Nikolai Lantsov Novels & Stories

I pull up my contacts, scrolling past names until I find the one I need. Konstantin Volkov.

His words have both of us laughing so hard that for a moment I forget everything that is going on around us and it feels so good, so needed. "Warrior Robbie. How can I help you?" A strange voice brings my laughter to an immediate stop as a guy comes to stand in front of us. He's incredibly tall and muscular and looks like he could scare even the meanest of wolves. "Yes, Johnathan. Alpha Nicholas is in the gym. He has asked for some privacy but I would like you to guard the door while he's in there. There's too much shit going on right now for him to be left unguarded."

I continued, voice lowering, “but to rebuild and restructure.” “Rebuild what?” Kazuo asked. “The world thinks the YBA is crumbling.” I smirked gently then replied, “Let them, Because while the media watches the smoke, we’ll be moving underground.” I turned to the large iron door behind me. With a nod, it opened slowly—revealing a man in a dark navy suit, his presence cold, clean, and quiet. “This,” I said, pointing at him with my index finger.“is Nikolai Volkov. From Russia.”

said the man named Aaron. Hearing that explanation, Alisa was immediately stunned. The girl apparently knew something about the four of them. “Input on public policy? So Sir and Madam…” The four of them smiled at the Telhi girl and introduced themselves. “Ah, it seems you just found out, beautiful girl. Let me introduce myself. I am Natalia Zabitova, an environmental researcher from the Volga.” “Nice to meet you too. My name is Kylian Njoroge. A researcher in the defense and security field of the kingdom from Keydoria.”

After hearing the Italian Mafia Boss's order everyone switched into action. " I got it! " Willy, the short man from a corner replied. " Konstantin Dmitri visited the western Hall rent last week twice. Afterwards he invited a surgeon into his lair. In his account the amount of $4,976,468,588,568 was deducted for some reason I couldn't pinpoint. Then earlier today he hired a bomb experts. Right now he is in new York, having a light party with some strippers "

First profile popped up. "Let's start the intros." PROFILE 1: KIRILL VOLKOV "Head of the Volkov Family. Kirill Volkov. 58. Alpha." Dante explained. "Sharp businessman. Cars, tech. Owns half of Russia basically. Never breaks a promise. Has huge contacts. Very possessive of his family." Lorenzo nodded. Just like Dad said. PROFILE 2: ARINA VOLKOV "Second, Arina Volkov. Wife. 52. Omega."

Rafael Moretti was an actual lunatic. I wondered who Nikolai Vetrov was.

He was so close I could smell his cologne mixed with something else - something masculine and dangerous that made my head spin. "Nikolai isn't just some man you can walk up to and demand justice from," Lorenzo continued, his voice dropping even lower. One of his hands came up to rest on the desk beside me, effectively caging me in. "He's one of the most powerful Russians in the country and before us, he owned Milan. He still has connections everywhere - police, judges, politicians. A dangerous man, Ellie," Lorenzo's jaw ticked, "Dangerous for you." He added with a firm tone.

“He’d know my encryption. He’d know how to mess with the system to make it look like I was the one who leaked it.” “Frame you.” “Exactly.” Marco rubbed the bridge of his nose. “So we’re looking at a ghost with access to international servers, ties to the De Luca data, and a personal vendetta against you. Great.” I tried to keep my voice steady. “Do you know his name?” Nikolai paused, then said, “Sergei Antonov.” Just hearing that name sent a chill through me. I’d come across it before—whispered in Verona, buried in my father's files. A man with no identity, no official records, just rumors.

I say and smile. He gets behind me, and I start gridding my ass on him. We are dancing to the song LUV by Tory Lanez. He grips my hips, pulling me closer to him. I see Nick and Mila join us. I try not to look their way because Nick is looking at us like he wants to punish me and rip Logan apart.