Lahat ng Kabanata ng Owned By The Bratva King: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 5

Trigger warnings: This book contains graphic violence, mature themes, emotional abuse, dark explicit content, and triggering scenes. Reader discretion is advised.~•~•Vladimir•Six years ago,Vladimir Romanov; 22. Daisy Reynolds; 18Panic swelled in my chest as the gruesome scene before me unfolded. A dagger, buried deep in someone's heart, seemed to twist further with every passing moment, courtesy of my father's hand. The victim's agonized writhing on the floor ended with a ghastly spurt of blood from their mouth.I sucked in a sharp, horrified breath. A sickening sense of dread washed over me, and my heart thundered so hard I could hear the beat in my ears.My papa's animalistic growl filled the air, accompanied by a dark, menacing chuckle. "Watch me, son," he sneered. "Watch and learn how I rip his heart out!"I shook my head, terrified to witness the brutality. But a firm hand clamped down on my neck, holding it in place. "Watch, Vlad," my older brother, Mikhail, growled in my e

•Daisy•~•~“Are we having a feast today, Mommy?” Luna asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes as she walked out of the room.A smile curved my lips as I set the last bowl on the table. “Does it look like a feast, baby?” I teased, dropping a plate of fried chicken in front of her.The table was packed with food, far more than what we were used to. I couldn’t blame Luna for thinking it was a celebration.“Well, your mom just hit the jackpot, so yes, it’s definitely a feast,” Brynn chimed in as she stepped out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on the apron tied around her waist.Last night, after she convinced me she’d take care of the kids, we went to bed. This morning, I woke up to a text from Matt… and a $1.5 million alert. He’d kept his word.Brynn and I danced around the house like two crazy people, laughing until we were breathless, and then we rushed to the grocery store, buying all the food we’d been denying ourselves for so long. Today was special, the last day I’d be seeing my kids for

•Vladimir•~•~I stood at the base of the grand staircase, dim lighting casting shadows that stretched like dark tendrils across the marble floor. My hands were shoved in my pockets, fingers tapping rhythmically against my thighs as I waited for my prey tonight – Sergei Petrov.The anticipation was a slow burn in my veins, simmering into something darker.Tonight was not just a normal night—it was a battlefield, and I planned on winning.When Orlov descended the stairs, bringing with him one of Sergei’s men captured by my subordinates, a slow grin formed on my lips. I had never been excited about dealing with riffraff before, but tonight, I was. And all because of Daisy, my little hellcat who had decided to walk back into my life at the perfect time.For three years, I’d combed every inch of the city, Illinois was her hometown, searching for any sign of her, but she had vanished into thin air. And now, she had willingly come to me. Who was I to reject such a beautiful offer? The only