ReencounterAs I entered the house, Mike grabbed my arm abruptly, nearly throwing me onto the sofa."Where have you been?" he murmured angrily."At Sasha's house," I explained weakly, bewildered by his anger."And you didn't even bother to answer the phone?" he asked, raising an eyebrow."I was busy."Mike grunted in frustration."Instead of going to Sasha's, you should have gone to the doctor. You've been a mess all week, unable to keep down food or even cook. You need to do something before the virus gets worse," he insisted, and I pressed my lips into a thin line.Since returning to New York, he had been in a terrible mood, as if the Mike I knew before had stayed in Russia.I sighed, trying to understand. He deserves to know anyway; he's my brother, and I live in his house, plus he hasn't asked for a cent since I stopped working."This isn't something that gets fixed so easily," I muttered. "This discomfort will last for a couple of months, I think," I said, and he furrowed his bro
Back to Russia"Pack only the essentials; I'll get new things for you. Forget about this life and your things here; I'll even get you a more decent car.""My car is perfectly fine," I glared at him.His eyes met mine, and there was only one expression in his: "Don't mess with me.""Pack now and make sure not to vomit in my truck, do that, and we'll be fine for now.""For now?""We still have to talk about us, I know it, and you know it. Besides, I'd like an explanation of why you left so suddenly and, also, how you could get pregnant when every time we were together, we used protection."Did he not know that there was a very small percentage where contraceptives could fail? And I hadn't even told him that the doctor assured me I couldn't have children of my own."Do you doubt your paternity?""Do I not have the right to doubt?"I raised my eyebrows with wounded pride.Clearly, he thought my life plan included him and a baby. Yes, just what a girl like me needed: a baby and a future wi
Living with Nikolay"I was just trying to be a gentleman," I muttered through gritted teeth, already irritated."You?" she murmured sarcastically.I let it slide, knowing we'd argue all day if we kept at it."Fine. Is this room okay, or do you want to switch to a larger one?""This room is the nicest I've been in in this dark and gloomy house," she said, looking around. "I like it."I had to quickly suppress a smile."Hurry up, take a shower and change. Your clothes are in the closet, which, by the way, is quite empty."She opened her mouth, likely to call me an idiot, but she held back as I continued."I got you some clothes; I think you'll like them," I said, indicating before turning to leave."Nikolay," she called, and I turned to glance at her briefly. "Who changed me?""I did," I replied, stating the obvious, as if she had asked the most absurd question in the world. "I've seen it all, darling, and I still very much enjoy the view.""Was that supposed to be a compliment?" She lo
An important meetingNikolayI slumped into the office chair and adjusted my tie.Damn stupid Fernando García, the son of a bitch messed things up big time.If only Margaret wasn't pregnant, things would be so different. I probably would have just let the Germans do whatever the hell they pleased with him.That bastard had to do business with them; it could have been another mafia, but no. It had to be those damn Germans."Sir?" I raised my gaze to meet Matt's, one of my men."The brother is in the basement; we thought you'd want to handle the interrogation."I nodded before standing up and leaving my tie on the desk. They always ended up stained with blood every time I had to take care of these things.I descended the stairs to the basement; there were several rooms, all soundproof, although it's not like anyone could hear. No one would say anything or call the police.They never did.***"Bring everyone to the meeting room; I have something to say."Will, my right-hand man, grimaced
A new friendMargaret"Miss Queen?" Sara's gentle movements and voice woke me up."Mmmm?" It was the best I could do for her. My throat was dry, and I couldn't do much."You have visitors."I frowned. Visitors? Sasha didn't even know where I was; I hadn't been able to talk to her yet. I couldn't think of who could be visiting me."Who?" I managed to ask."Miss Melisa Volkov.""Are you sure she's not here to see Nikolay?" I asked, unable to hide the bitterness in my voice.I didn't like the idea of women coming to see Nikolay at the house where I was staying against my will. Not bringing women would be the minimum respect he could give."Darling, Mrs. Volkov is married to his right-hand man, besides, he considers her like a sister. She's not here for that. She's here to help you adapt to your new life. I'm sure you'll find a friend in her."I had to admit I liked what she was saying. I arrived in Nikolay's world abruptly and unexpectedly. I didn't know what to expect, and I liked the i
Overprotective“Max said you received the accounting books,” he brought up a topic I wasn't expecting right now.“Yes, I'm going over them and analyzing,” I cleared my throat, feeling a nagging sensation in my throat.“You know about the gang meeting. Are Sariah and Melissa helping you?”“They're being very kind to me, although I don't see the need for…” I began to say, but he interrupted.“Sweetie, dresses, preparations, and all that stuff is women's business, I don't know about that, but Sariah and Melissa are experts, I trust both of them, and all the other women get along with them and respect them, and the members' girlfriends don't even dare to speak to them. With them instructing you, you'll be fine.”“I like them,” I smiled involuntarily.“They're good, that's why I sent you with them, honey. Hand me over to Melisa, okay? I'll see you at home later; we'll talk about something pending, okay?”“Okay,” I murmured before handing the phone to Melisa, who answered, and within a seco
