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22: Getting Spanked
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Kings 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 hadn’t 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 hadn’t 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, I’d 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!“They’re so pretty,” the tattoo lady said to me with a beam. “How did you think of something so lovely?”I glared at Mikhail standing by the door like a mannequin made for the gym and then gave the tattoo lady my kindest sm
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ENORA“I need something expensive.”She gave me a full-length glance, condescension lurking being her polite smile. “Uhm…”“What? You think I can’t afford to buy something expensive?” I’d worn another set of Nikolai’s 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.“No, ma’am, not at all.” She gestured for me to follow her. “I’ll show you our new arrivals.”“Thank you,” 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.“Your bill is fifty thousand dollars, ma’am.”I removed Nikolai’s credit card from my shorts with glee and handed it to Sophia. It felt good spending someone else’s money, at least someone who wasn’t my papa, not that he limited how much of his dirty money I spent. I just didn’t enjoy spending it a
Last Updated : 2025-01-02Kings Of The Bratva 25: Raging Storm
NIKOLAI Enora Patrizio was going to be the death of me—that was a fact I didn’t 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 Enora’s to get back to.It’d been five fucking hours since I left her earlier today, yet I couldn’t 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. I’d 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. He’d sent a picture of Enora’s tattoo; she’d made one that looked almost like mine except f
Last Updated : 2025-01-04Kings Of The Bratva 26: Touch Yourself
NIKOLAIThis woman was driving me beyond my limit. “Don’t test my patience, malysh.” I didn’t 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 I’d actually managed to open the door.She probably hadn’t learned that I didn’t bluff.“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”“I should be asking you the same, Enora.” Animosity seeped through us both. “Who do you think you are to hurt my friends.”“He wasn’t your friend,” I yelled. “You’re not allowed to have any friends, Enora. Not a single friend.”“And who are you to make that decision for me?”I covered the space between us. “I own you, Enora, you better get used to that.”“Own me?” She scoffed. “No one owns me, not even you or my fucking dad. I’m not a piece of furniture or a gun you fuckers use to do your dirty bus
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ENORA “There’s no way I’m wearing that,” I said to Valentin, pushing the box of a designer dress in his hand away. “I prefer something more modest.”Valentin 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 didn’t seduce them first?Remembering it made my tongue bitter and I would really vomit my whole stomach out if I didn’t stop trying to replay the memories in my head.“What do we do? He shopped these for you himself.”Nikolai and I had been getting along pretty well for some days now. I no longer got mad when he called me wife and he’d been pretty nice to me as well.He still teased me sometimes though. The man couldn’t 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. Who…loved each other.Love was out of the equation, b
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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 wasn’t a driver navigating the car in the front seat.“Are you taking me back to my papa?”Nikolai didn’t reply, he didn’t even bother to look at me, and I had my answer then. “I guess you are,” 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.“I’d be dead by morning if that’s where you’re taking me.” I smiled, my eyes filled with tears that I didn’t even bother to hide. Bold of me to even assume Nikolai cared whether I lived or died.He was being nice to me, and I’d overestimated my importance in his life. I’d 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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NIKOLAI I knew the look on Enora’s face well enough. She’d never thought I’d betray her. She was hurt and angry.Her gray eyes had turned pale black and her chest rose and fell heavily with fury when she breathed.My poor little wife had no fucking idea I’d tear out my limbs one after the other before I let any of the fuckers in this room lay their disgusting fingers on her.These men were from each of the families here in New York. Someone had ratted me out to them, telling them I had our mutual enemy’s daughter in my home.Honestly, I hadn’t even thought of bringing Enora to a place like this. I’d planned to take her on a date to the countryside where we could watch the sunrise together tomorrow morning. I had no idea why I wanted to do that, but I just wanted to.Romance had never been my cup of tea. I usually just fucked and discarded women. I spent my money on them too sometimes, but I’d never even gone as far as buying a flower or shopping for a woman myself.But it was differe
