Massimo’s POV. I never expected to see him at the premises; Nikolei Volkov. I just heard the shout from Ana down stairs as she rushed and hugged her brother who came to visit. I tried everything humanly possible to make sure that I avoided this man for at least a couple of months after his sister’s kidnap, but in this case it was impossible. I couldn’t, he was family and there was nothing I could do. I just had to calm my nerves and be down in a couple of minutes, maybe seconds to welcome him and see what he was up to. I tightened my belt on my trousers and stared at my reflection on the mirror. It was going to be one of the most complicated weeks of my life because I had to be in a gathering with the two most awkward people in my life so far. The Governor of the state, and Muller’s men, but now my in-law was now involved. I was on a brown long sleeve and also had my brown trousers with a touch of black stripe to match. I was so used to fashion and most times, most people refer to
Ana’s POV I felt so devastated after the encounter with Vanesa. I wondered why she would just turn out to hate me after everything I’ve done to make sure she didn’t. Her response towards me was very rude and harsh and I could tell the hate which was building in her would be more than I would ever imagine, but I had to try as much as possible to make sure I maintained my stand as the daughter of the Russian Pakhan and stay committed and devoted to this course. I was seated at the dining room and scrolled on my phone, before I saw a call which came in from my elder sister, Katerina, who was in Spain. It’s been ages since I last heard from her. I smiled for a while before standing on my feet and to see if someone came from the other side of the living room. It had to be a private call and I needed to express myself to the fullest. I beamed my face with a smile as I held the phone. “Sister…” She called and waited for my response. I was so delighted by her voice alone and the drama she
Massimo’s POV. I turned her and thrusted deep into her Vagina as I held her ass on the bed. I felt the stand vibrate as I thrusted back and felt my heart beat as I growled and heard her moan in pleasure, while we had one of the most intense sex encounters since we got married. Her ass felt so soft as I felt my flesh collided in claps while she bent in a doggy position. *****“I don’t think you’d have to keep on screaming ‘daddy’ all the time. You don’t have to make this look like we’re going to have a banter even while we’re in our own house.” I said, as I laid on the bed while she rested her body on mine. We were both naked and under the duvet as I smiled and tickled her hair which made her laugh. “Haa, I didn’t scream ‘daddy’ continuously, I just had to say that twice or thrice,” she replied. Chuckling and holding me so tight this time. Her breast which was glued to my chest was already making me feel horny and getting ready for the second round. But for the meantime, we just nee
Ana’s POV“What’s wrong with you, Ana?” Isabel asked, her eyes were fixed at me while I hissed and bent to slowly pick up my bag which fell from my hands. “It’s nothing at all,” my voice sounded unsure as I raised my face in a grin. I salivated and she saw the frustration on me as the spit flowed back in through my throat. She tilted her head and shook consecutively while blinking twice before calling again. “Anastasya Volkov? I’ve never asked you a question to get this sad repayment. Why on earth would you choose to stay so quiet and act like nothing’s actually wrong?” She sounded a bit rude at me this time, tried to walk off, to the vehicle before I exhaled. “Isabel?” I called and she paused to hear me out at least. Her arms were now on her waist as she turned to me with a sneer on her face. “What is it?” She asked. “Isabel you’ve got to stop acting like your sister, okay? It’s just a little problem I’ve got within me and I know what to do to tame it. Trust me, I would never snub
Massimo’s POV. I wasn’t at ease at all with the way My wife was going about the mafia and the doubts she’s beginning to have. I walked into the office with my keys dangling in my right hands. I looked around and realized a few cobwebs in the office. I watched closely at one of the bulbs hung on the ceiling and realized it glowed a tiny red light. ‘That’s not normal,’ something looks fishy. Said as I walked with both hands in my pocket now. I raised my brows and sighed. But just then I heard the door to my office open and Rome was already in, with one other, Marco. They were so fast. Romeo jumped on me. “Boss! Get down!” He screamed and rushed me to the ground while Marco rushed to the window which was bullet proof. Gunshots were all I heard next and it was a very tight angel from my window. I was down with Rome as the shooting continued and it was from a Helicopter which was just a few meters away from my window. “John, you guys! Open fire!” Rome commanded from his phone as my men
Massimo’s POV. “Boss, you called me,” Rome said as he stood behind me while I rested on the balcony. I felt so tense and needed someone to talk to. Especially now I’m being faced with lots of enemies around the city. “Yeah, I did send for you, I wanted us to have a talk. A heart-to-heart talk.” I replied, turning back to him as he grinned with a nod and walked closer to me. I exhaled and continued. “Romeo, you know, I should confess to you. Of all the members of this mafia, and including my sisters, I think you’re the one I trust the most…” I said, with a calm gesture on my face. I smiled partly. “Boss, please, you don’t have to trust me more than either of your siblings, I don’t think that’s going to be a good one. If they get to hear of this, what you said, they may interpret it wrongly and trust me, you wouldn’t be loving the outcome.” He replied. His face showed signs of empathy and regret for me. I chuckled. I had the glass of champagne on the wooden table before casting a c
