Todos los capítulos de Vladimir- Flame of Sin : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

“Stop,” Sila said, pulling away from her husband, both of her hands were on his chest which she used to create space between them. She shook her head. “Stop, Klaus.”Klaus' eyes curled together into a deep frown. “Why should I?” He said, removing her hand from his chest and pulling her to himself bodily making her gasp in shock. “Klaus, What are you doing?”“You gave me right over your body in front of your Bratva and my Cosa Nostra,” He caressed her cheek with his forefinger as one side of his lips curled into a sly smirk. Sila’s eyes narrowed at him. His words infuriated her. “A ruined good you called me,” she whispered challengingly. “I am impure according to your standards, Klaus. Will you be able to stand my impurity?” she asked, she wanted to hear his answer. Klaus clenched his jaws tightly. His nose flared a little as he eyed her body. The formal suit she was wearing hugged her curves tightly at the right places. And those curves were calling him to her. “The fact that someo

“Rose, oh my god,” Valentina threw her arms around Rose who was stunned by her reaction. She couldn’t understand the reason behind Valentina's happiness.It was the second time she reacted with this much excitement for her. However, today she was glad for her company because Dmitry’s presence made her anxious.“Hey, Tina,” she said, pulling away from her.Valentina looked behind Rose and frowned. “Don't tell me your overprotective husband sent a bodyguard to college with you. Is he this insecure with you attending college?” she asked with a mocking laugh. Rose opened her mouth to speak but Dmitry interrupted her. “The man you are talking about is Vladimir Sokolov. The Pakhan of Sokolov Bratva. He doesn't get insecure with kids, Madam.”The smile on Valentina's face died. Rose frowned at the comment and she turned around to face Dmitry who fixed her with a stern gaze. “I am here to defend my husband. I do not need you to do that.”Valentina was stunned to see Rose' boldness. The girl

Rose usually feels uneasy around Dmitry. But today when she stood for herself in front of him, she felt a power she never knew she had in her. She was glad when the car stopped in front of the Sokolov mansion. She was about to open the door of the car when Dmitry stopped her. “It's not your job, Rose. Let me do it for you, I won't let my woman open the door for herself.” Rose' eyes widened in shock. Did he just call her HIS woman? “Dmitry! Do not forget I am your Pakhan's wife.” She chastised him with a glare. He chuckled at that. “Oh come on, Rose. Does he even consider you as his wife?” Dmitry demanded. “He was the same with his first wife too. Cold and selfish. She used to tell me everything, Rose. Everything about how your husband was treating her.” Rose visibly paled hearing that. Vladimir’s first wife. The woman He killed because they had some argument and she angered him. Dmitry's eyes squinted from the corners. He could see she was getting affected by his talks. The in

“What is happening here?” Vladimir asked his father when He found him with His wife in the kitchen, wearing an apron and cooking with Rose. It was hard for him to believe what was in front of his eyes. “Otets?” Rose bit her lower lip from inside as she stared at her husband. Anxiety crashes her system every time whenever He gets near her. Vladimir’s intense dark eyes fell on her and she looked down, unable to hold his gaze. Especially when Mia’s words kept ringing her ears. Her mother and Mia both think that anything could be sorted out with sex. However, Rose' conscience didn't allow her to use such tactics for a better married life. What would be the difference between her and those whores then? Rose wanted to make this marriage successful by winning his heart not manipulating his mind. But the problem was, the way to her husband’s heart was a wall of stones which Rose didn't know how to break. Whenever She takes two steps forward towards him with the thought of him doing t

“Brat?” Isaac's eyebrows curled together as he witnessed the brewing fury swirling in his brother’s eyes. “What do you want, Isaac?” Vladimir snapped as He took out a cigar from his cigar case and lit it while fixing his brother with a stern gaze. “You look furious.” Isaac mentioned, crossing his hands to his chest. “And smoking in the middle of the night. You only smoke in anger, especially at this moment in time.”“Isaac. Just fuck off. I am in no mood to chat.” Isaac wouldn't be Isaac if he accepted his brother's warning. “I think you should be with Rose, Brat. She might quell this….”“Shut the fuck up!” Vladimir bellowed at his brother, throwing the burning cigar on the floor and getting into his brother's face before pulling his collar. “Stop interfering in my fucking marriage. You, Otets and that little guest of ours. Why Everyone seem to be interested in my marriage? Go get a fucking life!” He jerked him away after lashing out. Little guest? Isaac's eyes narrowed further.