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20: Obsessed With Her?
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2024-12-31 03:18:59
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Kings Of The Bratva   21: Run Enora
ENORA Iâd always thought men like Nikolai were somehow immune to pain, but now that his blood was dripping on the floor, and his eyes were flickering with fury andâĶpain, I couldnât escape being trapped in my own conscience.Truth is, I hadnât intended to stab him, Iâd thought he would move away before the knife reached him. He didnât, and blood was dripping down his chest, the part where my name was inked on.It wasnât the right time to note something like this, but he looked like the painting of the hottest demon in hell.The drip, drip as crimson liquid fell to the floor was the only thing heard in the room for the seconds after I cut him. My nerves were working up, making me anxious. I knew Iâd crossed a line. What Nikolai would do to me now could only be left to my imagination.And I wasnât going to apologize.âYou really shouldnât have, malysh.â He grabbed the knife from me and tossed it across the room, smearing the floor further with red. His jaws twitched and his eyes gloomed
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-12-31Kings Of The Bratva   22: Getting Spanked
ENORA I complied; heâd turned me into a horny idiot.âTake your hands off,â he demanded. âI want to see everything.âSlowly, I moved my hands away from my breasts and let them fall to my sides. His eyes beamed with something I couldnât quite pinpoint as he stared at me.âGod, baby. Youâre so fucking beautiful.âHeat rushed to my cheeks, maybe because he just picked up another nickname for me, baby. Or because he just called me beautiful. Could have been both.âLie on your back with your legs apart.âI gasped, my throat dry with a slutty thirst.âNow!âI lay on my back, spreading my legs with my eyes closed. I heard Nikolaiâs footsteps and he came to me before I felt his paper-light touch on my thighs. âBeg me to lick you, malysh.âThere was no way Iâd beg him, he either wanted to or not. But that was until his finger slid into my pussy; this man would make me go insane. âPlease.ââSay it like you mean it, baby.ââLick me, please,â I panted. It was hard not to with the way his finger
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-01Kings Of The Bratva   23: Grumpy Babysitter
ENORA Nikolai definitely chose Mikhail to chaperone me out of spite, that much I was sure of. The man hadnât moved his eyes away from me since we entered the tattoo shop, but that was less of a problem compared to the fact that he hadnât spoken a single word to me for the past three hours since we left the house, not even when I asked what type of tattoo his brother would like.Truthfully, Iâd only asked because I wanted the exact opposite of what Nikolai would like, but when Mikhail returned my question with a glare more terrifying than death itself, it made me feel like I was being ridiculous. He was probably one of the old-school kind of guys that thought women had no right to tattoos. Most men in our world were like that, closed-minded and misogynistic. Ewww!âTheyâre so pretty,â the tattoo lady said to me with a beam. âHow did you think of something so lovely?âI glared at Mikhail standing by the door like a mannequin made for the gym and then gave the tattoo lady my kindest sm
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-02Kings Of The Bratva   24: High School Crush
ENORAâI need something expensive.âShe gave me a full-length glance, condescension lurking being her polite smile. âUhmâĶââWhat? You think I canât afford to buy something expensive?â Iâd worn another set of Nikolaiâs oversized baggy shorts and tees which I understood could make me look shabby, but they were designer and looked as expensive as they felt on my skin.âNo, maâam, not at all.â She gestured for me to follow her. âIâll show you our new arrivals.ââThank you,â I said, holding a confiscated smile.I spent the next hour picking out new clothes, bags, and shoes and by the time I was done, my knees were weak and my stomach was rumbling. I regretted not having breakfast before leaving.âYour bill is fifty thousand dollars, maâam.âI removed Nikolaiâs credit card from my shorts with glee and handed it to Sophia. It felt good spending someone elseâs money, at least someone who wasnât my papa, not that he limited how much of his dirty money I spent. I just didnât enjoy spending it a
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-02Kings Of The Bratva   25: Raging Storm
NIKOLAI Enora Patrizio was going to be the death of meâthat was a fact I didnât need to deny. Sitting in this dark container with these freaking Chicago Al Capone was the last place I really wanted to be, especially not when I had an ass as soft as Enoraâs to get back to.Itâd been five fucking hours since I left her earlier today, yet I couldnât get the image of her naked body out of my head. Her delicate olive skin, her full breasts that kicked every sexual nerve in me into action, and Christ, her loud moans.I took a pack of cigarettes out of my suit jacket, pinned one between my lips, and lit it. Every pop sent smoke and dirty images of my little slut to my head. Iâd even lost control and fucked her so roughly that her skin was purple with marks this morning. It was probably for the best that I marked my territory on things that were mine.My phone bleeped; it was a message from Mikhail. Heâd sent a picture of Enoraâs tattoo; sheâd made one that looked almost like mine except f
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-04Kings Of The Bratva   26: Touch Yourself
NIKOLAIThis woman was driving me beyond my limit. âDonât test my patience, malysh.â I didnât mean for it to come out as a roar, but it did.I kept banging on the door for the next few minutes while Enora completely ignored me. I moved back and with one kick of my leg, the door flew open. Enora was still wearing the dress she came back with, and she looked stunned that Iâd actually managed to open the door.She probably hadnât learned that I didnât bluff.âWhat the fuck is wrong with you?!ââI should be asking you the same, Enora.â Animosity seeped through us both. âWho do you think you are to hurt my friends.ââHe wasnât your friend,â I yelled. âYouâre not allowed to have any friends, Enora. Not a single friend.ââAnd who are you to make that decision for me?âI covered the space between us. âI own you, Enora, you better get used to that.ââOwn me?â She scoffed. âNo one owns me, not even you or my fucking dad. Iâm not a piece of furniture or a gun you fuckers use to do your dirty bus
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-04Kings Of The Bratva   27: Going On A Date..?
