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Kings Of The Bratva 31: I Want Them Dead
RomanDeflating, I put my face in my hands. I did know. I heard it. I saw it in her face.When I didn’t say anything, he scoffed. “I can’t believe you.”“She knew for weeks and didn’t tell me until tonight. How else was I supposed to take it?!” I snapped back, still trying to navigate the mess of my emotions. “I felt blindsided.”“That was weeks of her being scared, then. Alone with that knowledge.”“I know she was, she told me herself,” I admitted, taking another swig.The disappointment on Nikolai’s face was immeasurable. “And you ran, leaving her alone at your house. This isn’t how the Lanstovs do things, Roman.”“I suppose not,” I muttered, shaking my head. “And what if there’s some sort of marriage pact you’d like me to comply to? I can’t do that with another woman’s child running around.”“That child is yours. A Lantsov. Your heir. Why on earth would I need you to fulfill a pact when your child is already growing?” he questioned, looking shocked at my reluctance to accept this.
Last Updated : 2025-04-09Kings Of The Bratva 32: My Captive
AriaMy head spun as my eyes peeled open, feeling like I had the worst hangover in the world.Everything was stiff and I wanted nothing more than to stretch, but I couldn’t. Restraints kept my hands from coming apart, along with my feet.Where was I?As the room began to filter in around me, flickers of memories sparked within my mind.I had been crying after Roman left, wondering what I was going to do. Then there were gunshots. I thought there was an accident on the street until the door was kicked in. There were too many men at once, all reaching for me.I screamed, but it didn’t matter. I must’ve fell unconscious since I couldn’t remember anything after that.The thoughts were fragmented and difficult to remember, but it was enough for me to know I wasn’t with the Lantsovs.I had no idea where I was or who had taken me. The thick rope was scratchy against my wrists and ankles. My dress had ridden uncomfortably high up my thighs, but I couldn’t do much to fix it. I felt exposed an
Last Updated : 2025-04-11Kings Of The Bratva 33: Refusing To Break
Aria That irritation flared inside my chest again, accompanied by my reoccurring anxiousness. If only my hands weren’t bound, I’d punch him in his rich face.“I’m having trouble wrapping my head around the fact that your kidnapper boyfriend would want to take my sister for no reason. You can play stupid all you want, but I know that you know something. Just spit it out before I get bored of you.”There was a venom of warning in his tone, but I wasn’t scared enough to speak. In my mind, I had nothing to say to him.After another moment of silence from me, Marco rolled his eyes and exclaimed as if it was the biggest inconvenience he had ever experienced.“You’re killing me!” Marco cried out, returning that smug glare to me. “Spit it out, sweetheart. It’s a miracle the Lantsovs didn’t throw you out just for boring them.”“I don’t know anything,” I spat, gritting my teeth at him. “You’re wasting your time.”“While I do agree that my time is being wasted, I have the feeling you’re trying
Last Updated : 2025-04-11Kings Of The Bratva 34: Rage And Rescue
- RomanMy knuckles strained white against the steering wheel as I pushed the engine as hard as it would go, not caring how fast I went.The city was a blur around me while I drove, at my wit's ends. I stopped at every place I thought she might be, suspicious of any warehouses not owned by my family.Aria had been taken and she was surely held somewhere nearby. They would want us to locate her eventually, as it would give them full access to us, hoping to trap us. But we would be ready.Our numbers outdid that of nearly every other family in the city, and with a cause, we wouldn't stop until we got what we wanted.I had been driving for hours, nerves fraying while I glanced out the window, silently begging that I would find her soon.Unfortunately, New York was a big city, and there were plenty of places to hide someone. It was a matter of us getting the right coordinates and ambushing them before they had the chance to do the same to us.The regret and guilt sat heavily in my chest,
Last Updated : 2025-04-13Kings 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
Last Updated : 2025-04-13Kings Of The Bratva 36: Standoff
- 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
Last Updated : 2025-04-14Kings Of The Bratva 37: Blood For Blood
Roman He paused, pretending as if he were giving it some consideration. He sucked in air through his teeth. “No, I don’t think I will. We both know that would never work.”He wasn’t as stupid as I initially thought. He was right, it would never work. Hence why he wasn’t 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
Last Updated : 2025-04-14Kings Of The Bratva 38: I'm Sorry
- 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