Last Updated : 2025-01-06Kings Of The Bratva 30: Her Mother
NIKOLAII crossed my car in front of her so that she’d have no place to pass through. “Enora,” I called out to her as I came down from the car. “Get in the car.” I wasn’t certain if it was a command or if I was pleading with her. I just needed her in the damn car.“Go screw yourself, Nikolai,” she barked. “You must think so little of me. I hate you!”She tried to walk past me, but I grabbed her arm and pulled her back. “It’s not what you think, okay?”Her eyes were crimson with rage. “What was it? You used me as a bargaining chip you cheap asshole.”Most of the passersby had their eyes in our direction. The last thing I needed was for one of them to make a video and bring unnecessary trouble to me right now. I wasn’t prepared to take care of Carlos Patrizio at the moment but if anyone captured Enora and me in this moment and uploaded it on the internet, Carlos would seek me out.That was the reason why I had to end those old farts.“Come with me.” I held her wrist. “Let’s find somewhe
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Kings Of The Bratva 28: Be Brave, Lyra
LyraA few days passed since I returned to my father, and that passage of time only got harder to endure.When I gave in to the boredom, I started reading the stack of books in the bedroom without paying all that much attention to them. It didn’t take long for me to finish them, leaving me with nothing at all.A knock at the door early morning on the fourth day tore me from my empty thoughts, sitting up in bed.Dad poked his head inside again, carrying a tray of food for me. He had the chef make me an omelet with toast and berries on the side. It smelled good, but my stomach had been in knots since I arrived home.An unreadable expression moved across his face while he placed the food on my nightstand. “You’re being returned to the Lantsovs today, my dear.”My heart stopped immediately, and everything around me seemed to still. I blinked through my astonishment, murmuring weakly, “What?”He nodded, handing me the glass of orange juice.I was being handed back over to them. While that
Kings Of The Bratva 27: Completely Betrayed
ValentinThe war between us Lantsovs and the Romanos was raging, and we had been horribly ignorant of how big their numbers truly were. We had blind faith in ourselves without ever seeing the bigger picture.We were fortunate to have the Chesters as backup, even if that was a sore spot. Lyra’s betrayal put Barnes’ interest and loyalty into question, but he swore up and down that he had nothing to do with it. He never even knew they were communicating.Something in the way she had been so secretive about it helped me believe he didn’t know anything.Gritting back my anger, I looked down at the casino floor, fists clenched.Likely thanks to Lyra, the Romano men had grown immensely since they managed to intercept multiple dealings. With all the money and resources they snagged from us, they multiplied their numbers and reached beneath our noses.We were forced to up our guards since then, especially around me and the casino. We weren’t taking any chances, not after what had happened.I
Kings Of The Bratva 26: The Pact
LyraCarefully, Dad crossed the room and sat against the edge of the bed, offering me my space still. “For making you choose such a difficult decision at your age without asking for the full picture. And for wagering your hand to advance my position in New York. This isn’t an excuse, but I did it for our family.“I know it only drove a wedge between us, and it hurt me every day to know you were out there on your own because of me, just as it was when I married you off to Valentin. You are right. It was all because of me, but I only hope you can see things from my perspective too.”“It hurt when you wanted me to abort my child,” I managed to say through the tears. “I needed your support, and you tore it away from me. I was prepared to never forgive you for it.”Dad nodded, cloaked by his own sadness that surprised me. “You have every reason to be angry with me. You don’t owe me forgiveness, but I hope one day I may earn it again.”The thought of simply letting go of everything that had
Kings Of The Bratva 25: Locked Away
LyraI never thought I’d ever see the inside of my childhood bedroom again, but it turned into my makeshift prison.Valentin said he wasn’t my jailor, but he gave that responsibility to my father instead.The driver brought me back to Philly and handed me back to my dad as if I had never been married to Valentin in the first place. Beyond unworthy of even my apparent husband’s presence. They were worried I was still a threat to their empire, keeping me as far away from it as possible, thanks to my apparent betLyral.It made me worry he was working toward getting a divorce.Worst of all, I was kept away from Charlie. No matter how I shouted and screamed, nobody would bring my baby to me.Being separated from my son was the hardest part. It tore me up inside, leaving my cheeks stained and eyes dry from crying so much. Even if my marriage was ruined, I just wanted my boy. I had never been away from him for so long, and it was killing me.If everything else was lost, I at least wanted to