The Secret AngerI opened my eyes at the insistent noise, got out of bed, and grabbed the robe from the closet before heading out to find the source of the commotion.Loud growls full of fury became clearer and clearer as I approached a room, which I believed to be an office... or so Sara said.Although a part of me screamed that I shouldn't approach, that I should walk away from it right now, my stupid self kept getting closer.The door was ajar, allowing me to see, as I approached, a scene I wished I hadn't seen.Nikolay was seriously out of control; I watched him slam his fists against the wooden desk, and I heard it crack.After that, he went for a shelf with glass doors; his fist pierced the glass, and then he continued with the rest until he lifted the shelf from the floor and dropped it onto the ground.The deafening noise wasn't what disturbed me; it was the blood dripping onto the floor from his knuckles; it was what made my heart race faster, but it was his eyes filled with
Trap the ShitSuddenly he pointed down the hallway.Melisa's eyes darkened before she looked at me, and I instinctively approached her."Baby, she's Aunt Margaret, she'll take care of you and check your wound while I talk to your mommy, okay?"He just nodded, and Melisa stood up before heading to the room down the hall. Needless to say, I had no doubt she wasn't going to speak at all."Let me see that," I murmured, stepping closer to the boy who showed me the wound, shyly.There were several scratch marks along his hand and part of his forearm, some deep enough to draw blood and others not bleeding but would heal nonetheless.I hoped Melisa would kick the stupid bitch of a mother's ass; the bitch deserved a good beating.What kind of mother does that to her child?"It hurts, it hurts a lot," his words mingled with sobs and tears.He reached out to me, arms extended, asking to be picked up. I held him in my arms, rocking him gently, and heard noises from the room Melisa had entered.Sh
A New LifeMargaretIt had been a year since my brother's death. He was buried in the park where we used to go for walks when everything was fine, long before we discovered where he was getting the money that kept us afloat.Nikolay didn't understand why I still felt affection for my brother, despite everything he had done. I didn't even know myself, but I supposed I was grateful to him for taking care of me when we were alone in the world.However, now I was not alone and would never be again.It had been a very long year, but finally, Nikolay had left behind the mobster life he had led before he met me, although that didn't mean he couldn't afford the luxuries to support his son and me.In fact, our wedding had been postponed at my request. I wanted a peaceful atmosphere and to avoid any misfortune."What's wrong, darling?" Nikolay asked me with a concerned expression."It's nothing... I was just thinking..." I bit my lip, letting out a brief sigh."It's supposed to make you stop t
Recovering KatrinaMargaret The next morning, I changed my clothes and headed towards Katrina's room. It had been some time since I had set up her crib in the adjoining room, and I felt very strange without my little one nearby. Although thanks to her and John, Nikolay was back by my side, and this time I wasn't going to lose him for anything in the world.I had arranged to meet him in Central Park, but first I needed to feed and bathe Katrina.I entered her room and approached the crib with a smile... a smile that froze on my face when I saw the empty crib. I tried not to lose my mind, but it was very difficult.Then, I remembered the kind conversation I had with Mike, and something didn't add up.I had never wanted to harm anyone, but I knew that if I found the man I once called brother, it would be very difficult for me not to kill him for taking my daughter.I ran to the living room and called Nikolay, who answered on the second ring. I couldn't help but tell him the events hasti
Perverse PlanMikeI knew I had behaved like a pig with Margaret, but I was truly going crazy without her, and it had always been the two of us... until that damn Nikolay Ivanov got in the way.I had to lie that I was going to distance myself from them to get him off my back, but I also knew people and had my tricks to give his men the slip, and with the help of a favor, I was already on my way to New York.Margaret didn't want to see me, but I needed to confirm that the rumors about her giving birth to a daughter from that damn Russian mutt were true. I needed to see it with my own damn eyes.I glanced at the clock. It was lunchtime, and for sure my Margo was with that guy, living the life I had yearned for all my life.Since the confrontation we had that night in the park, I had avoided crossing paths with him by all means, and I even gave Margaret a choice, but I had to leave far away and now I was back.I couldn't believe what had happened; Margaret had gone through a lot, and the