Massimo’s POV. It’s been weeks since she came into my family and we were yet to assign a personal security guard to her. This though, was as a result of her delayed membership induction. I was trying to select the best outfits for the day. I was called to the station to make a statement concerning the sudden attack on my men and maybe that would be a trap which the governor would be willing to lure me in. I sat and thought for a while before I heard the knock on my door. ‘Knock, knock,’ that didn’t sound so loud like I usually hear. I knew for a fact that it would be her. The knock was heard again, although it sounded louder than before. “Ana, just come in, and stop trying to break my door, it’s open.” I said, in an imposing tone as I watched the door open. I wiped the dust off the jacket and it irritated me. I turned immediately after I heard the door was now shut. It wasn’t Ana. “Rosalia?!” I screamed and kept a stormy gaze at her. The clothes in my hand fell to the ground and r
Ana’s POV. I felt so much pain on my cheek and tried to absorb it. I couldn’t imagine trying to scold him, like he sister just did. I kept mute and reminisced on the things which he had just said that early morning. Isabel had gone back to her room and all I could recall was nothing but his humble and frustrating stare. I felt like walking out of the room immediately. Because the pain which I felt at that point in time was nothing compared to the fear which engulfed me at the moment. I shook my head and held myself backwards. He left to get me a glass of water a few minutes ago so I turned off the light. I needed to wear a new dress right away and as fast as I could before he returned. “How are you doing today?” I heard his voice as he entered my room. I turned off the lights initially but he walked in and chuckled. “Why did you turn off the bright lights completely?” He asked. His hands were searching for the switch and I could sense he was getting closer to it so I tried to cover
Massimo’s POVBeing intrigued by the meeting was my thing. I stood at the bar and tried to adjust the collar of my dress as I heard the phone on the bed ring out loud. I wasn’t hesitant to take the call since I knew what awaited me for the day. “Massimo,” I heard Isabel’s Voice as she called me downstairs. “What is the problem,” I replied as I quickly walked down to the window and peeped through to see the white Mercedes which was parked just in front of the gate. It was so surprising to see the flag and logo of the New York State boldly stamped on the bonnet. “Who the hell is that?” I inquired. Isabel’s voice turned shrill and I could feel the tension in me as she continued. My heart raced right away. “I think it has to be someone from the government house, maybe.” “And maybe that could be Baize, I was just trying to imagine the governor with me in the same room in the meeting and just now I’m seeing his party…” ‘Knock, Knock!’ That was the sound on my door. I tightened the lac
Ana’s POV. I was trying to catch a glimpse of what he was actually trying to do as he raised my legs up. I tried as much as possible to bear the pain from the doggy sex as he lashed so hard.“Come on, what’s happening? You’re not even moaning at all, this ain’t the real you, Ana, something’s wrong somewhere.” “Massimo, you’re the one on me and just take a look at the way you raised my legs. I’m so uncomfortable and from the way I see it, I don’t think you’re ready to reach orgasm anyway.” I replied. My face stern as I laid on the bed and backed him. I felt so frustrated that I was having unprotected sex with him and all he could do was complain that I wasn’t moaning? If he needed to hear a moan maybe he could go on a porn site and have himself full of it. I tried to relax myself and calm my nerves. Nothing more mattered to me than his ejaculation. He exhaled and sighed before spreading my legs angrily. His hands fastened on my left leg as I felt him thrust. He continued and this t
Massimo’s POV. I was in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie as I tried to shake off the feeling of unease that had been lingering inside me. The atmosphere was tense, and I knew I was in for a rough ride soon. But I wasn't one to back down from a challenge. I took a deep breath and focused on getting ready for the day ahead.Just as I was finishing up, Marco walked into my room. His presence was a welcome distraction from the thoughts that had been plaguing me. "Hey, boss," he said, his voice casual. I nodded, and he continued, "I just talked to Anastasya. She's doing well."My interest piqued, I turned to him. "How's your relationship with her been?" I asked, genuinely curious. Marco's expression was neutral, but I could sense a hint of tension beneath the surface. "It's okay," he replied. I wasn't convinced. Marco's tone seemed off, and I couldn't help but wonder what was really going on between him and Anastasya. I nodded, trying to appear nonchalant, but my mind was racing wit
