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Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance An Assignation
The harsh fluorescent lights of St. Mary's emergency room did nothing to flatter Alessia's exhausted features. Dark circles shadowed her eyes, a testament to the grueling double shifts she'd been pulling all week. Her usually neat ponytail had devolved into a messy bun, wisps of hair escaping to frame her face in a chaotic halo."Dr. Russo, we need you in Trauma 2!"Alessia's head snapped up at the call, her tired brain kicking into gear. "On my way!" she shouted back, gulping down the last of the lukewarm brown liquid that passed for coffee here before rushing to meet her next patient.The next few hours blurred together in a cacophony of beeping monitors, urgent voices, and the ever-present smell of antiseptic. It was nearing the end of her sixteenth hour on duty when she finally had a moment to breathe.Leaning against the nurses' station, Alessia closed her eyes briefly, rubbing at her temples and willing the pounding in her head to subside. A familiar voice made them snap open aga
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Alternate Reality
As Alessia climbed the marble steps to the imposing doors of White Birch Manor, her heart pounding a staccato rhythm against her ribs, they swung open silently. A distinguished man in his late fifties, impeccably dressed in a crisp black suit, greeted her with a slight bow."Good evening, Dr. Russo," he said, his English tinged with a faint Russian accent. "Welcome to White Birch Manor. I am Dmitri, the head of household. Please, follow me."Still reeling from the grandeur of her surroundings, Alessia could only nod mutely. She followed Dmitri into the mansion, her head swiveling to take everything in. The interior was just as breathtaking as the exterior – high ceilings adorned with intricate moldings, gleaming hardwood floors partially covered by plush Oriental rugs, and walls lined with what appeared to be priceless artwork.Dmitri led her up a sweeping staircase and down a long hallway, finally stopping before a set of double doors. "Your room, Dr. Russo," he said, opening the door
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Dichotomy
Alessia watched Irina slip out the door and the door swung farther open. Nickolai stepped over the threshold and Alessia's lungs seemed to freeze. He was dressed in black slacks that fit him perfectly, accentuating his long, powerful legs. A black silk shirt, unbuttoned just enough to offer a tantalizing glimpse of his tanned throat, clung to his broad shoulders and chest. His dark hair was cut short and perfectly parted, not a strand out of place. His strong, chiseled jaw was smooth, without a hint of stubble, emphasizing the sharp angles of his face.He looked expensive. Powerful. Dangerous.Nicolai's steel-gray eyes raked over her form as she stood under his scrutiny. A smile bloomed on his sensuous lips, an expression she'd never seen on his face before. It was more disconcerting than his usual serious demeanor, making her heart race in a way she wasn't entirely comfortable examining."Alessia," he said, his deep voice sending a shiver down her spine. "I hope you enjoyed your bath
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Touch
Nicolai stood, offering his hand to help her up. "Excellent. I know you will enjoy it. "The cool night air enveloped them as they strolled down the stone pathway, the fairy lights twinkling above like a celestial escort. The sound of the river grew louder, and Alessia's nerves began to settle, lulled by the peaceful atmosphere. Nicolai's hand brushed against hers, sending a shiver down her spine, but he didn't take it, maintaining a respectful distance.As they reached the gazebo, Alessia gasped in wonder. The wooden structure was adorned with vines and flowers, the air thick with the scent of blooming jasmine. A soft, golden light emanated from within, casting a romantic glow over the surroundings. Nicolai led her inside, where a plush blanket was spread out, surrounded by pillows. He gestured for her to sit, and Alessia complied, feeling the softness envelop her. The sound of the river provided a soothing background hum, and for a moment, she forgot about the tension that had arisen
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Good Girl
Nicolai pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers. "You're a good girl, aren't you, Alessia?" he murmured, his thumb stroking the pulse point on her neck. "Good girls get rewards. Do you want to know what prizes good girls get?"Alessia's breath hitched, her heart pounding wildly. She had never been handled like this, never experienced this raw, aggressive dominance. It was terrifying, exhilarating, and incredibly arousing. She found herself nodding, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes."A humming sound of appreciation came from Nickolai's chest. "Ty neveroyatnaya (you are incredible)." A slow, predatory smile spread across Nicolai's face before his lips suddenly crashed against hers in a harsh, demanding kiss. His hand tightened in her hair, holding her in place as his tongue invaded her mouth, claiming her. He sucked her full bottom lip into his mouth and let his teeth nip at her before releasing it. Alessia moaned, her body melting into his, her senses overwhelmed by his scent, hi
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Rewards
Nicolai's eyes flashed with a warning, but his voice remained low and even. "Alessia," he said, his tone dripping with restrained power, "you're a good girl, yes? Remember, only good girls get rewarded? And I can tell by the way your body weeps for me, you want that."He reached out, his fingers trailing her jawline, coming to rest on the pulse hammering in her throat. Alessia shivered, her resolve wavering. She did want to be rewarded, to feel Nicolai's touch on every inch of her body.Slowly, hesitantly, Alessia stood, her legs trembling slightly, she stood. Never taking her eyes from his, she reached for the button of her pants, her fingers fumbling slightly in their haste. Nicolai's eyes were dark and intense as his gaze following the movement of her hands.As Alessia slid her pants down her legs, Nicolai let out a low growl of appreciation. His eyes raked over her body, taking in every curve and dip, lingering on the damp spot on her panties. Alessia felt a flush of heat rise to h
