All Chapters of Vladimir- Flame of Sin : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“How should a mafia’s wife act? What are her responsibilities in mafia marriage?” Rose asked Klaus whose face broke into a frown. “Why are you asking this!” He asked, confusingly. “Because I need to know from a man’s perspective!” Rose swiftly diverted his attention to a new topic. “Please tell me, you are a married man now, Klaus. What do you expect from your wife?” That attracted Klaus’s attention somehow as Sila’s fiery gaze flashed in his vision and he clenched his jaws. “A good wife should always be loyal and respectful to her husband, she should serve him, take care of his needs, and never raise her voice. And most importantly she should always obey him!” Rose blinked her eyes and looked down in thoughts. He talked the same thoughts as her mother taught her. So she should also obey her husband and give herself to him? Klaus narrowed his eyes seeing Rose’s contemplation over something. “Rose, did that ugly pakhan force you into something? Did he hurt you? Look, Rose, if you

Rose cried in silence and touched his injured arm with shaking hands but she was shocked to find him with his unfazed features. He didn’t even hiss at the pain. “You…..you are bleeding!” She whispered with tears. But her husband's undivided attention was on his rivals. The car on the left side accelerated to block his front but Vladimir in return collided with it with a sharp hit resulting in it losing its balance. Second car hit on the back roughly and Rose jerked away from him and hit on her side with a force. A painful screech left her mouth when something hit her head. “Chert poberi! Bloody fuckers!” Vladimir’s knuckles turned white and He pounced on the car and crushed its right side badly before controlling his own steering wheel. He immediately unhooked Rose’s belt and pulled her back to him, this time holding her firmly. Rose was crying badly, her voice stuck in throat in terror and pain. She was literally trembling in fear. “Hold on, Babochka! Hold on me, tightl

“Anna, take care of Mrs Sokolov from today onwards. Now you are responsible for her personal needs and health!” Isaac ordered the maid who bowed her head in respect. He looked at Rose’s stiff body, pale face with dried tears and shook his head. Only God knew how much patience he maintained while consoling her during the whole drive. He looked down at his ruined shirt and grimaced. Grumbling colorful profanities, he walked upstairs towards his room to clean himself. “Mrs Sokolov, please come this way!” Anna nodded at Rose who followed her into Vladimir’s room into the left wing. “This is Pakhan’s room. I have arranged your things already in the wardrobe this morning before you leave. If you need anything, you can call me through this intercom!” Anna showed her the intercom placed on the side table of the bed.Rose looked around at the grand lavish bedroom with a king sized bed in the middle, and closet and washroom on the right side. The interiors and color theme was not different

“Mom, can we talk?” Valentina came to her mother's room when she couldn't deal with her troubling thoughts anymore. Vladimir's physique, his dominating aura, his deep and husky voice. Everything made Valentina think about him constantly. Damn! Why couldn't she think thoroughly before rejecting this man! Valentina Barbieri was now regretting rejecting The Sinner’s proposal. Her heart was filled with desire now, desire for the man she willingly gave to her meek cousin.Jessica raised her eyes from her phone and smiled invitingly to her daughter. “You do not have to ask this, Tina. Come and tell me what you want to talk about?”Valentina took a seat beside her mother on the sofa and smiled. “Mom, did you see him?”“Who?” Jessica asked with a frown. “Vladimir Sokolov, who else? He is not as beastly looking as rumours had it. In fact the scars on his face were making him look more manly and attractive, don’t you think.”“I have not seen him in that much detail, Valentina but I am surpri

Sila stared at her so-called husband and Johnathan's daughter, Lauren. Their closeness speaks volumes about their relationship. “Well I heard you got married to a Russian girl, Sila Sokolov. The news was worthy enough for my early return from Sicily,” Lauren said dramatically, with a tight hug. “Yes. The news was worthy enough to shock everyone,” Klaus commented with the roll of his eyes, his voice a little taunting. Lauren frowned hearing the tight notes in his voice. “Is everything alright, Klaus. You sound off, aren't you happy with this marriage?” She asked with a teasing note as she broke their hug and looked into his eyes with raised eyebrows. “Why wouldn't he be?” Sila questioned, her voice firm and words straight. She didn't like the way Lauren kept getting closer to her husband and that too in front of her. Yes, they don't have any real relationship but she didn't like the way someone else was getting glued to her husband.Klaus Barbieri married her. He was her husband a