Natasha Romanoff Significant Other Novels & Stories

I said looking at her through the mirror “and I don’t even need to mention that the man is a bloody mafia don! Of all the people that you could have chosen for me, you chose a bloody Russian Pakhan!” “Natalia, you know that it is impossible for you to find a mate. You getting married to Damien would only make you stronger, why are you so angry about that?” Mum asked. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down as she reminded me of a fact that I had nothing to do with. I was punished for HER sin, and now I was paying for it too “mafia or not, the man has been fair with you since the engagement party. I haven’t seen or heard anything of him that seemed suspicious toward you…”

Skye wouldn't let me out of his sight even though I keep challenging his enamored relationship with Natasha which was now officially in public despite the fact that he has not placed a ring on her finger or lawfully wedded her. It kills me whenever I see them together. The love between them seems so fake and not genuine like that of him and Ava. He didn't care if Natasha did right or wrong, came late or not, it just didn't bother him. Sometimes I find him in deep thought in his study room.

I replied with a smirk on my face. “You should do it cleanly,” Baldwin advised. “I can refer you to a professional in matters like that.” “I will take care of it, sir,” I told him confidently. “Of course, you will,” he sighed. "Next person?” “It’s the last person,” I told him as I scrolled to the last slide. “She is Bruce’s wife, Natasha Hills now Natasha Stamford.” “Interesting. She is your ex-girlfriend. How do you intend to take care of her?” Baldwin asked.

Natasha said. Five seconds passed and there was still silence. "What's the relationship between us?" He finally broke the silence. Took a while before Natasha was able to come up with a response, "Just a doctor finding solutions to your mom's health issues." "Just that?" Natasha thought and said, "and a brother to my friend, Titiana." "Is that all?" Natasha couldn't seem to think of any other thing that binds them together so she answered, "yes, that's all."

On their fourth anniversary, Katya Volkov waits for a husband who never comes home. Then she discovers the truth: Dimitri Orlov has been living a secret life with his widowed sister-in-law. Heartbroken, Katya signs the divorce papers, only to find Dimitri refusing to let her go. Then Roman Dashkov enters her life, offering the one thing Dimitri never did: a reason to believe in love again. But Dimitri isn't ready to lose his wife. And when jealousy turns into obsession, Katya may discover that walking away from the man she loved is only the beginning of the war.

But vampires never truly stayed dead, not in numbers. “And you… don’t you think about her?” I asked finally, forcing my eyes back to Ronald. He dropped the newspaper onto his lap, exhaling through his nose with a scoff. “To be honest? I never thought Natasha liked me. Not really. She only liked you, Reynold. She always did.” The words cut sharper than I expected. I stiffened. “That’s not true.” Ronald leaned back into the leather seat, folding his arms. “Don’t fool yourself. I saw the way she looked at you. She tolerated me and Robert, but you? You were her center. If it were only up to her, she’d have bonded to you alone.”

The words hung in the air, heavy and final. Josh opened his mouth, desperate to speak, but nothing came out. Pain flashed across his face. Evelyn reached for his arm, but he didn’t seem to feel it. He just stood there, staring at the woman he had once called his wife — now standing tall, beautiful, and untouchable beside another man. Aaron’s hand rested lightly on Natasha’s lower back, a silent show of support. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t need to. His presence alone made it clear whose side he was on.

Natasha and Mason in the other one, and another one with him and all his children, including Sienna and Diamond holding Natasha by the legs. Natasha hadn’t set foot in Kanla since the day we took her home, she called Frost often to find out if Sienna was getting better. I still hadn’t had the chance to tell Sienna the truth about Natasha as yet because it was a messed up case of miss identity. Not that I had any intention of informing my wife, the woman she thought I had feelings for was something else entirely.

"Natalya means nothing to me. She was a fling, and I have no business with flings. She is a part of the Mafia too, the head of her own clan. What we had was strictly business and nothing more. I had forgotten about the short-term thing between us because it was a long time ago, and was even glad when I heard of the engagement between her and Richard. But seeing that bottle...I was surprised too." "Then what does she want?" I pressed, my pulse quickening. He sighed, leaning forward, his elbows resting on the table. "I haven't been keeping tabs on what's happening in my community lately, so I asked Raven to tell me everything. There's a large family in my community called the Romanovs, and the

Looks: 5’7, White, brown round eyes, wrinkles, brown short hair always on a ponytail, slim. Family: Raphael Lockwood (boss, like a son) / Robert Smith (husband) / Isbella (Tammy) Smith (daughter) Friends: N/A Romeo Karkov (62) Job: Leader of the Russian mafia Raphael’s biggest enemy Personality: despicable, unfaithful, rude, dangerous, womaniser, disrespectful Looks: 5’7, White greasy hair, Fat, wrinkles, with uneven teeth. Scar on the right side of his face, green eyes.