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance After the Storm
Alessia's body trembled at the promise in his words. She felt Nicolai shift behind her, the rustle of clothing telling her he was undressing. The thought of finally feeling him inside her sent a fresh gush of wetness to her core."Please, Nicolai," Alessia whispered, her voice hoarse from her earlier cries. "I need you. I need to feel you."Nicolai chuckled darkly as he returned to the blankets now breathtakingly bare. His hand gripped her hips possessively and pulled her against hard length. "So impatient, moya zayka," he teased. "But I want to savor this moment. I want to worship your body until you're begging for mercy."Alessia whimpered, her hips rocking back against Nicolai's cock. She could feel him throbbing against her, hot and hard and ready. "Please," she breathed, her voice barely audible. "I want to feel you.""Tell me, ty moya prekrasnaya devushka, exactly how you want to feel me. I want to hear all the dirty words from that pretty, swollen mouth." The feel of his large
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance A New Bestie
Nicolai felt the sudden tension in her body and looked down at her with a frown. "What is it?" "Nothing." She flashed him a bright smile that didn't meet her eyes. "I'm just getting cold and I'm sure it's really late. I'm on call this weekend and I need to get an early start on errands tomorrow."As she pushed off his chest and stood, Nicolai watched, a frown marring his handsome features. He didn't like this sudden withdrawal, the way she was shutting down emotionally. It irked him when she had been so submissive and responsive to him just moments before.But he wouldn't push. Not yet. Nicolai knew that Alessia was a woman of pride and independence. Pushing her would only make her dig her heels in further. No, he would give her this space to process. If he wanted her to embrace his world, he had to go slow. The thought surprised him. Was that what he really wanted?As Alessia finished dressing, Nicolai rose from the blankets, his powerful body unfolding with grace and ease. He reache
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Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Light in the Dark
Nicolai pulled Alessia close in their room, his embrace fierce, almost desperate. The tension of the day had wound him tight, and he needed her—needed her warmth, her comfort, her love. "If anything happens to you..." he began, his voice raw with worry."Don't," she interrupted, pressing her fingers to his lips. "Kiss me and make me forget this day."Nicolai's eyes darkened with desire, and he captured her mouth in a searing kiss, his lips hard and demanding against hers. Alessia melted into him, her body pressing against his as she met his passion with her own. He backed her up against the nearest wall, his hands roaming over her curves, igniting a fire within her that matched his own.She could feel the urgency in his touch, the raw need that drove him. He nipped at her lower lip, drawing a gasp from deep within her. His hands slid down to her hips, gripping her tightly as he lifted her off the ground. Alessia wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling the hard length of him pressin
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance A Difficult History
As the morning light filtered through the curtains of the safe house, Taylor—or rather, Tatiana Petrov—stood by the window, looking out at the unfamiliar neighborhood. The events of the past few days had spun her world into a tailspin, thrusting her back into the life she had fought so hard to escape. Her real name echoed in her mind, a remnant of a past she had tried to bury. Tatiana Petrov, the daughter of Viktor Petrov, a man known for his honor and integrity within the Bratva.Her father had been a legend in his own right, respected and feared. He had seen the corruption within the brotherhood and had dedicated his life to trying to cleanse it. But his crusade had ultimately led to his downfall. Tatiana remembered the nights she would sit by her father’s side as he pored over documents, his brow furrowed in concentration. She remembered the anger in his voice as he spoke of the injustices he witnessed, the lives lost to greed and power.And then, one fateful night, her world had s
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance It's Time
When Taylor woke the next morning, she found Sergei already awake, propped up on one elbow, watching her with a soft smile on his face. She stretched, her body sore in all the right places, a contented sigh escaping her lips."Morning," she murmured, her voice still husky with sleep."Morning," he replied, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her lips. "How are you feeling?"She considered the question, taking stock of her body, her mind, her heart. "Good," she said finally. "Better than good, actually. I feel... ready."Sergei's smile widened, and he brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face. "That's my girl," he said, his voice filled with pride. "Ready to face whatever the day brings."Taylor nodded, her expression turning serious. "But first, I need coffee. Lots and lots of coffee."Sergei chuckled, rolling out of bed and padding naked to the small coffee maker in the corner of the room. Taylor watched him go, her eyes appreciating the view, her mind already racing with t
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Protection and Comfort
