Whoever invented one night stands should be nailed to the cross!“Arghh.” Lily winces, her stomach twisting in knots as fragmented memories come flooding back; she flirted with him, shared one drink too many, and it was all so unclear. But this... this.. wasn't part of the plan."Where am I.. what is that smell?" she mutters to herself as she made an attempt to sit up. The bed felt uncomfortable. The dimly lit motel room made her head spin.Shit! What had she gotten herself into, having an illicit affair with her clients supposed groom?Briefly, she looks about the room: the gloom is hardly lessened by the small light that struggles to seep between curtains. Her stomach heaves on the sight of the blood-dark, carmined stains across her hands, her clothes, and the bed. Panic clawed at the throat in a vice while trying to make out that awful smell, she suddenly jerks her head to one side. “What!.. what in the!!??..” Lily gasped, her hands quickly covered her mouth in shock.Next to h
TWENTY FOUR HOURS EARLIER….Damian Kalashnikov’s voice slices through the cathedral, razor-sharp, dripping with venom. "We're calling off this wedding!" His sudden announcement sends undulations through the crowd in a ripple of gasps.Lily can hardly catch her breath as she snaps the picture. Her hands shake, but she holds tight. Chaos explodes before her-literal chaos-just like it was staged and stolen right off some reality TV show gone horribly wrong.In the centre bride Alicia Luxembourg stands. Her white rehearsal gown is pristine and virginal, but on her it clings to her shaking form while her face contorts in disbelieving horror, tears beginning to streak down her cheeks. "What are you talking about?" she shrieks, voice cracking as she lurches forward towards him. "What are you… what? You can't do this!"Damian gazes down at her, his eyes cold with contempt; his jaw clenched, the muscles furrowed tight with anger. His gaze meets with the officiating priest as a warning to stay
PRESENT DAY..10:55am…Dimitri Kalashnikov’s safe house. Lily wakes up groggy, disoriented, staring up at the ceiling of a room that was unfamiliar to her. The bed beneath her is soft, but her body was sore-most especially her broken ankle, which was now tightly bandaged. The events of the night just passed, floods into her mind like a deluge; Damian’s dead body, frantic struggle, head spinning.. the man from the alley... She rubbed her temples, hoping somehow she'd make sense of how she'd gotten there."Hello.." Lily calls out with a whisper at first. "Is anybody there? " an entire room pin drop silence welcomed her.She panicks and hobbles her legs over the side for the door. She reaches for the handle, twisting it, but it was locked. Instantly, her heart starts beating rapidly against her chest. She lost her mind, banging on the door, screaming, "Help! Somebody help me!" Her voice echoed in the room.No answer.“Why am I so unlucky? What’s.. oh my goodness.” She bit down hard on
1:00 PM St. Dominic’s Cathedral— The Wedding Ceremony.“We are all gathered here to witness the blissful union between…”Standing beside Dimitri, Lily's heart was pounding in her chest as her quivering hand clutched his. The voice of the priest turned into a wheezing sound in her head. Dimitri had somehow magically arranged everything last minute, including her stunning wedding gown, a lace and silk masterpiece with delicate embroidery that hugged her curves perfectly. The delicate veil framing her face added beautifully. Like a true bride.If only this was real.She turned her face to look at his, what intrigued her the most asides the sexy aura oozing from him was his long black hair, neatly tied back. The way he was also staring back at her, his sharp features and tattoos snaking down his arms, peeking out from under a sleeve of a well- tailored suit. "Relax, Lily," Dimitri whispered, hunching so his hot breath danced across her ear. "It's just a formality." His thin temper was
7:15pm FBI Interrogation Room. Over four hours had past. Lily still sat amidst the chill, sterile confines of the room, in her white wedding gown—what an utter and complete spectacle it had become— sleeves rumpled, the veil long discarded to a chair. The fabric was heavy, constrictive, and with every inch reminding her of the lie she was living. A Kalashnikov’s bride. Now, hours later herein she sat in the clutches of the FBI. Unluckily for her, the agents had bundled her out of her own wedding. But the universe decided to throw her a gem of luck, with Dimitri intercepting their vehicle along the way. Making sure that ‘his wife’ wasn’t driven into FBI custody like a criminal. He took a strong stand, almost waging a war with the men just so that Lily could ride with him instead. Since they insisted that she must come answer some questions. She looked down at her new pair of footwear, smiling. Dimitri had given it to her on their way here, so she could relieve her feet from those t
Lily's world shattered as she stood before her father's lifeless body. The warehouse's dim lighting couldn't hide the brutality of his murder. Her knees buckled, but Dimitri's swift catch prevented her fall. He swept her into his arms, holding her tight as she dissolved into uncontrollable sobs. "Daddy!" she wailed, her voice echoing off the warehouse walls. Dimitri's chest absorbed her tears, his warmth a fleeting comfort. He stroked her hair, murmuring softly. "It's okay, Lily. I've got you." But it wasn't okay. Her father was gone. As the reality sunk in, Lily's cries intensified. Dimitri's grip tightened, a lifeline in her turmoil. She clung to him, her fists twisting his shirt. Time lost meaning as Lily mourned. Dimitri's steady heartbeat comforted her, but the anguish threatened to consume her. Eventually, Dimitri gently lowered her to the floor, sitting beside her. Lily wrapped her arms around her knees, rocking back and forth. Tears streamed down her face, her body shaking.
