All Chapters of The Pakhan's Bride: Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

Everyone stood outside the mansion, under the open sky, with cold wind surrounding them like a curse of the night. Sergei stood in the very front with his hands in his pants pockets. He stared at the ladder inclined against the wall with a blank look on his face, but his eyes seemed to glow with a menacing wrath."Start speaking." Sergei's voice came out low and rough. It was enough for his men to begin explaining the chaos that led to her escape."That lunatic came out of nowhere, and all he did was run around the mansion. You have ordered us not to kill him so that's why we didn't aim our guns at him. However, while he had us distracted, someone from the other side threw a ladder in. She climbed that ladder and jumped off. That lunatic slipped out of our fingers, too." One of his men explained. Despite the extreme cold, he was drenched in cold sweat."It seems like it was all planned," Michael said while taking a puff of his cigarette.Sergei stood still.He made sure she had nothi

There was no redemption for the devil except hell.There was no place for sinners except fire."Aren't you...going to his funeral?" Alisa asked while fixing her black coat over her shoulders. She cautiously eyed his features, tension oozing out of her aura.Sergei didn't utter a word; he couldn't.With a deep breath, he leaned against the master chair of his study and took a puff of his cigar. "You know it's important for you to be there," Alisa added, a frown kissing her wrinkled features.Important? "The significant part has already been done. He is dead." Sergei tried to dismiss the conversation, but his mother's questionable expression made his jaw twitch. She wasn't aware of the truth and was confused by his behavior because if it was still the unaware Sergei, he would have set the city on fire just to get the killer of his grandpa and not just sit here like a lifeless body."It's not like you. You loved your grand-"Sergei raised his hand, silencing her."Leave." He growled, sta

ZARYA ROGOV When I ran away, I thought I was finally free. I finally had my freedom, but I realised that without the constant chaos surrounding me, I wasn't much of a character.I had no purpose.No meaning.No connections.And almost no future.Rafail helped me get away from the chaos; he helped me find a shelter and a job so I could be independent enough to feed myself.The first two weeks were the best I've ever experienced. I was finally able to go out and enjoy my own company. I was about to roam around freely without any shackles holding me back. But the nights were a complete contrast to the morning glory.The flashbacks and nightmares kept me awake. I found myself in the corner of the room, staring at nothingness. The dread that he might find me kept me awake.I had flashbacks of the past that I had forgotten about.The fabricated past and the games I got tangled in. Only if I had known that before, maybe I would have been able to fight against the devil.But it was too late

ZARYA ROGOV The next day, after I got back from work, I spent some time playing with Anastasia before getting ready to bake a cake for the neighbor. As I moved around the kitchen while simultaneously keeping an eye on Anastasia every now and then, I thought about him.I didn't see him today. Maybe he left for good.But honestly, something about him was different.I quickly shook my head when I realized I was thinking about him again. I forced my mind from wandering and quickly got done with baking. I grabbed my coat, threw it on, and looked at Nasia to make sure she was busy playing, and there was nothing dangerous placed around her before I walked out.I took a deep breath and knocked on the new neighbor's door. I was always kinda nervous when it came to meeting new people, even though I've spent most of my life interacting with them in business events.I was about to knock again, but when I heard the heavy footsteps approaching, I dropped my hand and straightened up.Those heavy

ZARYA ROGOV Two days later*After that day, I didn't see him again. He didn't pull any acts and was almost non-existent to me, but I knew he wouldn't just sit still. Not seeing him around also meant that he was busy somewhere else; he wasn't the one who would stay at home. Sergei was never the one who would waste even a second of his day. I heard from some customers at the restaurant that the place he wanted to build was already under construction. What type of place was he building?Something to hide his illegal actions? He wasn’t the one who would hide any of his actions.I covered Nasia with the blanket and lay down beside her. The night song and the hooting owl weren't the reason I remained awake till midnight. I just couldn't sleep because I couldn't stop thinking about the past. Suddenly, a knock at the door had me flinching as I sat up straight.It was almost midnight, who could be here at this hour? I slowly pulled out of the blanket and stood up. I jumped again at the se