Adrian My mind is in a fucking mess as I glance from my uncle and then to Nikolai who's lying lifelessly on the ground. He's been shot and is bleeding badly. The redness of his blood is already so visible on the white snow.“Fuck, Nikolai!!” I yell and I rush to his side, crouching down. He's wearing a thick black jacket, making it hard to locate his wounds. “Oh my God.” My chest heaves as my hands travel all over his body. His eyes are wide open and there's a look of shock in his green eyes as he looks at me in anger and hatred. He seems to be in so much pain as he struggles to speak.“Get your damn hands off me.” He blurts out in laboured breathing and blood follows as it flows down the corner of his lips while he tries to push my hands away. I finally find the spot where he was shot. His shoulder and stomach. “Stop being so stubborn or you're going to die.” I mumble in panic as I quickly remove the shawl around my neck, which I press to the wound on his stomach.“Didn't you brin
Adrian Everything is happening so fast. There's blood. A lot of blood. And Nikolai? I'm fucking scared for him. I seriously don't want him to die. I will never be able to live knowing that I'm the one that caused his death. I kept applying pressure on his wound until I saw Kuzma, Ilya and some guards running towards us. Ilya charged at me immediately as he yelled at me for not protecting Nikolai and allowing him to get hurt. I wondered what he would do if he found out that his boss got shot because of me. They will kill me on the spot. That's why I refrained from uttering anything as I just stayed quiet. Thankfully, Kuzma intervened and asked him to let me go. His words were to let Nikolai wake up first, then he would tell them what happened. Ilya ended up casting one last hard look at me, before letting me go. Nikolai was taken home, and all the while, he was still breathing. By the time we got home, a doctor was waiting as Nikolai was taken to the room, after that the door was c
AdrianI'm not surprised to see Zorya and Pavel. After Nikolai's order, they have not been leaving the house and have remained on house arrest. What can I say? Serves them right and they have strangely been so quiet. No matter how thick-skinned Zorya acts, I know she is scared of Nikolai. Pavel included.“What are you doing here?” Irina sniffles, releasing herself from the hug as she wipes off her tears.“What do you think I'm doing here? I'm here to lay my condolences. I'm his mother after all.” She says with a scuff, her voice dripping with sarcasm as I stare at her in disbelief. Condolences? Really?“Nikolai is not dead.” Irina scowls as she makes her way to charge at Zorya, but I quickly hold her back.“Yet!” Pavel chimes in scornfully as he holds his hands around his chest. He looks so fearless now, but once Nikolai comes or shows his presence, he will cower away like a chicken drenched in the rain. What a coward!“Shut up, Pavel! Nothing is going to happen to my brother. So it's
Nikolai I groan softly, feeling a sharp pain in my head. My head is banging and it fucking hurts. I try to move my hand, but I can’t as I’m only greeted with intense pain. I’m alive. I actually thought that I was going to die. Did Adrian take me to that place to kill me? And uncle? Uncle Sergei? Everything happened so fucking fast and now, I can’t help but get angry at myself for trusting too blindly. I was too free with him and it would have cost my life. I take in a deep breath and from the smell, I know that I’m in my room. I attempt to stand up, but my shoulder hurts a lot. I got shot there. Damn it! I hate feeling pain. “You’re awake.” I stare at the ceiling as Ilya’s voice rings in my ears. It’s surprising that they ended up finding me. I actually thought that Adrian was going to leave me to die. Did he call then? And is he still alive? I know Ilya would not waste an opportunity to kill him once he found out that Adrian had something to do with me getting shot. “Fuck! Thank
Adrian I hate this!!! All of this. It’s fucking frustrating. I hate the Annex house, I hate the food, I hate everything about it. Nikolai woke up and as much as I was excited to see him, I was not allowed to. It immediately dawned on me that it was his order. Irina was glad that her brother was awake and even wanted to help me go into his room, but that bastard Ilya seemed to be ready for me. He did not allow her to do so as he stated Nikolai’s strict orders. I was to stay as far away from him. And I’ve also been banned from staying in the main building. Ilya made me move to the Annex house. He’s been overdoing everything and one can easily think that he takes the punishment more seriously than Nikolai himself. I let out a frustrated groan as I stepped out of the bathroom. It’s so uncomfortable to bathe in there. Not only do 10 of the guards bathe at the same time. I hate and despise the way they keep looking at me. For the first day I came, I refrained from bathing the moment I s
Adrian It seemed like Nikolai was hell-bent on avoiding me. No matter how hard I tried, I’ve not been able to go into the main house and I have been staying at the guard's quarters for more than a week now. He should just come out and pass his judgement. I need to know what’s going on in his head. What exactly is he thinking and why is he doing all of this? I had caught a glimpse of him once and he seemed to be doing some. I couldn’t get close to him, and that’s all thanks to Ilya. I seriously don’t know what I have done to that man that makes it seem like he’s after my life. He sees to it that I don’t go Nikolai or into the house and he is so hellbent on making my life miserable. The kind of work he makes me do is completely different and unacceptable. He makes me trim the grasses in the gardens, like I’m some gardener and then he sees to it that I clean all the cars. I’m not a cleaner!!! I’m a sniper who knows how to handle guns well enough. I did not learn how to trim and plant
Nikolai “Did you get the files I asked to bring from Viktor?” I ask Kuzma who nods as he passes the file over to me. “He said you should sign where necessary. Vion will pick it up in the evening.” He informs me and I nod briefly as I begin to look through the files, signing on the necessary places. After I’m done, I pass the files back to him. I’m getting better. I got shot in my left shoulder. So I can still use my right hand to do all the necessary things. My wound is still healing and it no longer hurts as much as before. I’m recovering well. “Anything else?” I ask Kuzma who nods. “The pakhan has sent card invitations for his birthday. It came earlier. It’s in the first drawer.”“I’ll check that later.” Dmitri. Dmitri. I should meet up with him soon. If I’m going to be the next pakhan, I should strengthen my relationship with the previous one and we have not really been doing much bonding. “Anything else?” Kuzma shakes his head and just when I’m about to dismiss him, he says.