Kings Of The Bratva 24: Deemed A Traitor
LyraPacing the length of the living room, I debated texting Valentin then and there. I had to warn him before anything happened—before he could be injured or killed. The thought gripped the back of my neck like an icy hand, and regret flooded my chest.Even if I hated him for what he did and for agreeing to the marriage pact, I never would’ve wanted that for him at his worst. He didn’t deserve to be hunted down by someone I didn’t even know.He was the father of my child, and we had gotten so far with our unorthodox relationship. Everything had been perfect, except for my inability to tell him about the unknown number. We had started to trust one another again, and I was sure I had ruined it immediately.Our time together had reignited those old feelings I had for Valentin, and I had to fix things before they got worse.Unable to handle the thought of waiting any longer, my hand shook as I pulled out my cell phone and pressed his contact.Before I could type anything, the door slamme
Kings Of The Bratva 23: Your Wife's Fault
Valentin More disbelief flooded my system at that, wondering what he could possibly be on about. Things between me and Lyra had been perfect. We found a mutual understanding, and I had been working to fix things between us.Our sex life had been mind-blowing, and it felt like we were taking steps in the right direction.There was no way she had been texting anyone behind my back. I would’ve known. She wouldn’t dare.“That’s impossible,” I grumbled beneath my breath, aware of the dread that loomed above me, waiting to strike. I fished my phone out of my pocket and clicked through my apps.“What are you doing?” Nikolai asked in a hushed tone, glancing at my phone.“Making sure this rat isn’t telling the truth, or else he’ll be wearing a bullet in his head.”“It is the truth,” Enzo added, eyes filling with concern. “I have no reason to say otherwise.”“Shut up,” Dimitri growled, slapping the captive with the butt of his gun.The man yelped in pain, shoulders slumped as he breathed deepl
Kings Of The Bratva 22: Interrogation
ValentinTensions were high in the warehouse. Our captive from the ambush was bound to his chair in the middle of the room, blood dripping from his broken nose. His breath shallowed, glancing between us lazily.Nikolai and Dimitri stood before him, with the latter’s knuckles already stained crimson. He flexed his fingers, unbothered by the hits he had already given him.“What’s your name?” Nikolai asked, looking at him with a neutral expression.The man hesitated, then grit through his teeth, “Enzo.”“Well, Enzo, consider yourself lucky that you might just be useful to us,” he murmured, pacing in front of him slowly. “But the moment that stops, we won’t hesitate to send a message.”All it took was a glance in Dimitri’s direction, and he swung, hitting his face with a sickening sound.Enzo recoiled in his chair, taking full force without any other choice. He grunted from the impact, chest heaving. Blood seeped into his mouth, and he spat to the side, breathing hoarsely through the pain
Kings Of The Bratva 21: Betrothed?
LyraI was surprised by how smoothly life had been ever since Valentin explained himself.The weeks had gone by, and we were doing better than we ever had. We were in a good place, co-parenting Charlie and working on understanding one another better. I was glad, and we were happy.I even noticed a difference in our son since his father came into our lives. He had always been a good kid, but his excitement and joy were contagious. Whenever he had the chance, Valentin spent time with him and took him places, always looking to expose him to new experiences.He seemed to flourish, and I enjoyed watching them interact with one another. Seeing his effort first-hand was everything I had hoped for.Padding down the hall and into the kitchen, I saw it was nine in the morning, and the condo was suspiciously quiet.A sticky note on the counter caught my attention, and I reached for it.It was from Valentin, letting me know that Charlie was with Enora and Liliya for the day. He was at work, and
Kings Of The Bratva 20: Proving Himself
LyraThe feeling of his lips against mine was enough to make my knees weak, forgetting all the previous grievances I once had with him. While I wasn’t one to forgive so easily, the sincerity in his eyes was enough to convince me of just how sorry he truly had been.The way he melded our mouths together like it was the first time helped too.Pressed against him, he wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled away just enough to murmur against my lips, “You are more than I deserve, and I know that. I will never forget it. But you are my wife, and I mean to work at proving myself to you.”Swallowing against the dryness in my throat, a familiar pulse returned between my legs, dissolving every ounce of resolve I ever had. That resistance was gone, and my body knew exactly what I wanted.His palms glided up and down my back while his minty breath fanned my lips. “It didn’t take me long to fall for you the first time, and those feelings never truly went away. Let me show you just how badly