A ProposalNikolayI had to travel to Russia following an important lead and sort out some matters.I missed my wife and daughter terribly, so I sent for them when I realized my affairs were going to delay me more than expected.We then spent another week in New York. I made sure to see Margaret every day when I had a free moment, as the rest of the day I was busy running errands and working like crazy to wrap up all my business.I didn't want to condemn my daughter to a bad life, nor Margaret, although I wasn't ready to break this news to her yet.During those days, I didn't encounter Mike again, and that was a relief. The bastard had begged me for mercy, and although I usually didn't give it to anyone, I thought of Margaret and how sad she would be if I ended her only brother, even if he was an asshole.It's not like I cared in the slightest about what he thought, but I had to keep an eye on him from now on, mainly because he loved Margaret, or so he said. Besides, I was sure that i
Family DinnerI didn't know Nikolay's brothers well, but the last time they all appeared together; it had been fun, crazy, and overwhelming at the same time.One thing all the Ivanov brothers had in common was their love for splurging money and, above all, arguing with each other over any little thing.Although they hadn't had the chance to travel yet, Nikolay's brothers had photos of Kat, and they had sent her beautiful gifts, although I had to return one or two.It seemed that Yarik thought a necklace and earrings of rubies were appropriate for a baby who hadn't even turned two yet.After he got the message, he deigned to copy his sisters' gifts and sent toys and clothes. The only brother who had held baby Kat in his arms was Levy. Nikolay acted as if he didn't care, but he couldn't completely hide the smile on his face.But my daughter hadn't met her grandparents yet, and that terrified me a little.Victoria and Alexey Ivanov, as always, looked like they came out of a magazine, but
The Baby On The Way"LOOK AT THE DAMN ROAD, NIKOLAY IVANOV!" she screamed with panic, almost deafening me."Is it time already? Are you giving birth?" I felt my heart in my mouth, Margaret seemed to be pushing and I didn't want to receive her under these circumstances. "Damn it, what do I do?!""Just keep driving! Ahhhh!" she screamed and the pained groan sent shivers down my spine.I felt like I was going to lose my damn mind.We raced to the emergency room and they almost had to put me on a gurney, but I didn't want to miss the birth of my daughter, so I had to behave like a true man and get up from there, having one of the most memorable episodes when I heard my baby's cry.My girl, a beautiful baby girl whom I could smother with kisses, starting with those chubby cheeks."You're strong and brave, baby," I kissed her sweaty forehead and she smiled at me. "I'm so proud of you.""Thank you for being with me and for staying for the delivery," she smiled half-heartedly, looking quite t
LeakageDays later"Sir, I have to inform you about a Code Orange."Damn."What's going on, Tyrell?" A shiver ran down my spine."Sir, I've been called by the police, where Mike was detained, reporting that he escaped and they haven't found him yet."The hair on the back of my neck stood up."Tyrell, how is that possible?" I pounded the table in frustration. "Call Abel and sort this out now."My mind raced; I couldn't believe it. He was sick. Would he come here?Margaret.I looked at Tyrell with wide eyes, and he nodded with concern. He knew what I was thinking."Have Luca be Margaret's bodyguard. I don't want her going anywhere alone, understood?" Tyrell nodded. "Alright, I want Luca with her. I don't know how I'll do it, but I'll try to convince him," I sighed and rubbed my temples.This would be a problem, I knew it. This was a sign that someone like me didn't deserve to be happy; eventually, the darkness of my past would catch up with me, preventing me from being happy."Yes, sir.
HitsNikolayAfter leaving Margaret with my sister and Kate, I couldn't help but feel uneasy, like a strange premonition in my stomach.I was sure it wasn't paranoia; it was a feeling I had often when danger was looming, and I hoped none of our enemies would dare to ruin my wife's vacation, because they would have to deal with me.I was capable of pulling out someone's teeth one by one if they interfered.I tried to relax and called Will; he could surely cover for me for a few days while I stayed close to Margaret, just in case.I left the hotel where I was staying, wanting to clear my mind and wondering if it was Jennifer or that idiot Mike lurking around to continue messing with our lives.I strolled leisurely, contemplating the scenery, but something interrupted my peaceful walk. Someone managed to block me and threw me to the ground roughly.Seeing that it was Mike, I counted to ten. I had to avoid hurting him by all means, or Margaret would be angry. We hadn't talked about what w
JealousMy brother smiled."Don't worry, if they're leaving, we'll go after them," he said sympathetically.I raised an eyebrow."Seriously? I thought you didn't repeat," I joked. "And now you want to go after a girl? What happened to 'if I've seen you once, I don't remember you'?""I like her like no other, but you know what women want from us," he chuckled.Being in our position was sometimes a curse. You never knew when or who might stab you in the back. Women's eyes lit up when they knew you had money."I want to take it slow with her, get to know her, see how things go," he nodded. He was right to take it slow if he wasn't sure."If she's still around tomorrow, we can meet up for dinner or drinks around 4," he patted my shoulder. "I haven't seen you in quite some time," he reminded me.My brother and I got along very well, but we had both been immersed in work, unable to find anything else that motivated us more. Now I had found it: my precious goddess, and I had seen her displea