Nikolai The moment I finish with all the work I have in my office. I go straight to my room. Ilya will get me the details soon and I have the pakhan’s party to go to and an aim to achieve, but right now, there's someone my attention is focused on. Adrian. The moment I open the door to my room, I see him standing by the bed and it looks like he's about to leave. “Where are you going to?” I ask with a slight frown on my face, shutting the door behind me, as I slowly approach the bed. “I’m heading back. I'm sorry I fell asleep on your bed, I was feeling disoriented and-” “You sleep on my bed all the time.” I draw out, casting a meaningful look at him as I stand in front of him. “So stop acting like a stranger, like it's your first time. We fuck here all the time.” The last words just rolled out of my tongue, though I didn't really mean to say it, but I'm glad I did. He should stop acting like a Goddam stranger. I notice the way Adrian’s cheeks flush as he looks away from me, nervou
Adrian I push out from the curb, the cold night air, hitting my skin. My bike engine revs as I drive through the darkness. The street is empty and there is no soul around. The world is quiet and it feels like I'm the only one awake. I'm not. A lot of things are going on even in the darkness. Dark things. I pull into a street and I soon arrive in front of a house. An old detached house that looks abandoned. I climb off my bike, pull off my helmet, and go straight into the house. “Where is Igor?” I ask, stopping in front of a huge man. I've met him only a few times before and he never hides the distaste he has towards me. “Inside. You're late.” He says in a rough Russian accent and I scoff. I was asleep when I got a call asking me to come to the house. It was fucking 1 am when I got a call from Igor, asking me to come over immediately. I ignore him and instead walk inside the house. The outside may look abandoned and old, but the inside isn't. In fact, everything is
Adrian.My heart pounds against my chest as I peek out of my hiding spot. With my gun in hand, I was ready to fire once I spot my target. Sweat drips from my brows as I listen to all the noises coming from the hall and I worry. Igor had told me to get in and out as fast as possible, but the target hadn't shown up. He'd told me getting in would be the hardest part and I did just that. The target is what was keeping me longer than I am meant to be here."Where are you, you fucker?" I say as I look through the little opening in my hideout. That's when I notice the guards seem to have doubled and I panic. Okay, okay, breathe in, I tell myself. It is just an extra set of pinheads, nothing I can't take care of, I say to myself. I am Adrian, AKA one-shot sniper, I never miss. This was nothing.But something in the back of my mind is telling me there is something off. I can't put my finger on it, but I hope everything falls in line. It would be a pain if it didn't."Viktor… Alexei…Mikhail,
Adrian “He really underestimated me.” He smacks his lips, shaking his head meaningfully.“I like you, Adrian.” He says again and I find myself glaring at him.“That's why I'm going to offer you a deal,” He continues and I just stare at him.What deal?“You have two options. It's either you get killed or you kill.” “What do you want Nikolai?” I grunt, feeling pain course through my body.“If you want to kill me, just do it already!!” I yell, struggling with the chair and it makes annoying sounds that make my ears itch.“Why kill such a pretty boy like you, when I can make good use of you?” He asks no one in particular, then he smiles and continues.“The deal is simple, work for me. Not only will it earn you your freedom, you'll get paid more than what that fucker pays you.”“And why should I work for you?”“I've run my check on you, you have potential and I like that. So what do you say? Huh?” He stares directly into my eyes and I look away. Not that I find him intimidating but I fel
Adrian “Get the job done real quick. We’ll be leaving in one hour.” Niko-fucking-lia voice rings in my ear as I drive my bike to Igor’s place. Am I going to kill him? Yes. It's either I die or he dies. I can't give up my life for him, there's so much more I'm yet to achieve. I grunt angrily, maneuvering my bike to his place. I can't even think of running away after killing him. Fucking Nikolai placed a tracker on me. I don't know where. He made me unconscious, opened a part of my body, and planted a tracker there. I've tried looking for the spot, but I can't find it. I don't feel any pain either. Another grunt escapes my lips as I swerve my bike to a dark alley. I would make it quick and pay a quick visit to Larisa, my girlfriend. I know she'll be so worried about me. I can't even find my phone. I pull up my bike in front of Igor’s house and step down. I catch sight of the guard. Annoying bastard. “Where's Igor?” I ask, standing in front of him. I look unharmed, but I have a
Adrian Everything feels blank. I loved Larisa so much. I killed for her. I did everything for her and what did I get in return?Parking in front of the building Nikolai asked me to meet, I climb down from my bike.He's outside the building, with three SUVs parked. He's ready to leave.I watch him talking to one of his men. His hair is not packed this time and just flies in the wind as he speaks. Bastard. Do I hate him? Yes. A lot. He gets on my nerves.He turns his head over to my direction and when his eyes land on me, he smiles.“You made a mess.” He comments, motioning for me to walk towards him.“I asked you to kill Igor, just him.” He must have seen the bodies.“Who I kill is none of your fucking business.” I grit my teeth and the smile on his face widens as he speaks.“You'll need to learn your manners, Adrian, you don't speak to me in that tone.” The smile on his face falls. “I'm your boss.” He adds before turning back to the man he was speaking to earlier.“We're leaving.” H