Adrian I will hug Kuzma if I have the chance. I can't believe that he actually agreed to help me. I can't bear it anymore. I need to speak to Nikolai. I need to meet him and explain things to him, even if it has to be by force. Ilya keeps monitoring one and I've been finding it so hard to go into the house to get near him and Irina who would have helped me to sneak inside has not been coming. I get that she got rejected by me and must be going through her healing phase. And it's not as if I had a choice, I already like her brother whom I'm currently dying to meet. “Ilya is out on an errand, so I hope you use your time well and look for a way to convince the boss. I'm sure he’ll forgive you.” Kuzma says as he leads me into the main house. He did not take the front door and used the back door instead. “Is he alone?” “Hmm. He went to his room to rest after we got back. But I know that he's awake. And also, don't let him know that I brought you in here.” “Noted and thank you so much
Nikolai I've never been so frustrated and hopeful in my thirty years of living. It has been the same thing for me, it's like I keep going back and forth, doing the same thing over and over again. Dealing with a little work and coming back to the hospital to sit and watch Adrian as he sleeps while I fill him in with how my day went as I also beg him to open his eyes. It's been two weeks since Zorya's funeral, and Adrian still hasn't opened his eyes. He's still in the fucking coma. I've invited different doctors from far and wide to do something, but the result is still the same. ‘He’s out of danger, it's just left for him to wake up. I'm sorry sir.’ These are their exact words. And it takes everything within me not to smash the nearest objects in their head for failing to bring my Adrian back. I sigh loudly as I lean by the door, watching as Adrian sleeps on the bed. He's still as pretty as ever and looks like a sleeping beauty. I always kiss his lips each time I come here, hoping t
Nikolai I stand at the front of the crowded church, my eyes fixed on the polished wooden casket before me. The soft glow of candlelight casts a sombre ambience, and the sweet scent of flowers wafts through the air. The mourners are seated, their faces etched with grief and sadness.The church is packed, with every pew filled. The soft murmur of whispered conversations and the occasional sniffle are the only sounds that break the silence. I recognize many of the faces, some of whom I've known for years, while others are strangers who've come to pay their respects.The priest stands at the podium, his eyes scanning the crowd before settling on me. He nods solemnly, and I nod back, my expression stern. The priest clears his throat, and the room falls silent. "Dear friends and family," he begins in Russian, his voice low and soothing. "We gather today to bid farewell to a young life, cut short in its prime."I keep a straight face while staring at the casket. Never once did I think that
Adrian Life can be so unpredictable and unfair, especially to me. It's like the very moment I was born, I was destined not to have a good life. Because why? Just when I think I can finally be happy, everything goes upside down. Sergei is my father. The man I looked up to for years and thought that he was my uncle who loved me. He's my father. One that hates me so much, that he wants me to die and I guess his wish is coming true because I'm dying. My body falls with a thud, and Nikolai quickly kneels, gathering me up in his arms as he places my head on his lap. He points his gun in a direction and when I hear a gunshot, I know that he has officially killed Sergei. The pungent smell of blood fills the air as pain pierces through my whole body. It hurts a lot. “Fuck! Adrian!!! What the fuck!!” Nikolai curses, his hands going through my body as he tries to find my wound. I got shot in the right side of my upper chest. “Get the fucking doctor!!!” He yells and I've never seen Nikolai
Adrian I'm utterly dumbfounded as I stare at Zorya and then at Sergei. He can't be my father. All my life has been a lie. There is no way!! It's not possible, not in any fucking way. How can Sergei be my father?“You tried to kill me!!” I yell at him, my breath shaking as I ignore the banging ache in my head. He tried to fucking kill me and he's my dad. How? “And that's because you proved to be useless and weak!! And what's the expense of that??? A man!!!” Uncle Sergei’s voice thunders as he points at Nikolai who is standing beside me. “You're a failure!! I can't father a failure!!” “You never stuck to the plan. The plan was to kill Nikolai. I don't birth weaklings, Adrian. You are a weakling!!!” He spits with pure venom and contempt. “Hey watch it!!!” Nikolai growls and the next moment, he is pointing his gun at Sergei. “I suggest you shut the fuck up and watch your tongue.” He warns, his tone deadly. Sergei bites his lower lips, pointing his gun at me. Nikolai’s men point their