Lily slowly opened her eyes, feeling weak and disoriented. The beeping of machines and faint antiseptic smell told her she was in a hospital. But how did she get here? She tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over her, forcing her back onto the pillow.Gio's face came into focus, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. "Oh, my God, you're awake," Gio exclaimed, holding Lily's hands tightly."Where...where am I?" Lily whispered, her voice barely audible."You're at the hospital," Gio replied, tears streaming down her face. "You fainted, and you've been unconscious for 24 hours. I was scared you wouldn't wake up."Lily's memories came flooding back – the warehouse, her father's lifeless body. She cried freely, unable to hold back her emotions. Gio hugged her, trying to console her.As Lily's tears subsided, Gio spoke up, her voice laced with concern. "Dimitri's outside, speaking with the FBI agents. They came to ask you some questions."Lily's thoughts swirled in chaos. Why was her l
Gio ran out to go call a doctor or a nurse, while lily struggled to understand what was happening with her mum.After about another hour when she has been stabilized and everyone in the room was now settled, lily thought perhaps this wasn’t the best time to bring this up.Hopefully her mum lets the issue slide."Emiliana. My baby, why? Why would you do something like this?" she asked, her voice still shaking.Lily felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she looked at her mom. She knew she had to explain, to tell her mom everything."I witnessed a crime, Mom. A very dangerous crime. And now they're after me. Dimitri...he's the only one who can protect me," Lily said, trying to keep her emotions in check.Her mom's eyes filled with tears as she listened to Lily's words. "Oh, Lily. My poor girl. Why did this have to happen to you?"Lily felt a lump form in her throat as she looked at her mom. She knew she had to be strong, for her mom's sake.The sound of the TV in the hospital roo
9:00pm‘He really was still out there the whole time?’Lily's heart that was racing slowly returned back to its normal pace as she looked over Gigi's shoulders to find Dante standing there. “Sorry for interrupting you girls, but it's getting late and Mrs Kalashnikov really needs to be on her way home.” Dante's voice was at its usual calm pitch but Lily already knew he was anything but calm on the inside. “I think she should stay, it's alread–”“Okay, that’s it let me get my things.” Lily interrupted, grabbing her purse for the couch and slipping past Gio. Lily avoided Dante's gaze as she walked to the door, feeling the tension radiating from him. She didn’t need to look at him to know he was irritated. His calm demeanor was always a mask, but tonight it was thinner than usual.Gio shot Dante a questioning look, but he gave a small shake of his head. She frowned but didn’t argue, stepping aside to let Lily pass.“I’ll call you tomorrow,” Gio waved as soon as Lily got out. She was
7:00pmGigi's House.Family was everything to Lily hill, even though she had lost someone very important, she still wanted to have happy memories with the family she had left.“Uncle Albert isn't coming home today ?” Lily asks, pushing the last pile of dishes into the sink.Dmitri hadn't returned home the day before so she had decided to just spend a little more time at home.She had decided to come stay with Gigi for just the evening but ended up having dinner with the family. This time Gigi's mom was home and she insisted she stayed.Gigi hung the towel back on the shelf before turning to face Lily.“He said he had something to catch up on at work.”She moved the counter, removing the last bit of dishes.“ I thought he worked from home.”“Yeah, but something came up, he should be back by now, guess it's a lot of work.”Lily dried her hands, leaning against the counter. “Uncle Albert seems so busy lately. He’s not like this usually, right?” Gigi shrugged, her expression tight. “No
Day 2. When the day of death is already decided, the least a man can do is enjoy the countdown.“Make sure she's safe and I swear to the devil if I come back to any single mark on her body then I won't spare you.” Dmitri warned Dante over the phone.Dante was the bodyguard Dmitri had assigned to Lily, he entire life was on the line if anything happened to her and he knew.“Yes sir.”The line went dead soon enough and Dmitri focused back on the scene in front of him.A lifeless body sprawling across the floor. Dmitri had managed to track down a few leads of the people who followed him the previous night.He wasn't planning to kill anyone like he promised but the man kept spitting out nonsense concerning his wife.“Clean this up.”Gabrielle soon flooded the scene with a few capos to clear the mess he had made.Dmitri turned, waking back into the Mercedes Gabrielle had just called for. He had initially come in his own car but had soon realized that he was being followed.He slumped behi
