Nikolai Lantsov Mga Nobela at Kwento

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Isabella would occasionally pass by to check whether or not I was dead, I assume, but Yaroslav seemed to have gone MIA. “It seems like the little Luna has been busy” Nikolay said, smiling at me. I smiled back and nodded. Despite the man being who he was, and despite everything going on; the man had the humor and gentle side that would make anyone smile. I didn’t know about his bad side, but I sure as hell didn’t want to see it.

I said, calling the man, watching as he froze, looking at me over his shoulder as he did. “I, Valerie Morozov, accept your rejection, Alpha Alessandro D’Almerita.”

“Leonid Antonov. Built a billion-dollar tech empire focused on data surveillance, facial recognition, and internet control. Has close relationships with FSB leadership. He ruins reputations or erases people from digital existence.” “Nikolai Sidorov. Owns several national TV stations, newspapers, and digital platforms. Crafts public narratives and suppresses dissent.” “Boris Vlasenko. An ex-enforcer turned strategic consigliere. Boris is a grey cardinal who oversees dealings between Bratva factions. Knows where all the bodies are from the previous regime.” “Roman Melnikov.Controls massive infrastructure projects, including bridges, highways, and state-funded housing. He has built half of mode

Two men stood next to Victor, and their presence sent a spurt of frozen adrenaline through his system. To his right, there sat Dmitri Volkov, the notorious "Tsar of Siberian Gas." The granite-jawed mogul with a track record for crushing competitors with the tacit support of the Kremlin. He was oligarchy personified—Politically unstoppable, pitiless, and wallowing in mineral wealth.

The man wept in a weak voice. “Hey, you are right, just give me your full name.” He sighed. “I am Antonio Kireev, I was Luka's bodyguard, that's the truth. Now, please beg him to let me go.” He cried. Just then I heard footsteps and I moved away from the man. Nikolai and Lev walked back into the room. “Anya, your information checked out. The sketches were a match with two men from the group, we got their names already and soon we should have their locations.” Nikolai announced happily.

He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes. Nathaniel never talked much but always stood up against the bullies who targeted weak people. His one menacing look made the bullies question their existence. I sighed in relief when I saw my classroom from my peripheral vision. I almost jumped out of excitement becau- “Wait up Fatso, Where is my assignment, essay or whatever the hell you were supposed to complete? I turned around ready to be grilled. I saw Danika Williams and her minions. “I didn’t do it” I murmured looking down.

“Don’t even fucking start with me.” Scrutinizingly, Anatoly crossed his hands over his chest, arching a questioning brow at me. “I’m sure this can’t be bad for you. You’re Nikolai. TheNiko Yezhov. You don’t have a fucking Achilles heel. You can handle anything.”

SARAH “The Yamamoto deal, Mr Lively. Tell me all about it,” Nikolai said, locking eyes with the man. I will my ears to the conversation and listen in on the conversation. Let's hope Nikolai doesn't catch me. “I- what? I don't understand, Mr Mezzeselma," Mr Lively said, his shoulders tensing up. Nikolai nodded as he brought out his phone and put it on. He showed Mr Lively the screen.

Now that Jessica mentioned about Nikolai’s father, it has dawned on him that she has never seen that man before. He knew about him, but even at the party, he has never shown his face. Oliver Laurent. Aside from his name and the openly known fact that he owns an empire of business, specifically in Aeronotics and Energy, there was little to know about him. “What-”