As the meeting in the kitchen wrapped up, Taylor could feel the weight of the coming day settling on her shoulders. She stood, stretching slightly to ease the tension in her back, and caught Sergei's eye. He had been watching her throughout the discussion, his gaze intense and protective. She offered him a small smile, appreciating his concern.Sergei approached her as Nicolai gathered the blueprints and began discussing final preparations with his men. "You should get some rest," Sergei said, his voice low and gentle.Taylor nodded, but her mind was racing with the details of the plan, the danger that lay ahead. "I don't know if I can," she admitted. "Too much to think about."Sergei's hand found the small of her back, his touch warm and comforting. "Come on," he said. "Let's get you out of here. A change of scenery might help."They slipped away from the group, Sergei leading her through the safe house to a quiet room at the back. It was simple but cozy, with a large bed, a small si
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Epilogue
Nicolai sipped his coffee as he gazed out the master suite's windows and watched staff running around like ants below getting ready for today's events. Good. Everyone should be busy. Everything had to be perfect.Today, he would make Alessia his wife.The thought sent a frisson of excitement and nerves through him. After a lifetime of violence and isolation, he had found a modicum of peace, and love. He'd also found a reason to build something beyond his criminal empire. Alessia had become the center of his world, her light guiding him out of the shadows he had inhabited for so long.A knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts, and he turned to see Sergei enter, looking uncharacteristically nervous in his new suit."Everything is almost ready, boss," Sergei reported. "The guests are starting to arrive."Nicolai nodded, straightening his tie. "And Taylor?"A small smile tugged at Sergei's lips. "She's with the doctor, helping her get ready."Nicolai studied his lieutenant, noting t
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Endings and Beginnings
Nicolai stood at his office window, the weight of Viktor's letter heavy in his pocket. The past weeks had brought revelations that shook his world, yet also cemented what he'd known in his heart - family was everything. Not just blood, but the bonds forged through loyalty...and even love.He turned as Alessia entered, her presence bringing light to the room as always. She moved to his side, fitting perfectly under his arm as they looked out over the city together."I heard the surgeon cleared you today," she said softly. "Your shoulder's fully healed.""Da," he replied, his hand moving to touch the spot where his brother's bullet had torn through flesh and muscle. It was not one hundred percent, still stiff and his strength wasn't completely back but it no longer pained him. The physical wound had healed, but the betrayal still burned."And Boris? How is he doing?""Better. Taylor says he'll make a full recovery." Alessia leaned into him slightly. "She's good at what she does.""Like
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance A Dark Man
Back at the safe house, Alessia and Taylor waited anxiously for news of the operation. The hours ticked by slowly, each minute feeling like an eternity as they worried about the men they cared for.Finally, the sound of approaching vehicles filled the air, and moments later, Nicolai and his men entered the safe house, their faces etched with fatigue but also a sense of relief.Alessia rushed to Nicolai's side, her eyes searching his for answers. "Did you find the weapons?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Nicolai nodded, his arm wrapping around her waist as he pulled her close. "We found them. And we found Dmitri too. He's dead, poisoned by his own hand."Alessia let out a sigh of relief, her body sagging against Nicolai's. "It's finally over," she murmured, her voice filled with a mixture of relief and exhaustion.Taylor stepped forward, her expression grave. "What about the weapons? How do we dispose of them safely?"Sergei moved to her side, his hand resting gently on h
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance The Chase
Nicolai stood in the center of the war room, surrounded by his most trusted men. Sergei stood to his right, bearing a fresh scar along his jaw, a reminder of the recent skirmish with Dmitri's men. The air was thick with tension, the weight of their impending mission heavy on everyone's shoulders."Dmitri has crossed a line," Nicolai began, his voice steady and commanding. "His greed and ambition have led him to acquire chemical weapons, intending to use them against not just us, but innocent people as well."A collective murmur of disbelief and anger rippled through the room. The brotherhood had its dark sides, but the thought of using such deadly weapons against civilians was abhorrent even to the hardest of them."We have to stop him," Nicolai continued. "And we need to find these weapons before it's too late."Sergei stepped forward, laying out a map on the table. "Our informants have narrowed down the possible locations of the weapons to three warehouses in the industrial district.
Marked by the Mob: A Russian Mafia Romance Confessions
The tension in the room thickened as everyone processed the weight of the decision before them. The stakes had suddenly become much higher than a family feud or a struggle for power within the brotherhood. Thousands of innocent lives hung in the balance. The room fell into a heavy silence as everyone absorbed the gravity of the situation. Finally, Vadim spoke up from his position near the door."We could split into teams," he suggested, his tactical mind already working. "One group to verify the storage unit's contents, another to reconnoiter the warehouse.""No splitting up," Nicolai said firmly. "That's exactly what Dmitri would want - to divide our forces, make us vulnerable.""Then how do we proceed?" Taylor asked, her mind already calculating medical supplies they might need if things went wrong.Sergei moved closer to the group, though his gun remained trained on their visitors. "We need more intelligence before we move. These two can be questioned separately - compare their sto