FLASHBACK….5:30pm.Moscow skyline. “It's about time you came to Chicago.” Dimitri chuckled lowly, “The first Kalashnikov wedding, I couldn't miss it bràt.” “Glad to see you'd be present for my Omertà then.” Dimitri clenched his grip on the phone a little. Damien's ascension wasn't something he was looking forward to. “Alicia hun?” Dimitri asked almost sarcastically.He already knew there was only one reason Damien would want to marry Alicia–being the head Irish mafia's daughter. “Yes.” He simply replied and the next second the line went dead. By the time Dimitri’s private jet touched the ground of Chicago, the city was cloaked in the night's darkness. It was enveloped by wind and chaos filled the air like a familiar song—sirens wailing, neon lights flickering, and the pulse of a metropolis that never slept. But Dimitri wasn’t here for nostalgia. His mind was already running through the logistics of maintaining control over his Moscow operations while playing the dutiful brothe
~Back in Dimitri’s Estate~“That's not a very nice way to welcome your husband now, is it tservena?” Lily didn't know why but ever since she woke up her mood had been down. Dmitri had just arrived home since yesterday and he was already in the mood for another tease with his wife.Lily's head jolted to the side as she for the sudden sound of his voice. She was roaming through the halls but she truly hadn't seen him pass by.“I didn't see you…sorry.” Her lips knotted into a thin line.She didn't know why but ever since their visit to his family house, she couldn't help but feel this bubbling in her stomach anytime he was around.Dmitri eyebrows choked up and his playful instincts kicked in. He took two long strides towards her, closing the distance between them in seconds. Their faces were just inches apart. “Do you see me now?“ Lily's breath hitched in her throat at the sudden closeness between them and unconsciously nodded. Dmitri lips tugged to the side as he noticed the tr
12:50pm Dimitri's Estate.Maybe being the mafia's girl did have its pros and well a lot of cons. But still it would hurt to have a few thousand enemies. Lily was still recovering from the previous night's shock. She slept last night with just a half mind and her body still on guard, aware of her surroundings or so she thought, Lily had always been a deep sleeper and afterwards she collapsed in bed. “Good morning sunshine or princess?,” Dimitri's cool voice greeted her as she stepped down from the grand staircase. She yawned, her hands reaching to cover her mouth. “I wonder if you'd be able to stay up when we do what couples do cause gosh you're a heavy sleeper.” Dimitri teased. Lily had soon started dozing off as soon as they switched places in the car the previous night and although she tried to keep her eyes open she failed terribly. Lily ignored Dimitri's comment.“Won't you ask your lovely husband how his night was princess?” Lily's gaze shifted to Dimitri's direction. Sh
1:30am.Death is inevitable, just some earlier than others but Lily Hills didn't imagine her death would come so soon. “Buckle up and hold on tight, we're not alone.“ He had said, but he didn’t mention how much of an unwanted company they were having.Dimitri knew his grandfather wasn't going to let him go so easily but he didn't think he'd go after him immediately. This wasn’t his style, neither was it Dimitri’s style to disrespect him abruptly like that.He shifted his head outside, the road was lonely and their family house being situated in the middle of the forest was another big disadvantage because he could see shit. “W-what do you mean?” Lily's voice came out distant, her face now pale white like she'd seen a ghost. He looked at the rearview mirror again, his face twisted. His old man was predictable but not this predictable, it couldn't possibly be him. A black Mercedes rode far behind them, the headlight turned down enough to be noticed but to still see what stood ahead
12am.Kalashnikov Family Estate.Who wouldn't jump at the idea to become the Mafia's Don's girl? It sounded too fascinating to not jump at the offer immediately.If Lily wasn't in that position then just maybe she would have.The rest of the guests had all cleared out leaving just the Kalashnikov family. Dimitri had already told Lily that it was a family tradition to wait behind after every event for a family meeting. “Lily.” Eva, Dimitri's mother, called out to her, embracing her in a tight hug. The woman smiled. She pulled away, “ How are you darling?”Lily gave her a reassuring nod, "I'm fine, thank you.”Her slightly wrinkled face curled up in a small beautiful smile. “How are you coping darling?” She let out a little laugh, she leaned in as trying to whisper into her ear. “ I hope Dimitri isn't giving you a rough time.”Her thick Russian accent did not fail to give away her nationality, it was obvious in her tone. “Come on dear, you are part of the family now so come on, you
Bratva rule number two: You trust no one, whether family for close ties, you fucking murder if the need arrived.They mafia's were ruthless but that was exactly what made them feared the most. How would one behave in a room full of dangerous, life threatening killers? Was the question running through Lily's mind as she looked at the long sleek black gown laying on her bed. Dimtiri had bought her a sleek black gown cascading down her ground and demanded she wore it for the ceremony. She didn't have much of a choice and refusing wasn't in the least of options..She had to be on her best behavior. Any wrong move could instantly result in the end of her life but a part of her knew that Dimitri wouldn't let that happen.Not as he had her on close watch, as though there was something else on his mind dying to get out.He did swear to protect her after all.Although she had met with his family on their wedding day, but that wasn't a plus point, their wedding was a load of guns and fake pr