All Chapters of Vladimir- Flame of Sin : Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

“Klaus. You are again imagining things after seeing that fraud woman. You are heavily drunk now. You do not know what you are saying. Go to your room. I have handled my mafia without you till now and I can do that now as well!” Francesco flared his nose and ordered his son. But Klaus Barbieri grabbed his father's arm tightly, “My Mafia. I am Don now. Always remember that, Francesco!” He growled and jerked his father's hand away before giving him a death glare which shook Francesco to the core. His son had never behaved this way before, what happened now. He looked at the retreating figure of Klaus who sauntered to his room in fury. Because he has another person to confront. His dear wife Lauren. Valentina who stood a little away from them, heard their conversation and swallowed when she heard Klaus excusing their father about Sila’s death. She was there to share the news of her mother’s swapped medicine to her brother and how their mother started moving her limbs a little bit after

Lauren's eyes curled from the corners as she read the message on her mobile screen. She knew what he was expecting from her. But she was not sure about it. Things have already gone out of hand, one wrong move and her months of planning would be ruined. “What should I do now…” she whispered under her breath. Her body straightened attentively when she heard the door of her room being opened. She turned around and swallowed on her saliva when saw her husband walking through it with unsteady steps. “Klaus, are you alright?” She asked as she moved towards him. He looked disturbed. She understood why he was so. The Russian Councilor killed Nico. The news spread like fire in the jungle. It was a big setback for Klaus' newly gotten designation as the Don of Italians. Afterall, The Italians were losing power in New York. Klaus took the throne of the Italian Mafia with the promise that he would bring their glory back. Their glory as the most dangerous Crime Lords of New York City.Klaus' b

“Shut up. Just shut up!” Francesco’s voice boomed through the room. “Your mother is useless to me now, Valentina. What do you expect? That I sit beside her until she rots in that wheelchair?” His lips curled in disgust. “She failed her role. And you, do you even understand what I risked for you? I put my entire mafia on the line. I sacrificed Rose to pull you out of Russian hands. And this is how you repay me? By calling me a bastard?” Valentina stood frozen.He was not her father anymore. This… this was a stranger. A selfish, hollow man who had betrayed not only his wife, but his own children.Her voice came out trembling, yet sharp and firm, “You killed Sila, Dad. You slept with Klaus’s wife. And now you’re planning to ruin your son’s life too?” She swallowed hard. “What happens when Klaus finds out? Have you even imagined what he will do to you?” She tried to threaten him. Before Francesco could answer, Lauren stepped forward. Her hand fisted brutally into Valentina’s hair as sh

Klaus entered the room without a sound.The faint rush of running water from the bathroom told him Lauren was inside. Good. It gave him time.Time to hunt.He moved straight to the bedside table and grabbed her phone. Locked. Of course it was.His jaw tightened as he tried once. Twice. Nothing. The screen remained dark, mocking him. Klaus pulled out his own phone and dialed.“Shane,” he said the moment the line connected, his voice dropping into the cold, commanding tone of a Capo. “I’m sending you a phone. I want it unlocked. Every message. Every email. Every file. I want everything in it within two hours.” His eyes went to the bathroom door.“Two hours, Shane. Remember that.”“Roger that, Capo.”Klaus ended the call and switched Lauren’s phone off before slipping it into his coat pocket. Then he turned toward Lauren’s wardrobe and began searching. Drawers opened. Fabric shifted. Hangers scraped. He wasn’t looking for things. He was looking for some hint. Behind him, the water stoppe

“Do you want juice or coffee?” Sila asked Declan who had been sitting at the breakfast table, his face behind the newspaper he was reading from the last ten minutes. Sila waited patiently for a few minutes for him to wrap the paper aside and talk to her like he always does but the tension in the atmosphere told her that it was not going to happen. Moreover, the silent and hawking presence of Liam Sullivan was making her nervous. Declan gave her security, Liam held back his original plan only for his brother. If he senses this coldness between her and Declan the next day after marriage, nothing could stop him from hurting her.Swallowing the tightness in her throat she decided to break the ice between them. He helped her when nobody did, she was indebted to him. And that indebtedness was needed to be paid in whatever way he wanted. And the irony was, she knew what he wanted. But she couldn't give it to him. Not with the same enthusiasm he wanted