**GORBACHEV ENTERPRISE**Aiden stood by the window, watching April pace back and forth. Her hands were trembling, and her face was flushed with a mix of anger and anxiety. Since Lucifer’s abrupt visit, she had been on edge, her emotions running wild.“He found out, Aiden,” she said, her voice shaky but bitter. “How could he not? A man like him—controlling almost the whole of Russia—this would be a piece of cake for him.”Aiden approached her slowly, trying to maintain his calm demeanor. “April, you need to calm down. Getting worked up like this won’t help anything. We knew this day would come.”April shook her head, still pacing. “But how, Aiden? How could he just waltz into my life after everything? After all that he’s done?”Aiden hesitated before speaking again. “Do you trust him, April? I mean…do you think you could ever accept him back, knowing that he’s the father of your children?”April stopped in her tracks, spinning around to face Aiden, her eyes wide with disbelief. “Trust
April lay on the couch, trying to relax as Aiden prepared some food in the kitchen. The house was unusually quiet; the kids were still at school, and Katya and Dmitri were off at work. The silence was comforting but also unsettling, as her mind couldn’t stop replaying the events of the day. Lucifer’s appearance at her office weighed heavily on her, and the emotional toll left her exhausted. She sighed and closed her eyes, hoping for a moment of peace. But then, there was a knock at the door.“Aiden, are you expecting anyone?” April asked, her voice hoarse.Aiden peeked his head out from the kitchen, concern in his eyes. “No, not at all. Should I get it?”The knock came again, louder this time, more insistent.April felt a strange pull. Something told her she needed to open that door herself. Slowly, she dragged her tired body off the couch, her legs shaky but determined. She hobbled toward the door, her hand trembling as it reached for the handle.As soon as she opened the door, her
April, Bluey, and Pistol were in the middle of a much-needed catch-up, enjoying their lunch like old times. Aiden had set a lovely table for them before heading back to the office, leaving the house to the three friends. The room echoed with laughter, loud chatter, and the occasional scream of excitement as they reminisced about their wild days. It was as if time had reversed, bringing them back to the carefree chaos of their younger years.Bluey was mid-sentence, telling a particularly hilarious story about a misadventure at a concert years ago, when the doorbell rang.April chuckled, shaking her head. “Aiden probably forgot something,” she said, pushing back her chair. “I’ll get it.”Feeling a renewed sense of energy from the joy her friends brought, April walked to the door, no longer weighed down by exhaustion or stress. But as soon as she opened the door, her mouth dropped in shock.Standing there, grinning like they’d just pulled off the ultimate surprise, were Jessica, Geneviev
Death is his middle name when messed with.........Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.His background was shrouded in mystery, but whispers of his brutal rise to power and merciless tactics had cemented his infamous reputation. Those who crossed him were dealt with swiftly and brutally, their fate a warning to others who dared to challenge his authority. He's known as Lucifer.Lucifer sat in his study going through some files when his Beta, Mikhail Baryshnikov Darkclaw, walked in. There is no difference with the two, just that Vladimir is the chosen one by the moon goddess to be the Alpha of the Pack but Vladimir chose him as his B
Lucifer walked out of his chambers out with his normal dark and ominous aura surrounding him. His cold face that could send shivers down anyone's spine. He's the definition of cuteness, a well crafted product from the Gods but he doesn't have a heart or maybe the Gods forgot to give him a heart. He stood at the main hall waiting for Mikhail to come down. 👥 Good morning Lord Marino.He ignored them as usual and started walking out. " Don't you dare leave me" Mikhail threatened, waking out of his chambers too. Lucifer turned, he looked at him coldly but still ignore him. Mikhail has always been his good friend ever since they were pups. Mikhail is the only step brother that cared for him and he would anything to make him happy. His father married two wives. The first wife was the crowned Luna Diamond, beautiful and gentle as a dove. She gave birth to three children. Vladimir, Alexander and Delight. The second wife was gentle but was strict. She's a concubine, concubine Loveth. She g
★★★ NEXT MORNING~~~KIZHI VILLAGE★★★★★7AM★★The morning sun cast long shadows over the modest houses of Kizhi Village. Several sleek, black cars halted in front of April's house, their presence a stark contrast to the rustic charm of the village. Maria was already sitting outside, anxiously awaiting the inevitable. She knew they would come early to collect the money she owed. As the men emerged from the cars, she scanned their faces, searching for any sign of Lord Mikhail or Lord Marino, but neither was there. She sighed heavily, her heart sinking.Luciano walked towards her with a commanding presence, his black attire immaculate and his demeanor cold. His every step exuded authority, making the men around him appear even more menacing."Miss Maria Lopez," one of the men read from a ledger, "you owe us 2 million dollars, which you collected on November 26th last year."Maria swallowed hard, her gaze locked onto Luciano. "I know, but I don't have the money with me," she admitted, her v
The atmosphere in the slave quarters was thick with fear and despair. The slaves, huddled in their corners, were accustomed to the harsh conditions and brutal treatment, but nothing could prepare them for the terror that was about to unfold.Annihilator strode into the quarters. The slaves cowered, their terror palpable as the beast scanned the room. Its sudden appearance caused a ripple of panic, and many tried to make themselves as small as possible, hoping to avoid its wrath.Without warning, Annihilator lunged at a young boy. The boy didn't even have time to scream before his head was ripped from his body. Blood sprayed across the room, and the wolf drank deeply, savoring its kill. The sight was too much for some of the slaves, who fainted at the gruesome spectacle. The cloud-covered moon and the onset of heavy rain added to the macabre scene.Annihilator howled into the stormy night, its call echoing through the quarters and instilling even more fear in the hearts of the slaves.
Next morning, April lay on her thin mattress, her body aching from the abuse she had endured the previous night. The pain was relentless, a constant reminder of her new reality. Suddenly, a bucket of cold water was dumped over her, jolting her awake."Get up, slave," a rough voice barked. April blinked, shivering from the cold, her body protesting every movement as she struggled to stand.She made her way outside, her steps slow and painful. As she exited the quarters, she noticed a girl with similar scars, her walk labored and unsteady. The girl’s face bore the same haunted look April had seen in her reflection, a look that spoke of suffering and despair.Before she could approach the girl, a woman in her mid-thirties, with stern features and a no-nonsense demeanor, stepped forward. "I am Lydia, the chief maid," she announced, her voice carrying authority. "You will follow my instructions to the letter, or face severe punishment."Lydia began assigning tasks to the gathered slaves. "