All Chapters of I Surrender to Them: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

106 Chapters

PROLOGUE — THE ALLEY

Liora VossMoscow, Ulitsa Arbat — Arbat StreetI waited outside the school gates for more than two hours. My phone had gone warm in my hand from calling Mackenzie—my mother—over and over again.Twenty-three times.Every call went to voicemail.Dusk bled across the city in shades of tarnished gold, turning the streets of Moscow into something dim and bruised. The wind cut straight through my thin jacket, sending dead leaves skittering around my battered sneakers. My feet throbbed. Hunger clawed at my stomach. And the anger—sharp, familiar, exhausting—was the only thing keeping me upright.Again.At some point, waiting started to feel worse than walking.So I left.Home was far, but I knew a shortcut: a narrow alley behind a decaying bar I usually avoided without thinking twice. That evening, frustration made the choice for me.It was the worst mistake of my life.The moment I turned the corner, everything changed.Seven men.Five with guns.The alley smelled like cheap smoke, stale pis

CHAPTER 01 — THE GIRL

Heros GreenNew York, Todt Hill — 3 days laterThe air inside the office was dense, almost palpable. The scent of aged whiskey mingled with the aged leather of the furniture and the residual smoke of Cuban cigars that still lingered in the environment. I found myself seated behind the imposing dark mahogany desk, the same place my father had occupied for decades with an iron fist. Now it was mine. Capo di tutti capi of the 'Ndrangheta on the American East Coast. I'm thirty-four years old, and the weight of the entire empire is on my shoulders.For the first time in a long time, I was seriously questioning one of my decisions.We discovered her name when we searched her backpack, cellphone, and documents with clinical care: Liora Elena Voss. Eighteen years old, freshly turned. An ordinary Russian girl who made the fatal mistake of turning down the wrong alley at the wrong time. And, try as I might, I couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling that bringing her into our home had been a gr

CHAPTER 02 — THE BASEMENT

Liora VossI woke to the constant sound of dripping water. Ploc. Ploc. Ploc. A slow, relentless rhythm echoing off the damp concrete walls, marking time like a macabre clock. The heavy smell of mold and wet earth filled my nostrils, mixed with something metallic I preferred not to identify. The darkness was almost complete, broken only by a weak, yellowish bulb swinging from the ceiling, casting long, distorted shadows.I tried to move, but my hands were tied above my head, bound with rough ropes to a rusty pipe. The skin on my wrists burned with every breath. My shoulders throbbed. The cold, damp floor stuck to the soles of my bare feet. I was dirty, exhausted, and completely powerless.A pit of despair.I didn’t know how many hours—or days—had passed since the alley. The last clear image in my mind was the Capo staring at me as the sweet-smelling cloth was pressed over my face. After that… nothing.I pulled on the restraints again, but the rope only bit deeper into my skin. A low gr

CHAPTER 03 — THE BROTHERHOOD LAW

Noah GreenHeros gathered us in the office and told us everything. Luther’s growing obsession with Liora. How he saw in her a chance for redemption, a living shadow of Alicia. After many questions, we finally understood the real reason behind the Brotherhood Law—the rule our eldest brother created after the disaster with Alicia. He always said that any feeling beyond the carnal was weakness. Vulnerability. And now, with Liora here, all of us were tangled in this dangerous web.The code was clear: if one of us wanted her, we all wanted her. No exceptions. No jealousy that could destroy the family from within.I should have felt bothered. I should have seen it as just another problem to manage. But, against all reason, her image wouldn’t leave my head. That ethereal beauty, the air of innocence mixed with that spark of rebellion in her eyes… It was hard not to notice. Hard not to feel curious. And, I admit, desire.Lohan and Zedekiah seemed to have accepted the situation, each in his ow

CHAPTER 04 — THE RESISTANCE

Zedekiah GreenThe weak light from the bulb swung from the ceiling like a broken pendulum, casting long, distorted shadows that seemed alive on the damp walls of the basement. The air was thick, heavy with the smell of mold and rust and the subtle scent of fear I had learned to recognize so well.And at the center of it all, tied to an old pipe, was Liora Voss.Even after days locked up, dirty, her school uniform torn, and her body marked by exhaustion, she still kept her chin high. Her gray-green eyes shone with a determination that bordered on stubbornness. It wasn’t the look of someone about to beg. It was the look of someone still fighting.And that fascinated me like few things could.After Noah’s visit, we had expected the fear to finally break her. We thought she would confess to being a Bratva spy or collapse into tears and pleas. Instead, her resistance only seemed to grow stronger, like steel being tempered in fire. I loved it. The more she resisted, the more I wanted to fin

