Raphael Romano"For fucks sake Marcello!" Abree cried out.I sighed. Those two act like children when they are together. They argue over the smallest things. It's fucking irritating I did not come here to babysit and watch over adults that act like fucking five-year-olds."Next time you play with my knives I will use one to slit your throat," Marcello warned. "Slit her throat I shoot your fucking brains out." I declared. Abree laughed. I rolled my eyes.Rising from the couch I walked into the kitchen to find knives all over the place and unknown liquid smudged on the kitchen island. Marcello is on the floor with his hands pinned above his head as Abree is pressing Marcello's blade against his neck and her body on top of his."What the fuck." I questioned in disgust as I pictured something else.Having a dirty mind is a curse and a blessing.Abree smiled innocently. "Hello dear brother. I'm glad you could join me as I kill off this so-called best friend of yours.""Right." she spokes t
Abree RomanoI sat in silence, watching and listening as the brothers spoke about themselves and the reason why they were in Russia.I turned to look at Katina and her jade-colored eyes gleamed as she believed everything that slipped out of their dirty fucking mouths.My gaze shifts to Nathaniel then back at Christopher. I studied everything about them a year ago. The only thing I didn't have were pictures in their files. Only descriptions of what they looked like.Nathaniel has dark hair that's brushed back, his steel blue eyes stared back at me with the corner of his lips curled up into a smirk. His skin is pale but blood circulates in his cheeks that leaves a rosy color. Christopher's voluminous blonde curls looped around his face, his brown eyes are welcoming but if you watched him closely you could sense behind this sweet mask his wearing is a ruthless being. His jaw is defined and has olive-toned skin. They are both beautiful but dangerous.The brother are both orphanages, they
Lorraine Lebedeva"Knife throwing is art." Josephine declared.I studied each and every single knife that was displayed on the table in front of me. They all had different sharp ends, blade designs, weights and were different sizes.Truly fascinated by them."First thing, choose your knife, and don't just choose for the sake of choosing. You have to pick wisely. Pick as if you're picking a baby at an orphanage. You must have that gut feeling..." she paused, picked up a small blade and whispered. "You are my baby."I smiled at how silly she's explaining knife throwing."Anyone who can throw a stick, stone, or baseball can also learn how to throw a knife with skill and accuracy." She mentioned.We've gone through most of the practical training. Shooting, dealing with dangerous bombs, one on one combat, and the basics of coding.I've learned a lot throughout these months. They were all interesting but I had no passion for either of them and now that we focused on knives, I'm intrigued by
Lorraine Lebedeva5 DAYS AGO"There is something I have to tell you," I said before closing the door behind us.He glared at me and then back at Katina who was standing behind me. "With your...friend?" he gestured towards Katina. "Yes," I said."Lora I don't have time for your little games if you want to go somewhere the answer is no," he said. "So, please leave my off-.""It's about Mr. Romano," I explained."Raphael Romano."His jaw clenched and his cold stare shifted to pure hatred and disgust but yet curiosity lingered.There's no turning back now.I cleared my throat and approached him with slow steps. I took a seat in front of him and his attention shifted to Katina who was still standing next to the door with her hands glued to her side."Are you going to stand there the whole day?" My father asked as he grew impatient. Katina looked at me and she looked frightened. Like her mother caught her in a big lie that she can't get out of."It's okay Katina." I reassured her. Her body
Lorraine LebedevaI drew my gun in his direction. "Where. Is. She?" I repeated with a lowered tone.He eyed the woman beside him, then scoffed. "Is this some kind of fucking joke Lorraine..." Raphael trailed off. "Is this supposed to scare me?"His brows snapped together and I glared at him.The tension between us grew by the second, we pretended to be nothing more than enemies, and it was boiling under the surface.Raphael glared dangerously, as did the woman beside him before he smiled at me. "Give us the girl Raphael and no one get's hurt." Dante warned.Raphael took a few steps forward, and the guards cocked their guns, ready to fire when I gave them the word."Oh, no I'm afraid it doesn't work like that." he chuckled darkly.His attention shifts to me, amusement flashes in his eyes. "You want her safe and sound, give me what I want." he declared, his voice coming out low and threatening which sends unwanted shivers trailing down my body."Make me." I said. He smirked knowing that
Lorraine Lebedeva"Ma'am!""Ma'am!"I wanted to reverse time and warn myself not to drag Katina into this. What I've done has made me sweaty, it felt like my life was running out of me. My body felt so weak. My vision was hazy, palms sweating, heart pounding, dry mouth and my windpipe felt clogged up, All I could hear were muffled noises, and a constant ring.I felt like I was having a panic attack, I couldn't control my breathing, I couldn't think, my mind was hazy. It felt like my chest might get crushed any minute until I was pulled out of my panic by Dante violently shaking me-pulling me back into reality."Ma'am they are getting away!" He yelled. My breathing was heavy as my mind tried to process everything that happened."W-who?" I asked to whistle the sound of explosives rumbling within the walls."Raphael." He said.The mention of his name caused rage to flow through me like lava.He's going to pay.I will make sure he fucking pays.I grabbed Dante's gun and checked if it was