ENORA âThereâs no way Iâm wearing that,â I said to Valentin, pushing the box of a designer dress in his hand away. âI prefer something more modest.âValentin squinted at me, probably not believing me.All my life, my papa had me dressed up in revealing clothes. How else could I attract men to their deaths if I didnât seduce them first?Remembering it made my tongue bitter and I would really vomit my whole stomach out if I didnât stop trying to replay the memories in my head.âWhat do we do? He shopped these for you himself.âNikolai and I had been getting along pretty well for some days now. I no longer got mad when he called me wife and heâd been pretty nice to me as well.He still teased me sometimes though. The man couldnât help his mischievous nature, and I still made out time to taunt him whenever I wanted to as well.Other than that, we were cool with each other. Almost like a married couple who cared for each other dearly. WhoâĶloved each other.Love was out of the equation, b
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-01-05Kings Of The Bratva   28: Betrayed And Sold
ENORA There was only one thing I could think of, and my eyes watered as I tilted my head toward Nikolai. He had his eyes on the road as if there wasnât a driver navigating the car in the front seat.âAre you taking me back to my papa?âNikolai didnât reply, he didnât even bother to look at me, and I had my answer then. âI guess you are,â I said quietly.Panic rose in my chest and my nerves were a wrecking mess. If Nikolai was taking me back to Carlos Patrizio, then I had no choice. I would have to kill my papa tonight and kill myself.Death was a better fate for me than returning to that hellhole.âIâd be dead by morning if thatâs where youâre taking me.â I smiled, my eyes filled with tears that I didnât even bother to hide. Bold of me to even assume Nikolai cared whether I lived or died.He was being nice to me, and Iâd overestimated my importance in his life. Iâd forgotten my place. Despite the diamond shining on my ring finger, I was still nothing but a prisoner.Nikolai finally t
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Kings Of The Bratva   A/N
Hey my loves!Iâm beyond grateful for each of you who came along for this ride with Roman and Aria! But donât get too comfortable, because Book Four is coming up fast and itâs going to be amazing! I canât wait for you to dive back in!Please let me know what you think so farâIâm always excited to hear your thoughts!ð
Kings Of The Bratva   EpilogueÂ
- AriaThe bookstore was bustling with people the moment it opened for the evening, and a long line went out the door.The cozy store on the corner lit up the dark street with its warm light, and that fuzzy feeling in my chest was something I had looked forward to since I was a child.Nestled toward the back of the store in bookcases and boxes upon boxes of my own work, I sat, Sharpie in hand while I smiled for my readers.At one point in my life, I never thought Iâd be able to say thatâmy readers. Never thought Iâd have the chance to follow my dreams and just write.But stacks of my novel sat next to me while each person approached my pop-up table with their copies.Roman had put Lyra and Enora in charge of organizing the signing and launch party, but it was no secret that Valentin had his input taken into consideration too.String lights twinkled above my head to make the evening feel even more special. Paired with the free hot drinks and food, the rush of energy in the air, and the
Kings Of The Bratva   41: Congratulations
- RomanMy leg wouldnât stop shaking from my place in the waiting room chair, nerves completely frayed.I intended on being in the delivery room with Aria, but after seeing her in pain without being able to do anything about it, slicked it sweat and wincing, Iâd flushed.The doctorâs attention shifted to me not far into it, and she told me to take a walk. Not wanting to disobey a good docâs orders, I complied and walked out.I didnât want to admit to anyone that the thought of witnessing the bloody scene that was to come made me feel woozy, but once the chance to take a break from it arose, I took it.Yet it didnât make me feel any better about it.I should be in there with her, I thought to myself, fighting a silent battle.I was no stranger to blood or gore. In fact, I had seen the worst of the worst while working, yet it seemed completely brand new to me today.Head in my hands, I closed my eyes and tried to pull myself together.âCouldnât handle it?âLifting my head, I found Valen
Kings Of The Bratva   40: Safe In His Arms
AriaA pleasant haze consumed me as Roman continued to dote on me, taking the time to carefully wash my hair and free me of that grimy feeling. He even rubbed my neck and shoulders, releasing all the tension left there. His touch was like magic and exactly what I needed.I didnât realize how tense I had been until all the knots were worked out, and I sat more relaxed in the tub.With my long, even breaths, I felt better than I had in quite some time, in complete awe of Roman and his care. It was like he wanted to make up for lost time, and I didnât mind one bit.âI could get used to this,â I sighed, eyes closed as he returned his hands to my neck and didnât let up.He chuckled quietly from behind me. âDonât worry, massages will be an often occurrence. You say the word and Iâll get to it, or I could hire someone to set up a massage table for you.âBoth sounded incredibly perfect. I hummed, âDonât tempt me.ââWhatever you need. Whatever you want, it will be yours,â Roman promised, dipp
