All Chapters of THE BRATVA’S BRIDE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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CHAPTER 30: THE HEIR’S RETURN

The bitter winds of Moscow carried with them the scent of smoke and blood. Snow had not yet fallen, but the streets bore the scars of war: bullet-ridden walls, torched warehouses, and the silence of families who no longer dared to walk at night.Mikhail Morozov returned to the city like a storm that had been brewing in exile. He stood tall at the head of his convoy—black SUVs roaring through the night like wolves closing in on their prey. Donatella sat beside him, her gaze fixed on the skyline that once felt like a prison but now gleamed like the empire she was determined to help claim.The countryside had hardened them both. They hadn’t just hidden away—they had built something. Loyal men from villages, old Bratva defectors disgusted by Nikolai’s cruelty, and survivors of La Mano Roja’s massacres had pledged themselves to Mikhail. What had been a fractured remnant now moved as a united army.“You feel it, Zveda?” Mikhail asked, voice low and dangerous, his hand resting on the pistol

Last Updated : 2025-09-24

CHAPTER 31 :BURN THE CROWN

Mikhail Morozov drove through the stillness of Moscow, the engine of his black Mercedes growling low, predatory, as the car cut through the streets. The penthouse lights of the city fell away behind him, swallowed by the dark stretch of road leading to the Bratva’s Empire compound. The closer he came, the heavier the weight pressed in his chest, but it was not nerves. It was power, coiled and controlled, like a blade hidden under silk. His hands rested steady on the wheel. His eyes were sharp, calculating, unreadable.The phone buzzed against the leather console. Mikhail checked the screen. Alexei. His brother’s name glowed in white. He pressed the answer button, holding the phone to his ear without breaking focus on the road.“Yo, what’s up?” Alexei’s voice cracked with static. “How’s it going with the Empire, with the Bratva? What was their reaction yesterday?”“I shook the ground,” Mikhail said, his voice even, cold. “It was tougher than expected, but unfortunately, I couldn’t meet

Last Updated : 2025-09-24

CHAPTER 32: THE REUNION OF BLOOD

The jet door hissed open, and cool Sicilian air swept into the cabin. Donatella adjusted the belt of her silk trench coat before stepping onto the stairs. Her heels clicked against the metal as she descended with calculated grace.Five matte black SUVs were lined up at the edge of the runway, headlights cutting through the night. The guards stood like statues, weapons visible, presence intimidating. Power. Security. A reminder that she was not just Donatella anymore, she was Morozov by name, De Luca by blood, Lombardi by lineage.The door of the middle car swung open before she even reached it. No words were spoken. A respectful nod was offered, and she slid into the leather interior.The hum of the engine had barely started when her phone buzzed. One glance at the screen made her lips curve. HUBBY.“Hey,” she answered softly.“Zvezda,” Mikhail’s deep voice rumbled, filling the confined space, reaching into her chest. “Just landed in Italy?”“Yeah, just landed.” Her tone carried fatig

Last Updated : 2025-09-27

CHAPTER 33: UNITED IN LOVE

SICILY, ITALY (THE DE LUCA'S MANSION)Donatella sat cross-legged on her bed, the glow of her phone lighting her face. Her thumbs danced quickly across the screen as she typed back to Mikhail, their conversation leaving a soft smile tugging at her lips. A knock on her door broke her focus.“Come in,” she called, slipping her phone onto the blanket beside her.The door cracked open, and Ariana strolled in, her expression far too innocent for the curiosity gleaming in her eyes. She hopped onto the bed with a playful bounce.“Are they here yet?” Ariana asked, tucking her legs under her. Her tone was casual, but Donatella caught the way her sister’s cheeks were faintly flushed.Donatella arched a brow. “Not yet. I thought you had Alex’s number.”Ariana gave a sheepish smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Yeah, but I don’t want to text him. I don’t want him to think I’m desperate.”Donatella tilted her head, eyes sparkling with amusement. “Mhm. So what’s really going on with yo

Last Updated : 2025-09-29

CHAPTER 34 : THE ESCAPE IN SHADOWS

DE LUCA'S MANSION Ariana couldn’t sleep. She rolled from one side of the bed to the other, restless, her thoughts tangled in knots. A sudden knock at the door cut through the silence, making her sit up straight.Her heart gave a small leap. “Who is it?” she whispered.“Ariana,” came a soft reply.She slipped out of bed and opened the door. Alexei stood there, a faint smile tugging at his lips.“What are you doing here?” she asked in a low voice, wary but curious.“I needed to see you,” he said, eyes fixed on hers as though nothing else in the world existed.Her brows lifted. “At this time of the night?”“Can I come in?”Without a word, Ariana stepped aside. He walked in, his gaze drifting over the pink shades of her room. A quiet laugh escaped him. “You really are a princess, aren’t you?”Ariana let out a soft laugh of her own, warmth rising in her chest. “I guess so.”“Of course. You’re De Luca’s last princess. No doubt about it.” His laugh was easy, but there was something deeper l