Lorraine Lebedeva"Ms. Preobrazhensky is suffering from TBI, traumatic brain injury. Her current state from the wound is penetrating when the projectile enters the cranium, but does not exit." The doctor explained, as he went through Katina's medical files.Dante squeezed my shoulder out of comfort. I gave him a small smile, and sighed."So, when do you think she will wake up?" I demand. He adjusts his spectacles and clears his throat. "Well, the projectile itself went through the brain, there is injury from both the direct penetration of the brain and from transmission of a pressure wave with high-velocity projectile traveling through the brain tissue. Both bleeding and damage from this pressure wave results in brain swelling, which can also lead to death."I shook my head. "No, you did not answer my question." I complained, crossing my arms."Ma'am..." Dante trailed off.My shoulder's fell in defeat. All I wish is for her to wake up. It's my fault she's battling for her life right
Lorraine Lebedeva"Lora." A sweet voice called out my name, I moaned and shifted in my bed. The voice gently laughs then shakes me, which awakes me.I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was my mother's bright smile stretched across her beautiful face."Freshen up, we are going out in an hour." She announced.I licked my chapped lips and lifted myself up, resting my head on my bed's leather headboard."What time is it?" I asked, my voice coming out raspy. "It's noon." she said before leaning in and pecking my forehead. "I'll wait for you downstairs."She soothed her beige colored trousers before walking away, shutting my bedroom door leaving me in silence.I sigh and purposely drown myself in my silk bed sheets.I just want my birthday over and done with.⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅"Let me see Lorraine!? " My mother wheedled with excitement.I soothed the sleeveless satin red long dress that touches the floor, it has a deep split between my thighs with a revealing cleavage. I don't have to
Lorraine Lebedeva5 YEARS LATER"Calm down Lora." Abree exclaimed, she gripped onto my shoulder and forced me face her. "Deep breath in..." she proclaims then takes a deep breath in. I mimic her actions. "And out." she says, exhaling and I did so too.My heartbeat was quick, goosebumps trailing up my spine as my palms sweat from the nervousness."What if something goes wrong? What if I trip and fall? What if I say the wrong words? Wha-" Abree interrupted my panic when she shoved a piece of chocolate in my mouth then turned me around as I came into view with myself.For the first time I felt and looked beautiful.I did not want to style my hair. It was black and long as it grew over the years till it reached my mid-back. My makeup was light as always, my cheeks powered with a rosy colour. My lips painted red and my light eyeshadow made my blue eyes pop with a touch of mascara.The dress runs vertically from the shoulders straight to the floor like a gown a royal would wear. Layers of l
Lorraine LebedevaThe aroma of spaghetti and mince hangs in the air when Raphaël walks into the kitchen.Unbuttoning his jacket, he takes it off while his eyes scan over me. "You cooked?" is the first thing he said to me in 4 days.Raphaël and I have been living together in Italy for the past five months. It has been heaven, but I hated that work got in-between our time we had together. When he left for a business trip for days I would be left home and with me it would be vice versa.These 4 days without him has been awful. I missed him when he wrapped me around his arms. Home did not feel like home without him being near me but I have grown close with the Romano's they have accepted me in like their own. Flavio and I would always hang out whenever I visited the Romano's. Abree and I eventually tolerated each other and grew close over these past few months.I can actually call her my friend.Raphaël's parents treat me like I'm their own daughter which makes my heart melt. They finally
Lorraine LebedevaToday is the day.Just calm Lorraine. You can do this..."Hey..." a soft voice pulled me out of my trance. I lift my head and I meet his gaze. "I'll be by your side okay. Just remember to hold your head up high because you are the queen of the Bratva and will always be my queen." Raphaël reassured me.Warmth filled my chest. Raphaël leaned in, placing a gentle kiss to my forehead. "Plus, whoever tries to cross the line with you I will fucking destroy them."I let out a small laugh. "Thank you...?" I trailed off.Once the SUV pulled up in-front of a skyscraper I took the building in aware. I was definitely not expecting this... I must my admit Simeon had a taste for modern architecture.As we pulled into the driveway, I'm helped out of the care even though I can manage on my own. I've given up scolding Raphaël whenever he tried to help with things I'm capable of doing. This man does not listen to me. He placed his hand on my lower back as we walked into the building
