"You might fight but I fight smarter"
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Isaac went to the mall to get some stuff for him and a gift for Natalie, while she was in college. When he was finished he realized it was already late. He saw an alley and took a shortcut to home. He wanted to know how Natalie's day went at the university. As he stepped into the alley, he noticed a group of people resting against the wall, smoking. But then they paused and looked at him. Isaac realized who they were and they knew him as well, he had kicked a few of their asses a few times before.
They were of the Smirnov's gang.
He cursed under his breath as some came around him circling him, so he had no way out. He knew he was bound to lose no matter that he could take 4 of them and still win, but now there were twelve. He quickly speed-dialed Albert, the third-best fighter to come to help him. Each member had a chip attached to their phone to track their location, with codes only a few trusted members knew to crack and trace them.
"Ooh, I see your jaw is still out of place"
Isaac said as he pointed out to a man whose jaw he had once broken in a fight.
"We will make you beg us to stop."
"Try me bitch"
He knew he had Albert coming for help, so he would give his best till then. And hopefully not die else Natalie would kill him.
One man came at him, he kicked him in the stomach hard making him on the floor groaning in pain. Another two launched at him, he dodged one's punch, making him hit the other one, then kicked him away. Then the rest of the men grew furious. Four men attacked him together. One had him in a headlock, he bent forward and flipped the person on the ground and then elbowed the person next to him & punched him next.
Isaac threw a punch at the person in the front, while another tried to attack from behind. He quickly turned around and gave a good 180-degree hook kick, making him hit his back to the concrete floor hard. The rest of the men now grew angry at losing to a single guy. They looked at one another & nodded. And jumped to attacked him together. Isaac jumped on a pile of wooden boxes stacked at a side to avoid being attacked at once by all. They ran to him as he jumped on the boxes and kicked those who tried to come at him. And then jumped down to the other side.
He again gave his best till his men came, he took a few punches and kicks as well, as now even he grew tired. But that was until, they grew frustrated, and as Isaac was busy fighting a few men, one of them came from behind and charged at him with a knife. He slashed his bicep making Isaac groan in pain. Others took this opportunity & started punching him. That only lasted a few seconds as they were pulled off him to get beaten up by the Ivanov's gang members.
Albert gave a hard punch to the guy with the knife knocking him out. He quickly went to Isaac who was still attacking a few with his other arm and legs. That was the one thing about Issac, he won't stop even if he is injured rather he would get monstrous and start to beat the living hell out of others, out of anger. Albert pulled him aside to observe his wound.
"Get away from me, I'm gonna kill those bastards"
Albert saw his red murderous eyes, his jaw clenched. He knew there was no way he could stop him without getting a punch or two himself. But he needed to be stopped as he could get infected, plus he had lost a lot of blood already. He knew there was only one way to stop him now.
"Natalie won't be happy seeing you injured."
And just like that, he stopped. Natalie always advises him not to get the best of his anger, he couldn't disappoint her again. As once he almost got killed in a similar situation. Natalie was his weak spot just like he was hers, and Isaac on the verge of death that day broke her down. They were like the twins without whom they couldn't just continue in this life.
Isaac took a breath and looked around. Everyone was fighting, some almost on the verge of death. He then realized they are in America, they can't just kill people here and leave. He knew he had to call Natalie, the situation had gotten out of hand. They had no such power here and could be easily put in jail.
"Here take my phone and call her"
"Why are you not talking?"
"She'll know I'm in pain just by hearing my voice and I don't want her to know yet"
Isaac put his other hand over his wounded one. And now that he was not drunk with anger he could feel the pain spreading all over.
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Natalie quickly drove in her car to the alley behind the mall and saw some men fighting from a distance. She knew they would kill each other just like they were used to in Russia. But this was not their homeland. She pulled a small bag hidden behind the passenger seat and took out a bomb.
Throwing it in the middle of the men fighting. It was a blue smoke bomb. A signal for the Ivanov's gang members to disappear from the scene. They understood the message and as the smoke faded away the Smirnov's men stood there dumbfounded, breathing heavily from the fight looking around to see they were the only ones left while the enemies disappeared.
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"Explain"
Natalie asked in a cold authoritative voice just like her father. They were in one of the houses in which a few of the members were residing. They got tensed at her stern tone.
She saw two men bleeding yet they were bandaging others instead, that was how loyal and committed the gang was, her eyes softened a bit at the scene. She went over to them and started nursing to their wounds gently. They smiled at her a little showing gratitude.
"They started the fight first, we attacked them to respond but I admit we got angry, uh, it won't happen again" Albert answered.
Natalie looked at him and narrowed her eyes
"You are hiding something. Tell me why you got angry?"
He glanced at her hesitating to speak. That is when Natalie saw around and found one person missing.
"Where is Isaac?"
“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.
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
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
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
"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
"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