreement. “Yes. Yes Pakhan.”The fear He witnessed in Vor's eyes was the same He saw in his wife's gaze for him a few minutes ago

“What are you thinking?” Dmitry asked Adrian when he found him alone in the room staring at the wall with pictures with dark intense eyes. Rose' words about her husband coming after him buzzed into his ears. The end of Vladimir Sokolov was his dream. A cruel end by his hands. He thought after Enrique's death, the Mexican Mafia would be under him but the only person standing between his dream and him was Diego who didn’t show any intention to favour him as his successor. But his men were loyal to him. He became an official heir to his chair after Enrique and Savannah’s death. Nobody could question his claim over his son's chair. And as for Diego. He would end him just like he ended his children, through the hands of his enemies. His hand went to his lips where Rose cut him. They were swollen right now. The girl was not the doormat wife of someone. No, today for the first time he witnessed a different wild side of her. And the need to tame that wild side was boiling inside him but

“It’s been twenty four hours already, Rose, but your husband is nowhere to be seen,” Adrian taunted Rose who clenched her hands tightly into a fists and looked at him with a narrowed gaze. ‘Act like the mistress of Bratva! You have no idea how privileged you are. Your husband will burn the whole world but wouldn't let a flame touch you. Be grateful for your luck and try to win his heart.’ The words her mother said to her multiple times rang in her ears when she was struggling to accept Vladimir as her husband. It was the only source of strength for her now. The disgust she used to feel seeing the fear in people’s eyes for her husband was now a thing to be proud of. “Oh my dear dear Rose,” Adrian continued with a mocking chuckle, “only twenty four hours more. I don't think your husband will come here to save you. What do you say, shall I bring your sister-in-law here? I can’t miss tasting the two beauties together!” “Touch her and my husband will cut your filthy hands!” Rose sna