Last Updated : 2025-10-02

CHAPTER 35 : BLOOD OATH BROKEN

PALERMO, SICILY (THE DE LUCA'S MANSION)The shrill ringing of the phone tore through the silence of the bedroom. It was still dark outside, the early hour when the night lingers and morning hesitates to arrive. Mikhail stirred first, dragging his hand across the nightstand until his fingers found the device. His voice was thick with sleep when he answered, “Hello, who’s this?”On the other end, Adrian’s voice carried an urgency that cut through the haze. “Boss, it’s me. There’s trouble. Everyone’s waiting in the living room. You need to come fast.”The weight of those words erased every trace of drowsiness. Mikhail’s body tensed, his jaw tightening as he sat upright. The sudden movement jolted Donatella awake beside him. Her hair spilled over her bare shoulders, her eyes blinking in confusion.“What’s wrong?” she whispered, rubbing her eyes.Mikhail was already swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “I don’t know yet. Adrian said it’s urgent. We need to get downstairs.”She caug

Last Updated : 2025-10-03

CHAPTER 36 : ASHES OF VENGEANCE

PUERTO VALLARTA, MEXICO The luxurious apartment in Puerto Vallarta was quiet. Too quiet. The sound of waves crashing in the distance filled the silence that lingered between Nikolai and Vera as they unpacked. Nikolai moved with mechanical precision as he set his belongings down. No wasted movement, no wasted words. Vera, in her own corner of the bedroom, carefully placed her dresses inside the wardrobe, her lips pressed together, her silence heavy with thought. She stole glances at him, but his face was unreadable. The tension was suffocating.When he finished, Nikolai straightened, adjusted his shirt, and walked out of the room without so much as a glance her way. His footsteps echoed on the tiled floor, fading toward the living room. Vera exhaled slowly, her eyes following him before she shook her head and headed for the bathroom.When she stepped out and wrapped herself in silk, her chest tightened again. She dried her hair, straightened her nightgown, and left the steam-filled b

Last Updated : 2025-10-04

CHAPTER 37: SECRET EXPOSED

THE BRATVA'S EMPIRE (NATALIA'S SUITE)Natalia and Adrian were curled up on the bed in her suite, the sheets tangled around their bare bodies. Their skin was still warm, their breathing uneven, the silence between them heavy with what had just passed.“I’ve missed this like crazy,” Natalia sighed, her voice half-whine, half-laughter as she buried her face against his chest.Adrian chuckled at her, brushing his lips over the crown of her head. “Me too, baby.” He paused, his voice dipping lower. “You know what kills me? Having to act like we don’t even know each other. Seeing you in public and keeping my hands off you… it’s torture. I want to show you off, Nat, but how can I, when even Mikhail hasn’t said a word about us since the incident?”Natalia tilted her head, her expression thoughtful. “Mikhail has other things to think about. Vera and Nikolai’s escape, Donatella nearly killing Dedushka… trust me, we’re the least of his problems.”Adrian studied her face, his thumb caressing her c

Last Updated : 2025-10-05

CHAPTER 38: THE TRIAL OF LOYALTY

THE BRATVA'S EMPIRE The sun beat down on the sprawling Morozov estate, casting long shadows across the courtyard where guards stood in neat rows. The air was thick with tension, the scent of metal and sweat clinging to the breeze. Mikhail Morozov stood at the center, his expression hard, his voice cutting through the silence.“We will not rest until Nikolai and Vera are brought to justice,” he said, his tone firm, leaving no room for argument. “Our hackers are tracking their movements, but I want boots on the ground. No stone unturned.”His men nodded, some with fear, others with determination. The betrayal that had cracked their ranks still bled fresh. The name Nikolai was no longer just a man, it was a warning.As Mikhail began dividing the guards into teams, Donatella stood by his side, her sharp eyes scanning the faces before them. She was silent, her mind echoing his earlier words. There’s a traitor among us.Her gaze lingered on the council members standing nearby, their expres

Last Updated : 2025-10-07

CHAPTER 39 : DINNER WITH THE DEVIL

THE BRATVA'S EMPIRE (GUARDS QUARTER)Adrian paced the length of his quarters like a man trying to outrun his own fear. The floorboards whispered under his boots; his mind replayed Natalia’s face, the way she’d looked at him from across the council table, the way her hands trembled when they’d parted. Every step tightened the knot in his gut.A soft knock broke the rhythm. He froze, then moved to the door on instinct. When he cracked it open, Natalia stood there in a guard’s uniform, a crude male wig perched on her head. For a heartbeat he didn’t breathe.“Natalia!” he hissed, all shock and relief; the whisper shredded into a half-shout.She shoved him inside, slammed the door, and turned the lock with hands that were shaking. “Lower your voice,” she said, peeling the wig off and letting her hair fall like a dark curtain. The uniform clung to her like a borrowed armor, dangerous, desperate, beautiful.Without another word she ran into his arms. Her body hit his like a confession. Tears

Last Updated : 2025-10-09

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