Adrian “Step back miss,” I utter softly to the raging lady in front of me with my most respectful voice, but the look in her eyes only hardens.“Who the fuck is this bastard!” She yells in Russian and I slowly shake my head. Why is Nikolai still quiet? He should deal with his sister.“Please step back, miss.” I utter politely, but she only glares harder at me before looking at her brother.“Tell this bastard to get his hands off me Nikolai, or I'll kill him before killing you!” She snaps again in Russian and finally, Nikolai reacts.“Are you done, Irina?” Irina. That's her name.“No, I'm not. Where the hell were you?” She screams at him, finally releasing the knife. I sigh in relief, bending down to pick up the knife.“You just disappeared after father's funeral and you think you can appear again. Get out Nikolai, you're not needed anymore!” She screams, her face red as she practically jumps in his face though he's way taller than her.“Irina,” Nikolai begins, taking in a deep breath
Adrian I have no idea how I fell asleep, but I did it. I wake up the next morning, with someone pounding on my door loudly. And who the fuck is that bastard? I think to myself, a groan escaping my lips as I slowly get out of bed.I'm still wearing my clothes from yesterday and seriously, I need a change of clothes.“Who's it?” I ask groggily, opening the door to reveal the face of a man.Huge, tall. Jet black hair with black eyes. He has that terrifying look that scares people. Too bad, he doesn't scare me.“Who?” “Follow me.” He utters instead and immediately turns to leave.What the hell? Just that?My brows furrow and I reluctantly begin to follow behind him.“If you want to work here. You have to be punctual. No one sleeps till eight.” He points out, walking towards the direction of Nikolai's study.“Where did the boss pick you from?” He pauses, turning to face me.“Why don't you ask him that yourself?” I challenge, I hate his humor. Who does he even think he is? “Look Adrian,”
Nikolai The moment I finish with all the work I have in my office. I go straight to my room. Ilya will get me the details soon and I have the pakhan’s party to go to and an aim to achieve, but right now, there's someone my attention is focused on. Adrian. The moment I open the door to my room, I see him standing by the bed and it looks like he's about to leave. “Where are you going to?” I ask with a slight frown on my face, shutting the door behind me, as I slowly approach the bed. “I’m heading back. I'm sorry I fell asleep on your bed, I was feeling disoriented and-” “You sleep on my bed all the time.” I draw out, casting a meaningful look at him as I stand in front of him. “So stop acting like a stranger, like it's your first time. We fuck here all the time.” The last words just rolled out of my tongue, though I didn't really mean to say it, but I'm glad I did. He should stop acting like a Goddam stranger. I notice the way Adrian’s cheeks flush as he looks away from me, nervou
Nikolai I sit at the edge of my bed and I keep running my fingertips gently over Adrian’s jawline as I watch him sleep. He fell asleep a while ago after crying his eyes out. Damn! He's such a crybaby. And he looks so cute while he cries and sniffles. I don't blame him, I can't blame him. I believe him. Zorya is capable of doing all that. If she could threaten to kill her daughter, she can definitely murder someone else.Not after hearing everything that he had gone through. Zorya! It's always Zorya. She didn't even stop in ruining mine and Irina’s life. I can't help but wonder what Adrian's mother had with her that made her kill her. That happened like 16 years ago and everything feels so fishy. That single life of hers really ruined a lot of things for him. He was just a little boy whose mother's love was taken away from him. He suffered so much and his father is such an asshole, he deserved to die. I really thought that I was the only one that got such an asshole of a dad. But Ad
Adrian That was one of the darkest moments of my life. Waking up to see an elderly woman beside you sleeping. And when I threatened to report them to the police, my father swore to send me to a mental asylum. He was going to tell them that I lost my mind and said a lot of gibberish things. I was scared and helpless, there was nothing I could do as I just suffered in silence. “It didn't stop there,” I continue as my whole body trembles in fear and the disgust I feel towards myself. This is definitely not a story that I love sharing, but I just need to get everything off my chest. It is up to Nikolai to do whatever he is going to do afterwards. My actions are fully justified. And it hurts knowing that I'm not able to do anything to Zorya, to make her pay for what she did.“Samantha seemed to enjoy shagging a teenager, so she began to pay my father just so she could fuck me. I never got hard on her, there was no way a woman like her would turn me on, so my father would force a pill dow
Nikolai My eyes widen the moment Adrian goes down on his knees. I immediately mask my look of surprise as I replace it with a hard look. It's definitely another game plan of his and I'm not going to fall for it. Not again. And yes, why am I so lenient with him? I'm giving him petty punishments by making him do work like trimming the flowers, cutting his pay and making him stay in the Annex house. If it was another guard who did what he did, I would have killed him without even having a second thought. But it's Adrian. I don't even see myself passing a judgment that all his toes and fingers be cut off. I can't do it, even though I want to do it, I just can't. His last words are still ringing in my head. He wanted to kill me when he just came, but nothing anymore? Who the fuck does he even think he is? Adrian Petrov. Come to think of it, when I ran a background check about his family, I found nothing significant. “I'm sorry.” fucking apologies. I hate hearing it. I hate hearing the
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 “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 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
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
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