บททั้งหมดของ Vladimir- Flame of Sin : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

“Sila?” Klaus called for his wife as he returned from the office. He was waiting for her to come there but she didn't and it made him not happy. Klaus suddenly got this feeling to always keep his wife in front of his eyes. He wanted her close to himself. It didn't matter what she was doing. Her presence nowadays gives him a soothing calmness which couldn't be described in words. “Sila?” He became tense when she didn't answer. He got out of his room only to bump into his mother. “Mom, have you seen, Sila? He asked resting his hands on her shoulder to stop her from falling. Jessica pinched her lips tightly. “I hope you remember that there are other people too who live in this house, Klaus. It's been weeks since you came to the dining table for dinner. Your father not once but multiple times showcased his anger over it. Or your wife stopped you from visiting your parents?” Jessica taunted her son who heaved out a heavy breath while pinching the bridge of his nose. “Mother,”

“The quotation you put here is wrong, Sila. What have you been thinking while preparing this file?” Klaus reprimanded his wife cum assistant while looking at the file. “You know we have to submit this report tomorrow in the government office for the upcoming renovation of buildings? And such a huge mistake you made?” Klaus leaned back in his chair and fixed her with a bossy stare. Sila suddenly felt awkward under his piercing stare. Klaus’ behaviour towards her has changed drastically ever since he found out the little chunk of her past. Her heart was tight in pain because he was giving her something which she always hated. Sympathy! In Bratva, she had felt those apologetic gazes for her from the past many years. She didn't want this sympathy from her husband who married her for business reasons. She didn't want a marriage in sympathy! Sila Sokolov has the pride of a devil and she would rather live alone than have a partner who sees her as less because of her past. “Sila

“What are you doing here dressed up like this?” Isaac questioned his sister-in-law. For the first time ever since he met her, he was confused about Rose's character. Why was she dressed into something fit for whores only. And she came here wearing that dress! What the hell was she even thinking? And not only that she was talking to their enemy, Fido. Was this girl even sane? Rose gulped down the nervousness under Isaac's scrutinized gaze and angry tone as she answered his question in a nervous whisper. “I came to meet Vladimir.” Isaac’s eyes curled at the corners. “To meet Brat?” He was stunned at her words as he once again eyed her from head to toe. “By dressing up like this?” She inhaled sharply, feeling his inspective gaze. “You know this is not how the women of Bratva dress up in public, Rose. And what the hell are you wearing?” He said hiding her with his body when one of their Vor passed from there. Isaac gave him a threatening look and the man walked away from there a

“Rose!” Francesco yelled at his niece. He forgot all about being in Vladimir's office and people being around them. All that mattered was his niece, a respected Italian woman was standing in an attire which was beneath her status. “What the hell are you wearing?” He sneered as he strode to her and grabbed her arm tightly and gave her a death glare.Rose gasped when her uncle who never shouted at her tried to manhandle her. “Zio…” she whispered as she gazed at him in bewilderment, at his sudden harsh gesture. “Don’t Zio me!” Francesco hissed at her. “Is this what we taught you?” He sharply criticized eyeing her up and down. “Have you forgotten who you are!”Rose' anxiety peaked severely in front of her uncle. Ever since she got married to Vladimir, Nervousness and anxiety became her best friends. “Rose, I am asking you something. What the hell are you wearing?”Francesco suddenly realised the presence of a bunch of men around. “Go home and change into something suitable attire for a

“I'm so sorry, Edward. I couldn’t believe Vladimir could do this to you. I guess he misunderstood something. Rose is such a silly girl who can’t even handle her own husband.” Valentina sighed and spoke with so much empathy with her boyfriend that even the bartender in front of her raised his eyebrows at her sad fake expressions. “Wait, Your father is sending you off? Where to?” Valentina asked when she heard Edward’s reply. Out of the blue, someone put her purse hard on the bar counter grabbing her attention. Valentina turned her eyes to her fuming friend Lauren who took her seat beside her on the high chair and ordered a drink from the bartender. Valentine smelled her anger and excused to cut the call. Lauren gulped the one shot in one go. “What happened, Lauren?” Valentina asked once she cut the call and turned her attention to her best friend. Lauren flashed her angry gaze. “What happened? You don’t know what happened? Your dear brother had taken his dear wife to the honeymoon