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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 couldn’t sit around and pretend like this baby didn’t exist. Like it wasn’t 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. “I know that I didn’t react how I should’ve, but I won’t miss out on a second of raising our child. You shouldn’t have to face this difficult thing alone. In fact, you don’t need to return to work or your old life. As long as you let me, I’ll stand with you and this baby until my last breath. I will take care of you both.”My heart swelled at his words, feeling a sort of relief that I hadn’t 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. “I 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 Sorry
- 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 Blood
Roman He paused, pretending as if he were giving it some consideration. He sucked in air through his teeth. “No, I don’t think I will. We both know that would never work.”He wasn’t as stupid as I initially thought. He was right, it would never work. Hence why he wasn’t 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: Standoff
- 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
Kings Of The Bratva 34: Rage And Rescue
- RomanMy knuckles strained white against the steering wheel as I pushed the engine as hard as it would go, not caring how fast I went.The city was a blur around me while I drove, at my wit's ends. I stopped at every place I thought she might be, suspicious of any warehouses not owned by my family.Aria had been taken and she was surely held somewhere nearby. They would want us to locate her eventually, as it would give them full access to us, hoping to trap us. But we would be ready.Our numbers outdid that of nearly every other family in the city, and with a cause, we wouldn't stop until we got what we wanted.I had been driving for hours, nerves fraying while I glanced out the window, silently begging that I would find her soon.Unfortunately, New York was a big city, and there were plenty of places to hide someone. It was a matter of us getting the right coordinates and ambushing them before they had the chance to do the same to us.The regret and guilt sat heavily in my chest,
Kings Of The Bratva 33: Refusing To Break
Aria That irritation flared inside my chest again, accompanied by my reoccurring anxiousness. If only my hands weren’t bound, I’d punch him in his rich face.“I’m having trouble wrapping my head around the fact that your kidnapper boyfriend would want to take my sister for no reason. You can play stupid all you want, but I know that you know something. Just spit it out before I get bored of you.”There was a venom of warning in his tone, but I wasn’t scared enough to speak. In my mind, I had nothing to say to him.After another moment of silence from me, Marco rolled his eyes and exclaimed as if it was the biggest inconvenience he had ever experienced.“You’re killing me!” Marco cried out, returning that smug glare to me. “Spit it out, sweetheart. It’s a miracle the Lantsovs didn’t throw you out just for boring them.”“I don’t know anything,” I spat, gritting my teeth at him. “You’re wasting your time.”“While I do agree that my time is being wasted, I have the feeling you’re trying
Kings Of The Bratva 32: My Captive
AriaMy head spun as my eyes peeled open, feeling like I had the worst hangover in the world.Everything was stiff and I wanted nothing more than to stretch, but I couldn’t. Restraints kept my hands from coming apart, along with my feet.Where was I?As the room began to filter in around me, flickers of memories sparked within my mind.I had been crying after Roman left, wondering what I was going to do. Then there were gunshots. I thought there was an accident on the street until the door was kicked in. There were too many men at once, all reaching for me.I screamed, but it didn’t matter. I must’ve fell unconscious since I couldn’t remember anything after that.The thoughts were fragmented and difficult to remember, but it was enough for me to know I wasn’t with the Lantsovs.I had no idea where I was or who had taken me. The thick rope was scratchy against my wrists and ankles. My dress had ridden uncomfortably high up my thighs, but I couldn’t do much to fix it. I felt exposed an
Kings Of The Bratva 31: I Want Them Dead
RomanDeflating, I put my face in my hands. I did know. I heard it. I saw it in her face.When I didn’t say anything, he scoffed. “I can’t believe you.”“She knew for weeks and didn’t tell me until tonight. How else was I supposed to take it?!” I snapped back, still trying to navigate the mess of my emotions. “I felt blindsided.”“That was weeks of her being scared, then. Alone with that knowledge.”“I know she was, she told me herself,” I admitted, taking another swig.The disappointment on Nikolai’s face was immeasurable. “And you ran, leaving her alone at your house. This isn’t how the Lanstovs do things, Roman.”“I suppose not,” I muttered, shaking my head. “And what if there’s some sort of marriage pact you’d like me to comply to? I can’t do that with another woman’s child running around.”“That child is yours. A Lantsov. Your heir. Why on earth would I need you to fulfill a pact when your child is already growing?” he questioned, looking shocked at my reluctance to accept this.