Lorraine LebedevaIt was raining.My eyes focused on the grave 16 feet away from me as I sat in the car. It's going to be my first time actually seeing her.I let out a shaky breath and shook of the nervous feeling.Come in Lorraine, you can do this. You have to do this. For her...A week has gone by since the incident with Simeon. Dante tried to escape but Simeon's- my men caught him along the way. I'm going to save him for something special.Raphaël and I agreed that we will not take down the house Bratva instead we will expand the territory and finally sign a peace treaty to end the feud that has been going on between the Russian and Italians. It's time for something new to be born. I will leading the Brava under the knowledge that Simeon has forced me to know. Organized crime groups exist in many countries, but the most powerful groups are Russian and Italian mafia. There is a great difference between origins and predispositions of the Italian and Russian organized crime groups. s
Lorraine LebedevJust as I casually walk by a set of sliding doors, I see a group of men gathering around three parked SUVs. I knew something was up. Simeon was not home, he left five days ago due to an emergency.Just as Raphaël promised, I was on the lookout for anyone who might be sent by Raphaël and I have spotted all five. They are either cleaners or gardeners who were replaced.Josephine and I talked two days ago as she explained the plan for me. Raphaël managed to wreck one of Simeon's biggest shipments of the year from the Irish which cost Simeon over half a billion dollars of stock being stolen. Probably more weapons and illegal substances. That was phase one of the plan. A distraction. Phase two was to swap around the workers for the house so that they could work from the inside and plus with Simeon being distracted no one really pays attention to do background checks with swapped workers. Simeon will be back before midnight as I was informed by one of Raphaël's undercover w
Lorraine Lebedeva"Eat Lorraine." Simeon demands.I didn't bother to look up as my gaze was fixed on my plate filled with chicken and vegetables."I'm not hungry." I mumbled as I used my fork to move the vegetables around the plate.Silence hummed in the air as I felt Simeon's gold stare lasering into me. I slowly lifted my gaze and gawked at him. "You need to eat." he said slowly, more so you could hear the threat in his tone.His annoyance flared, as his pulse slammed in his neck.I forced down the sick feeling by climbing on the table and stabbing him in the eye with my fork. I stabbed a piece of broccoli with my fork and shoved it into my mouth, his threatening gaze on me as the tension rose by the second our anger and disgust mixed together creating a dangerous combo.Tick tock, tick tockThe sound of the clock ringed in my ears, as the atmosphere darkened.The audacity of him, forcing me to sit down and have family dinner like everything is normal and okay. Like our relationship
Raphaël Romano"You have no business here." she whispers as her face turns white.I shake my head and place the locked suitcase on top of the table. The club is electric tonight everyone feeding off the smiles and dancing tonight.Abree and Marcello appear beside me, I look up to them and Abree gives me a curt nod gesturing that we are in the clear and no one seems suspicious...for now.I unlock the suitcase and flash the woman in front of me 1 million dollars in cash. She eyed the money and me then shook her head."Look, I've been risking my ass for you Raphaël but these are getting dark and I don't think I can keep up with this." she said.I lean back against the couch, my legs spread wide and arms rested on the head of the couch."I have her Josephine and if you want to see your daughter's face again, then shut the fuck up and do your job and as a bonus I am generous enough to pay for her treatments." I proclaimed. Josephine lowered her head as she clenched her fist beside her.Aft
Lorraine Lebedeva3 MONTHS LATERHis fist collided with my face, sending me to the ground so quickly my hair whipped around my face before I hit the mat.I groaned in pain as the hard impact of my chest crushed my lungs and ribs that it became difficult to breathe for a few moments. I was frozen on the boxing ring's floor, almost dead, before I tried to push myself up. My arms wobbled, my chest rose and fell as I desperately tried to get the air back in my lungs. Sweat dripped from my forehead as it glided down my flesh.Get the fuck up Lorraine, you are embarrassing yourself.I managed to get to one knee before crumbling back onto the mat. My limbs are giving up on me.I have been in training for the past 9 hours with no breaks. Simeon has been torturing me for the past 3 months and 4 weeks since I've been back.He made me do terrible things I'd never forgive him for.I killed dozens of people.I skinned people alive, set them on fire, let them drowned, tortured them with weapons' I
Lorraine LebedevaDay 1"Mother!" I screamed.I quickly rushed towards her and placed her head on my thighs.My chest tightened when I saw tears streaming down her face."Mom, mom, no, no don't worry you will be okay..." I sobbed. "You'll be okay." Nodding my head rapidly, I convinced myself that this was a dream. That I should pinch myself awake.She grabbed my hands and kissed it. "Don't worry baby." She whispered, smiling wickedly. "You did this to me, you killed me."Blood rushed out of the open wound as the warmth of life was slowly fading away.I woke up with a gasp. My sweat drenched in the sheets as it slid off my body. I looked around widely, certain to find an intruder but nothing except deep shadows skulled the corners of my room.The pale blue hues of twilight, filtered through the white lace curtains, the wind fluttering the windows.It was just a nightmare.It was just a nightmare.It was the first time I've ever had a nightmare of my mother, especially since her death.