Lorraine LebedevaI stared at him in disbelief, my hands wrapped around my sore neck, the tears drying on my face."Why the fuck would you do that?!" I questioned my voice cracking midway. I was not scared. I was filled with anger and confusion.Raphaël studied me, his dark eyes softened a hint of guilt forming."I don't trust you." he asserted.My brows pulled together as I glared at him. "I could have left you to rot in that basement but instead I was decent enough to take you with me." I remarked."Yet you were the one who got me locked up in the first place." he proclaimed in a horse deep voice, sending chills trailing down my back."You kidnapped my best friend and injured her." I snarled bitterly.He took a step closer to me. "If you obeyed she wouldn't have been fighting her life in a hospital bed.""If you used your fucking brain, you would have kidnaped me the moment you sneaked in my apartment back in France but clearly poor Raphaël only thinks with his fucking dick and blam
Lorraine Lebedeva"My mother died in my arms."Raphaël did not react whatsoever which made me happy because I did not want his sympathy, I just wanted his help."When?" he asked, his attention focused on me. "On my birthday." I uttered.His eyes softened as he looked into my eyes. His eyes spoke to me as if he understood what I'm feeling."You want my help to find the person who was behind your mothers death?" He trailed off.I pressed my lips together tugging on the bed sheets. Replying with a nod. "Are you ready?" he asked.I did not know what he meant by his question but personally I knew I was ready and I wanted blood.Raphaël caught me by surprise when he pulled me onto his lap. I pushed my brows together. "You are still wounded. I will hurt you." I said.He stroked my right cheek. "You've changed the last time I saw you. You are more - determined to do what you want and hurt." he whispered leaving me speechless."How was I the last time you saw me?" I asked curiously. "You wante
Lorraine LebedevaI woke up to the sound of voices.My eyes fluttered open, stretching my arm out disappointment filled my chest when I felt the empty bed.He was not in bed, the only thing I could feel of him was the pain between my legs.I groan into the pillow, laying there for five minutes as my mind replayed the hot sex between me and Raphaël.My head shot up when the realization hit me.Raphaël took my virginity!Heat rushed to my face, a twisted feeling settling in my gut. Did I regret it?I thought about it deeply...I did not.Now why do I feel so, so...I can't explain this feeling but I feel different in some type of way. I do not know if it was physical or mental.I push my body up and sit at the edge of the bed, the blanket slightly covering my legs, leaving my chest exposed.I ran my fingers through my messy hair and sighed.This is going to be awkward.Rising from the bed, my legs slightly trembled, each step I took to the bathroom the ache between my legs spiked causin
Lorraine LebedevaFrom the night comes a sound as if thunder could be stretched. So I tilt my head upward, seeking lights that flash, the red and white in the deepest of blue skies. For a moment I am still, feeling the cool air, breathing in a steady rhythm. Then there they are, those crazy passing stars, flying high, ever onward."Would you like some red wine?" I jerked my head to the sound of the voice, I was so deep in thought I did not hear what he said until he flashed me the wine bottle.Forcing a smile I shook my head and the man dressed in a two color piece uniform walked away.I sighed and slouched in my chair. The private airplane rode through the sky as if it were on sleek and perfect tracks.My mind couldn't wrap around the fact that I watched a man lose his hand, because of me.Raphaël, the way he acts towards me is so confusing. He treats me like I belong to him and don't at the same time. The way he acted today. Possessive and anger was all I saw when I looked at him.
Raphael RomanoI can't get over her.I'm never going to be.She's the one, she has to be.After what I've done to Marcello I thought about it deeply, would I have done it again?Yes I would.I do not like sharing, especially with someone I deeply care for. The moment I walked into the kitchen and saw her being strangled by him...Something dark within me just took over. All I saw was red.She makes me feel raw and hungry and insatiable; I've missed that so damn much. That special spark is hard to find. It's an overwhelming feeling that means you'd do crazy things, just to have them whisper your name.That moment I realized that I wanted to be hers. Jesus, I haven't been this hard in half a decade. This is just how fucking special she is to me, and why? Why the fuck do I keep pushing her away.?Yet here we are.Everything led to here, now... her.When she grabs my cock and balls over my slacks and I hear her gulp, drives me to the edge.I want to be harrowed, tortured and have her fuck
Lorraine LebedevaIt was a beautiful day in Rome, Italy. The sky was clear, baby blue and the weather was warm, just hot enough to need a fan on an August day.My chest tightened when I stepped foot into the Romano's Mansion.I took in my surroundings, The mansion stood there as if the surrounding nature had embraced it, that the flora flowed within it as much as around it. For the architect had loved the trees so much that there was a mighty oak in the center, centuries old, and the great house had been built around it. The house was welcoming from the open door to the wide hallway. Upon the walls were the photographs of children, so obviously so loved. The floor was an old-fashioned parquet with a blend of deep homely browns and the walls were the green of summer gardens meeting a bold white baseboard. The banister was a twirl of a branch, tamed by the carpenter's hand, its grain flowing as water might, in waves of comforting woodland hues. Under the lamp-shine it was nature's art,
Raphael RomanoThe past week has been heaven on earth. My mother and Lorraine have been enjoying each other's company and I have noticed that Falvio is developing a little crush on Lorraine.Which is annoying since whenever we are at my family house he gets more attention from her then I do.The Bratva have been breathing down our necks since Lorraine disappeared and technically ran away but they don't know that. They think they have a rat and they helped me escape, including kidnapping Lorraine.I was tempted to tell her father that she willingly left and took me with her but seeing him lose his mind better.My father too has been breathing down my neck about Lorraine and the sudden change of plan. I will admit it is short notice and risky to date the daughter of my enemy but fuck that woman has me wrapped around her finger.I do not know what it is but she must continue.My men have been working hard as they tracked every single man that was included in the shootout at Lorraine's bi
Lorraine LebedevaI let out a relaxed sigh when my sore muscles relaxed under the warm water.This past week has been hell.Raphaël kept on pushing me to take training even more seriously and let's say Rhett enjoyed putting me through horrendous torture although I did out beat his skills with knife throwing which I'm actually improving.I have learnt and mastered some new techniques. I was even thinking of creating my own but I'm not sure what yet.Everyday I would leave the house just for training and come back at dawn. Which sucks because it is like I am back living in that Jail house in Russia. It's just that here the weather is warm.So today I decided to reward myself with a relaxing bath. It's currently 22:43pm so Raphael will be back in a few hours.I do not know why but for the past few days he's been giving the cold shoulder. Well he's been acting strange.Each time I tried to talk to him, asking him to open up he would always brush me off or change the topic and we just end
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.