“You should end things with him.” A husky deep voice echoes from the darkness. I freeze in place, his thick Russian accent sent shivers down my spine. I could only make out his large form from the dim lights of the smoking area. “H-how long have you been standing there?” I shivered, not from the cold but from an unsettling feeling. He chuckles richly causing my heart rate to quicken as I watch a small flicker of light before smoke puffs out into the air. “Go inside, krasotka it’s too cold for that little dress of yours...” ******** Josephine Beaumont would’ve never imagined that working as a personal nurse for a wealthy French businessman would entangle her into a deadly web of mafia rivalries. Struggling with financial issues and a toxic relationship, she catches the attention of the dangerous and ruthless Russian pakhan, Sasha Romanov and a deep dark obsession brews takes root in his heart. He stalks her every move with burning desire and manipulates their meeting in the pretense of fate, pulling her into the dangerous dark world of the mafia. Delve into this dark, steamy mafia romance filled with obsession, power, and high-stakes danger, BRATVA'S OBSESSION will leave you breathless and craving more.
View MoreJosephine The sky also mourned Mathew as rain came down as tears, soaking the ends of my black dress and shoes. I stood motionless with glossy eyes, staring at the freshly dug grave where Mathew laid in peace. The biting cold didn’t matter, my aching feet didn’t matter also, Mathew was gone. I stood there with a soaked bouquet in one hand and Evelyn holding an umbrella beside me. Everyone trickled away slowly, whispering their condolences to hurry out of the rain. Mathew’s family never said a word to me, they stared at me with hatred in their eyes before deciding to leave, leaving I and Evelyn alone. “Jo....Let’s go, the rain is getting stronger.....” she murmured softly. She was right, the rain wasn’t going to stop anytime soon but right now I want to be left alone in my thoughts. “You can go on Evelyn, I want to be alone.....” Her brows furrowed in concern. “Alone in the rain? No, I can’t leave you like this.” I let out an agitated sigh. “I can head home alone....plea
Josephine That night i couldn’t seem to fall asleep. Every time I had closed my eyes, his face flashed behind my eyelids. Those piercing grey eyes that haunts my thoughts, I couldn’t seem to ignore the unsettling feelings. I sat on the edge of the stiff motel bed with my knees to my chest, pondering on the events of last night. The constant ticking of the wall clock didn’t help to ease the turmoil I felt in my heart. Confusion etched it’s way into my head, how could we go from regular banter to physical abuse? I was aware of Mathew’s anger issues but it never went as far as to lay hands on me. My phone buzzed, eliciting a shocked gasp from my lips. “My goodness!” Thankfully it wasn’t Mathew but Evelyn, I swiped to answer quickly. “Hey Jo, is everything alright?” Her voice sounding concerned. My brows furrowed in confusion., clearing my throat painfully. “Uh...yeah, i-i sent a text calling in sick.” There was a pause at the other end before she spoke up. “Jo, you sound
Jospehine “Fuckk...you feel so good Jo.” Mathew whimpered grinding into me eagerly. At this point I was already over the sex, it wasn’t enjoyable anymore. Mathew only focused on his pleasure and not mine so sex with him sucked ass.... I laid there, resisting the urge to yawn as he grunted into my ear and slammed into me in an attempt to turn me on but it just felt uncomfortable. The image of a certain grey eyed man flashes into my head and that sends shivers down my spine. My breath hitches with flushed cheeks, eyes closed, imaging his gruff Russian accent whispering nasty things into my ear. I unconsciously clench against Mathew, turned on by my imagination. “Damn, ugh!” He cums abruptly into the latex confinement of the condom and that sadly breaks my imagination. Annoyance simmered in my chest as he rolled off me, panting hard like a thirsty dog..... “Babe, that was awesome....” He chuckled to himself. My eyes widens as a slap of realization hits me. I had just imag