Kings Of The Bratva   39: Stand With You
Aria It felt like having a rock in my gut to finally put that ultimatum on the table, but I knew it needed to be done. I couldnât sit around and pretend like this baby didnât exist. Like it wasnât a critical conversation we needed to have.Roman paused his scrubbing and leaned against the tub, ensuring our eye contact was held. His tone was genuine. âI know that I didnât react how I shouldâve, but I wonât miss out on a second of raising our child. You shouldnât have to face this difficult thing alone. In fact, you donât need to return to work or your old life. As long as you let me, Iâll stand with you and this baby until my last breath. I will take care of you both.âMy heart swelled at his words, feeling a sort of relief that I hadnât known in some time. Tears ran down my cheeks as I was overwhelmed by his sincerity.Roman reached out and wiped a tear away with his thumb. He smiled warmly. âI tried so hard to not fall for you. The first time I saw you, I knew it would be nearly imp
Kings Of The Bratva   38: I'm SorryÂ
- AriaI never thought I'd miss Roman's house as much as I did until I ended up in that cold basement.The relief I felt upon returning was immense, despite how exhausted I was.I couldn't believe I had been kidnapped again. How had I somehow managed to get caught in the middle of it all? It wasn't ideal, and it certainly wasn't how I had hoped the night would go.But Roman had found me. He risked his life to get me back, and while it didn't fix everything, it was a start.Shaking even as we walked into the warm house, I couldn't seem to get the chill out of my bones.Roman noticed at once, expression riddled with concern. Instead of making me walk another step, he scooped me up in his arms and held me against his chest."Don't worry about anything, I'll draw you a bath."Lacking the energy to fight or say otherwise, I relaxed in his hold, cheek pressed against his warmth.We went down the hall and up the stairs until we reached his master bedroom, to my surprise. I was placed on the
Kings Of The Bratva   37: Blood For BloodÂ
Roman He paused, pretending as if he were giving it some consideration. He sucked in air through his teeth. âNo, I donât think I will. We both know that would never work.âHe wasnât as stupid as I initially thought. He was right, it would never work. Hence why he wasnât going to make it out of that basement."We wouldn't be in this standoff if you hadn't walked into our house with your guns drawn," Marco said, expression souring. "For full transparency, you were supposed to wait until we moved her. Until I got my answers and had a little fun. But you just couldn't wait. Why are you the only one who gets to bed your captive? God certainly has His favorites."I clenched the gun in my grasp, losing my patience. "And you can't be killed soon enough."Marco laughed at that, relaxing the blade before securing it against Aria's neck again. She flinched. "You're just mad that I managed to pull off what you failed to do. Teresa had been practically waiting to get abducted. It was the perfect
Kings Of The Bratva   36: StandoffÂ
- RomanMy gun was aimed at Marco while Dimitri had his pressed against Sal's head, a warning to Marco that his father's life was on the line and that we would waste no time ending it.With his knife pressed against Aria's throat, we were at a standstill.Marco laughed to himself, starting with a low chuckle that built into a full one, amused by it all.It made my blood boil.Aria closed her eyes despite her tears, trying not to move, should she force the blade closer to her skin by accident.Seeing her there, under his mercy, was my worst nightmare. She was innocent to our world, having only exposed herself to it through her novels. Through her passions. Yet, she found herself in the position that no woman in the mafia world wanted to be in. To the Espositos, her capture was nothing more than a tactic to get us to comply, a means of having something over my head. But to me, her being taken meant everything. Her safety meant even more.I hated imagining how scared she was to be taken
Kings Of The Bratva   35: Rage And Rescue II
RomanAs quietly as I could, I opened the back gate, careful not to let it squeak. The two of us slipped through, moving silently through the elaborate backyard. Even if he was facing us, the guard likely wouldn't have caught sight of us through everything in the garden and the decorations.Blending in with the darkness around us, we split apart, and Dimitri got himself in range while I kept going toward the back deck.One small pop took the guard out as he slumped in his chair, blood streaking down his head and neck. Dimitri joined me at the back door, sliding through the gap he had left open.Entering the house was disorienting. We didn't have a floor plan on hand, and it was up to us to sneak around without being caught.The silent main floor allowed us the chance to breathe and make a decision. We could either cover the whole level then move upstairs, or assume Aria was up there to begin with. That seemed unlikely, but starting from the top seemed to make more sense.We crept thro
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