Massimo’s POV I stood on my balcony, sipping my tea and gazing out at the city below. The sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the buildings. I felt a sense of calm over me as I breathed in the evening air. Just as I was getting lost in thought, Rome walked and stood beside me."The flowers are ready," he said, his voice low and serious. I nodded, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Those flowers weren't ordinary flowers. They were a part of my business, a means I used to traffic drugs around the country. I didn't have a retail outlet, but a network of people who helped us move our product.I took one last sip of my tea and set the cup down. "I'll be downstairs with them in a minute," I told Rome. He nodded and turned to leave, but not before I caught a glimpse of a smile on his face.As he walked away, I muttered to myself, thinking about all the things I'd been through. The struggles, the fights, the losses. But I'd always come out on top.I built this busines
Massimo’s POV. My eyes scanned the surroundings, and they landed on Vanesa and Marco standing by the garage. My gaze locked onto Vanesa's, and I could see the mix of emotions on her face. But as I took in the scene. The bruise on Marco's cheekbone was a stark reminder of the incident that had taken place. I walked towards them, my strides long and purposeful. Vanesa's face lit up with joy, and she ran towards me, throwing her arms around me in a tight hug. "Massimo!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with emotion. I hugged her back, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. Marco approached us, and we shook hands, his eyes acknowledging the tension between us.As I held Vanesa, I glanced over her shoulder and saw my Ana standing at the door of the building, a smile spreading across her face. "Ana?" I said. My eyes never left my wife's. Vanesa chuckled and stepped aside, allowing my wife to run towards me. She jumped into my arms, and I caught her, spinning her around in a circle. Tear
Vanesa’s POV. I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt and regret that had been weighing me down since I hit Marco. My pride was swollen, and I didn't want to swallow it. Being so arrogant was my thing though, and I felt maybe that day, it would have to come to an end. I walked around the premises, trying to clear my head, but my feet seemed to have a mind of their own. Before I knew it, I found myself standing in front of the garage, where I knew Marco often took a seat to reminisce.I spotted him sitting on a bench, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. I approached him quietly and my face twisted in a mixture of emotions. I couldn’t walk to him because I felt so guilty and couldn’t do anything at all. All that mattered as I stood behind him was asking for his forgiveness right away and letting down my ego. I was astonished as he asked, "What do you want?" without even turning around.I was taken aback, surprised that he hadn't noticed me standing there. I walked around to his s
Isabel's POVI walked into the room, Vanesa following closely behind. The Governor's visit still lingered in my mind, and I could sense Vanesa's anxiety. As soon as we were alone, I turned to her and realized she followed behind."Isabel, what was that all about? Why did the Governor think he'd get away with talking to you like that?" She asked, trying to keep my tone in check.I sighed, looking away. "I don't know, Vanesa, why would you be acting this way? You aren’t supposed to hold me accountable because I just saved us. Just chill, okay? There's nothing we can do about it right now."She frowned, not satisfied with my response. "Chill? You want me to chill? He's threatening our family, Isa. He's trying to manipulate Massimo, and you're just going to roll over?"I sighed, my eyes flashing with frustration. "I'm just saying, Nesa, we can't do anything right now. We have to wait and see how Massimo handles it."I studied her expression, trying to read between the lines. Was she scar
Massimo's POVVodka and I stepped into the luxurious train, the serenity of the interior pricked my interest. The soft hum of the engine and the plush seats created a nice atmosphere, perfect for our discussion.As we sat, he turned to me, his expression serious. "So, Massimo, tell me more about Baize. What makes you think you can take him down even when he’s got the lead?"I leaned back in my seat, recalling the conversation. "I wanted to run for Governor in the next elections, so I went to him for counseling. But he refused to support me unless I gave him a third of my company and...my sister, Vanesa, in marriage."Vodka's eyes widened. "That's serious, Massimo. He's not just asking for business; he's asking for your family's loyalty."I nodded, my jaw clenched. "That's why I consider him an enemy. He's playing games, Vodka, and I won't let him win."I was so hurt. I felt the anger and rage in me erupt but I sat and tried to calm my nerves. The rumble of the train got my attention a
Massimo's POVI stared at my phone, my eyes were fixed on the picture that made my blood boil."Damn!" I shouted, I hit my fist on the table as I stumbled on the picture which displayed on my phone. It felt so surprising to see the Governor of the state, shaking hands with my sister Isabel.‘What was he playing at?’ I muttered, feeling a pang of rage. I felt so bad about it and thought maybe I should leave that damn place as soon as possible because it was looking so obvious that he’s going to deal with them pretty soon. The picture he took with her sounded like a warning and the extent he could go to prove himself to me. Vodka walked in with his dusty boots from the farm. "What's going on, Massimo?" he asked, noticing my frustration.I hesitated as I kept a longing stare at the phone after a quick glance at his direction, but Vodka's curious eyes made me share. "Look at this," I said, handing my phone over to him. His smile faded as he saw the picture. "Who is this guy?" he asked.