CHAPTER 05 — THE PROPOSAL

Luther GreenThe office was submerged in shadows. Only the desk lamp partially lit my brothers’ faces, casting long shadows that danced across the dark walls. The tension was thick, almost electric. I couldn’t stay still. I paced back and forth, my body vibrating with an explosive mix of anxiety, possessiveness, and something deeper I could barely name.When the phone finally rang, Heros put it on speaker without hesitation.“Capo,” Kurt’s voice came through, clear and firm. “I got everything.”“Talk,” Heros ordered.“Liora Elena Voss. Eighteen years old. Enrolled in a public school in Moscow. Average student, stands out in the arts. No history of involvement with any organization. Her mother, Mackenzie, works long shifts as a nurse. The girl spent most of her time home alone. Superficial friends, no major influence. Nothing indicates any connection to the Bratva.”As Kurt spoke, I pictured Liora in that lonely routine. A beautiful, intelligent girl, forgotten by her own mother. Somet

CHAPTER 06 — THE RULES

Liora VossThe basement door opened with a low creak. My entire body tensed, bracing for more pain, more questions, more blades. But it was Luther.He didn’t say anything at first. He just looked at me for long seconds, as if committing every detail to memory—the dirty hair stuck to my face, the torn uniform, the rope marks on my wrists. Then he approached slowly and crouched in front of me.“You accepted,” he murmured, his voice hoarse. “Now you’re ours.”With surprising gentleness for someone with that wild look in his eyes, he untied the ropes binding my wrists. My arms fell like dead weight. The pain was immediate, burning through my shoulders and muscles. Luther caught me around the waist before I collapsed, pulling me against his warm, solid chest.“Let’s get you out of here,” he said against my hair. “But first, we need to make everything very clear.”He lifted me into his arms as if I weighed nothing. We climbed the stairs in silence. My heart was pounding so hard I was sure h

CHAPTER 07 — THE FIRST BREAKFAST

Liora VossI woke slowly, still caught in a confused, heated dream. A low moan slipped from my throat before I even opened my eyes. There was a wet, hot, insistent sensation between my legs—a slow, skilled tongue sliding along my swollen pussy, gently sucking my clit.My body reacted before my mind could catch up. My hips moved on their own, seeking more contact.“Hmm…” I moaned softly, still half-asleep.That’s when I realized where I was.In the king-sized bed. Surrounded by them.Luther was between my spread thighs, his face buried in my pussy, licking me with lazy, possessive hunger. His dark eyes watched me over my shoulder, gleaming with satisfaction at my reaction.

CHAPTER 08 — THE SIEGE

Lohan GreenWe were heading to the main warehouse in two separate armored SUVs. The space inside the vehicle felt cramped, echoing the tension building between us. Normally we traveled in different cars, but with Liora with us, Heros decided it would be safer to keep her in the same vehicle as me and Luther, with two of our soldiers up front. The second armored car, carrying Heros, Noah, and Zedekiah, followed close behind, forming a protected convoy.Between Luther and me, Liora sat quiet and thoughtful, her gaze lost on the dark road ahead. Her silence was deafening. Even after accepting the deal, I could tell her mind was still waging an internal war. Luther had told us she said yes, but the way she kept twisting her hands in her lap showed that acceptance hadn’t fully settled in her chest yet.The most obvious answer for anyone

CHAPTER 09 — THE DAMAGES

Heros GreenThe main warehouse looked like a war zone when our two armored SUVs stopped at the destroyed entrance. Black smoke still rose from the twisted metal structures, mixing with the heavy stench of burnt plastic, gunpowder, and diesel. The main doors had been blown apart, and what remained of the merchandise stock lay scattered across the floor in charred piles. Boxes of weapons, bales of cocaine, and packages of counterfeit money—everything that represented weeks of work—were now nothing but smoking wreckage.I stepped out of the car first, my hand already on my pistol holster. The night air felt thick and heavy, as if the city itself were holding its breath. Behind me, Noah and Zedekiah exited the second vehicle. Luther, Lohan, and the two soldiers guarding Liora stayed in her SUV, keeping her protected inside the armored car.

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