Nikolai I don't panic, as I help Adrian to stand on his feet, his head resting weakly on my shoulders. Kuzma must have captured Pavel when I asked them to surround the house. I don't flinch, even when Sergei’s gun is pointed at my head. He won't try shit. This man has never loved Adrian, Adrian was only a means to get whatever he was aiming for and my mother is a cohort. “You bastard!! Tell them to release my son!! I will kill you if anything happens to Pavel!!” Zorya yells in fear, angrily pointing at me. And I scoff, glancing at the man who has a hardened look on his face. He's brown-haired, just like Adrian, with the same brown eyes as well. “And tell this shrimp that you're fucking to put his gun aside. It's disrespectful.” I tsk with a small chuckle and then my eyes land on Adrian who keeps mumbling incoherent words. “Sergei drop the gun! They have Pavel. The plan is already ruined. They will kill him!” She yells again in panic. Oh! How much she loves her son. Why does she n
Nikolai For some strange reason, I've been feeling uneasy since I came home. I needed to make an appearance as there were a few deals I needed to sign on. And now, I'm in my office with Ilya, but I feel uneasy. A part of me keeps telling me that I shouldn't have left Adrian alone, I know he was lying to me. He is being watched by someone, it's obvious he has a stalker, and though I already sent Kuzma there, I still feel very uncomfortable. “Are these the last files that needs my signature?” I ask Ilya who shakes his head, before dumping another pile of files on the table in front of me. I sigh, slowly shaking my head and I pick up my pen, to continue signing on every paper. “Did you get any call from Viktor?” I ask my eyes fixed on the papers. “Yes, Pakhan. I already passed the message to him.” I nod, “Arrange for a meeting. I want to meet all of them.” I state and Viktor nods. I continue signing the papers, and I'm already halfway done when my phone rings. It's Kuzma. I receiv
Adrian Nikolai and I finally made up and he was officially my boyfriend. Dating him has to be one of the best things that has ever happened to me, if not the best. We had spent the last three days cosying up in my deckhouse. Just the two of us, wrapped in each other arms as we told each other our ambitions and dreams. It has been a lot of bonding up and the best three days of my life. It was like we've known each other for years, not just a few fleeting days. It was peaceful and calm with him. Aside from talking, Nikolai was taking care of me so well, by going the extra mile. He did not allow me to lift a finger, he took care of the dishes and cooking. It was just the two of us, trying new things and fucking. That cannot be left out. Whenever he was not cooking or cleaning, Nikolai did not take his hands off me. Even at night, we try different positions and he wakes me every morning, sucking me off as he makes sure I cum in his mouth. Everything has been going so well and I hope
Nikolai I finally had the best time of my life after what felt like an eternity. I don't even wish for this day to stop as I just want Adrian to be in my arms. We are both lying on the couch after having intense rounds of sex. I fucked him twice again after the first round before I finally got exhausted. Now we're both lying naked in each other’s arms, still on the couch. The only difference now is that Adrian is lying on top of me. The couch can barely fit us, especially me, my legs are dangling on the end. We were too tired to go to his bedroom, so we just stayed here. I smile as I look down at Adrian who seems to be asleep, I can't see his face. His head is resting on my chest and mine is resting on the couch’s armrest as I wrap my hand around his waist. “Are you sleeping?” I ask curiously, the only thing I can hear is his sift breathing. And this feels so intimate, amazing and right. “No.” He replies his voice soft and he lifts his head to plant a quick kiss on my lips before
Nikolai The rest of the Bravta do not have a say in my life, nor will they judge my sexuality. Adrian does not need to be scared over anything. I've got everything under control. “They are not going to insist on that pretty boy,” I tell him. Vladimir has stepped down.Mikhail is definitely not the kind of person to judge. Alexei is now a married man and is still caught up trying to convince his father-in-law that he's the best for Tatiana, Viktor does not care. Sexuality does not matter and we don't judge in our brotherhood. We always support each other and I'm going to see to that as the new leader, while I uphold the legacy of the Bratva. So Adrian literally has nothing to worry about. And I'm fully Bi-sexual now, I no longer find women attractive in the slightest. In fact, I don't find any other person attractive aside from Adrian. “I'm just worried-” “Do you trust me?” I ask in a low voice as he holds his gaze with mine, while nodding slowly. “Good, then trust that I have ever