Sasha My stale glass of Vodka sat untouched on my desk, silence filled the room with the rhythmic ticking of the ornate clock. I leaned back with my eyes fixed on the monitor before me. The security footage was grainy, but it didn’t matter as long as she was on the screen. There she is, walking through the coble street of Chevalier’s estate on her way for his weekly checkups. Pausing the screen, I glanced down to the printed photos on my desk. They were taken through the past two weeks. One of her jogging around the park with headphones on and her tight little sports workout clothes. The others were taken when she was out for work or little grocery runs with her boyfriend- a man who doesn’t deserve her. My curiosity had suddenly turned into some kind of sick obsession.... “What is it about you, Josephine Beaumont......?” I mumbled lowly. It didn’t make sense. I’ve seen countless women who were beautiful, confident, desperate. Yet none of them had ever aroused my curiosity
Josephine “Jo?” Mathew called out, cutting me from the predatory trap that the mysterious grey eyed man had on me. I cleared my throat, my ears burning in embarrassment of shamelessly staring at another man. Mathew looked ahead, his eyes darting across the room to see what I was looking at. “W-what were you looking at?” I place my palm on his hands with a tight reassuring smile. “It’s nothing, I was lost in thought.” “Thoughts?..... I was speaking to you about my goals babe....” He clenched his teeth in anger. My heart was still racing, I could tell that he still had his eyes on me but I forced myself not to give him the attention. Everything, the food, Mathew, my birthday....they all didn’t matter anymore. I felt nauseous. “E-excuse me, I need to go to the ladies room.” “What the hell? He whispered harshly. Mathew called out but I was already up from my seat, ignoring all the stares thrown at me I walked quickly, following the signs leading to the women’s restroom.
Happy birthday my ass, there was nothing happy about today which is my birthday. Firstly, my shift started so early in the morning, secondly, I had missed the bus because I didn’t wake up on time and thirdly to top it all, birthday sex with Mathew sucked ass! Thankfully the bus stopped right across the street from Saint Peterson’s memorial hospital that I currently worked at. I sipped my morning tea, crossing the street to the hospitals gate. “Happy birthday, Jo!” The security guard waved. I held back from groaning out loud but gave him a polite smile and waved back in a hurry. I was probably the only person that hated when others knew about my birthday which was a strange feeling. The strong scent of antiseptics that filled the hospital air immediately wafted my nostrils as i rushed into the elevator to my ward. Slipping into my routine was easy while I masked my exhaustion with a fake smile. I have gotten used to the chaos of my unlucky life, long hours, meager pay, toxic
Josephine My teeth chattered harshly as the chilly night air hit my exposed skin. I had received a sudden text instructing me to Mr Chevalier's home for an emergency and of course it had to be at the middle of a chilly night. I moved my feet quickly across the dimly lit street that led to his home or more like a freaking mansion. My brows furrowed instinctively as I noticed there were more guards stationed around the perimeters. “What the hell?.....” I muttered to myself. Anxiety makes it’s way to my heart causing my pulse to quicken as I walk towards the large gate. The stoic guard says nothing but guides me through the long front yard of the mansion. The air felt tense as my eyes glanced around in slight fear, something doesn’t feel right. “E-excuse me, is Mr Chevalier okay?” The stoic bodyguard doesn’t reply, instead he quickens his steps to the main entrance of the mansion. My body instantly felt relieved as the warm air seeped into my skin, I let out a relieved
Josephine My teeth chattered harshly as the chilly night air hit my exposed skin. I had received a sudden text instructing me to Mr Chevalier's home for an emergency and of course it had to be at the middle of a chilly night. I moved my feet quickly across the dimly lit street that led to his home or more like a freaking mansion. My brows furrowed instinctively as I noticed there were more guards stationed around the perimeters. “What the hell?.....” I muttered to myself. Anxiety makes it’s way to my heart causing my pulse to quicken as I walk towards the large gate. The stoic guard says nothing but guides me through the long front yard of the mansion. The air felt tense as my eyes glanced around in slight fear, something doesn’t feel right. “E-excuse me, is Mr Chevalier okay?” The stoic bodyguard doesn’t reply, instead he quickens his steps to the main entrance of the mansion. My body instantly felt relieved as the warm air seeped into my skin, I let out a relieved ...
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