"Old scars don't fade so soon.." Adrian froze and the man walked up to him with a small smile on his face. "Missed me?" Dimitri and Isaac too took a look at the man and were blown away. They couldn't believe this was happening... "How?' Adrian whispered, he felt like he was hallucinating. He couldn't believe that right in front of him stood his uncle, who he thought died long ago. Maxim Smirnov. Adrian could see the scars on his face, the scars were the proof he was in that accident. But how did he survive and where was he all this time? "You survived? But how?—" Maxim came to Adrian and pulled him into a hug. Adrian hugged him back, even though he was happy that his uncle was here, that he was alive he still couldn't feel happiness, he felt her missing and that was something too big to overcome. Isaac too was astonished to see him. His father was very close with Maxim, he always told great things about Maxim to him. Isaac also knew that had he been alive his father wouldn't
Dimitri couldn't believe his ears, his sister, Mila was in love. She was pregnant too. His heart ached thinking how all her happiness was taken away in one moment. He was going to be an uncle, and a small version of his sister would be roaming around. Not only did she lose it all, but she also died very painfully... Adrian's eyes were teary too. Why did he ever help that man? Wasn't he the one because of whom he succeeded so many times. Why did he ever believe his father without thinking for himself first? He just was lost in the fact that he was his family. That his father must be right, he could have never thought that he was burning with envy for his own brother who actually helped him reach where he was today that he was so insecure about his position in the gang, that the post meant so much to him he could even kill his own brother. Adrian was ashamed of himself, he always thought twice before trusting someone. But he was blind when it came to his father. And now he lost her he
"Guess I never knew love how love knew me..." Roman was laying on his luxurious chair. Pride filled in his heart. He won. He won after all these years. The moment Natalie died he had won. He chuckled as he drank some scotch. He was the king of the mafia world now. Everyone feared him. They all called him the best leader of all. He killed his brother's murderers. He took Maxim's revenge. He chuckled as he opened his cupboard and got out that gun. The sniper rifle he used to kill his brother. This was where his story began. This was where he started to write his fate. He suddenly heard some commotion outside. He got up and walked out curiously. It was all peaceful now so what was this about. Then a man came running to him. "Sir Dimitri attacked us!" Roman's eyes widened. Didn't he kill him? "What the hell are you saying, you idiot! He is dead." He snarled at the man's face with anger laced in his voice. He shook his head in fear as he spoke, "Sir he is right outside. He is aliv
"After the dark nights, there is always a sunrise..." Natalie walked into her room, her eyes on the book in her hand. Adrian was sitting on a chair as he too had a few books scattered on the table. "Just two more weeks" Natalie sighed as she sat down on Adrian's lap. His attention immediately turned to her as he wrapped his arm around her waist. He looked at her with utmost love. She looked up from her book feeling his gaze and raised an eyebrow in question. He didn't answer with words but smiled softly and tucked her hair behind her ear. "Two more weeks alone." He corrected Natalie making her chuckle as she nodded. After the whole story was finally revealed and Roman paid for what he did. Natalie and Adrian were forced to go back to the US to finish the degrees they had left in between. They were hesitant at first but Dimitri urged them to finish it while he and Maxim will handle the mafia business. Not that it really needed any special attention now. It was working splendidly
6 months later Adrian and Isaac looked at each other and sighed, they were surrounded by the police. They got out of their cars with their guns pointed at them and yelled, "Hands in the air and drop your weapons." Isaac raised an eyebrow at that but Adrian cleared his throat looking at him, signaling him to do as said. Reluctantly they both threw the gun in their hand on the ground. Adrian looked at Isaac, as he dropped another gun on the ground. The cops were right in front of them as one yelled, "Drop all your weapons. Fast" "Like I need any to fight you.." he muttered under his breath, Adrian held back the smirk forming on his lips. Then Isaac proceeded to through five guns strapped onto him on the ground and when the cops thought he was done, he started dropping a few knives he had with him as well. The cops were a little frightened they knew who these two were but they still held a gallant look on their faces. Their jaw dropped to the ground when they saw so many knives and
3 years later Natalie hesitatingly looked up from the ground into Thomas's eyes. She finally gathered the courage and told him everything about his real parents. Her heart was thumping loudly as she waited to hear him but he was blankly gazing at her. He was just nine years old but probably more mature than an 18-year-old today. Thomas sighed almost in disappointment making Natalie hold her breath as negative thoughts started coming into her head. Was he blaming her? Did he not see her as his mother anymore? Did he not love her anymore? Would he not want to live with her anymore? What if he started hating— She was pulled out of her thought as she felt his finger wiping a lone tear that fell from her eye without her even realizing it. A frown was visible on Thomas's face as he wiped the tear away and then looked at Natalie with a small scowl. "Did you really think I would blame you for something you were never at fault for?" Natalie could hear the slight anger in his voice, sadne
8 months later Natalie woke up groaning slightly, caressing her belly. She was near the due date now. Sighing she got up to go to the bathroom. After she was done showering she wore a white summer dress. Getting out of the bathroom she saw Adrian sitting on the bed waiting for her. He immediately got up and walked to her to kiss her forehead. Natalie smiled lightly but she had a slight headache along with back pain and not to mention how her feet were killing her. Adrian saw right through that tight smile knowing she must be in some pain and helped her sit on the bed. He brought a tray forward which had all her favorite food. Natalie didn't really have any weird cravings but she craved crazily for chocolates and cheese. Not together though. Natalie smiled lightly at the food in front of her, knowing Adrian cooked it all. He didn't trust any maid to cook for her. He would stay at home most of the time for her and cook instead, sometimes Dimitri and Maxim would too cook for her. I
“It was a love that was inevitable” 3 years later Natalie enters a club. Loud music was blasting and it was filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat. She walked further in the crowd to the VIP section. There she found the person she was looking for, surrounded by half-naked women dancing around him as he drank while looking at them with his lecherous gaze. Her jaw clenched looking at the audacity of this man, prancing around here with different women every night despite having a wife. She looked at the papers in her hand as her fist tightened around them before she walked over to him with a deadly gaze. The women were irritated by her coming in between them but after one look at her calm but deadly eyes they ran away. She saw how his eyes were filled with frustration because of this disruption, but he still didn't realize it was Natalie standing a few meters away. Natalie's anger rose further as she stood in front of him before throwing the papers on the table in front of him.