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Episode 37
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NaomiTwo weeks later“I don’t care what anyone says. When I go to America, I want to see the Hollywood sign.”I smiled at Katarina. “You can see it from the highway. It’s not hard to miss. And it looks smaller than you think.”“Well, I could not care less about the Hollywood sign,” Aleksandra replied haughtily, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “I want to see the actual sights, eat the local food. I’ve always wanted to try a real taco.”The girls launched into an argument about which was more important—tacos or the Hollywood sign—and I just shook my head, staring out of the window as the city of St. Petersburg passed by us in a blur. I couldn’t believe it when they said that they wanted to take me shopping. I was more shocked that Maria had given them permission to do so.I didn’t mind being with the two of them. I loved Gavril’s sisters. They were extensions of his family and were always full of exuberance that his mother didn’t have. They had made my time in Russia pleasant, and
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Naomi“Can I ask you a question?” Katarina asked as the car finally pulled into a parking lot.“Sure,” I answered, looking for my purse. “Anything.”“Why do we call you Sveta when your name is Naomi?”I froze, looking at both girls. “What?”They exchanged glances themselves before Katarina rushed on. “We overheard that embassy worker that night. He called you Naomi.”I swallowed, carefully considering how to answer her question. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs that I was Naomi and that Sveta was dead. But I knew that the moment I did that, I would be betraying Gavril’s trust and opening his secret up to the world.But I was tired of lying. I was tired of being the person who had this heavy secret on her shoulders and was forced to bear it alone.“I tell you what,” I said, lowering my voice. “Would you like to call me Naomi?”They both nodded, their eyes widening. “You mean like a code name?” Aleksandra asked, her voice hushed.It was my turn to nod. “Exactly. Like a code nam
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GavrilI twirled the ice in my glass, debating whether or not to have another drink. We were still hours away from LAX. Naomi was sleeping in the chair across from me, but I couldn’t shut my body down.Hell, I hadn’t had a decent night’s sleep since we had returned from the Mariinsky, and my body was starting to feel it. It was funny. Every time I returned to St. Petersburg, I wanted nothing but to leave. But each time I decided to leave, I wanted nothing more than to stay.This time would be no different. And there was no way I could ignore the growing tension that awaited me back in the States.The shipment was due at the docks soon, and I wanted to be there to hand it off to the brigadiers, to show them that I was serious about bringing them to my side and the lengths that I was willing to go to ensure their loyalty.I couldn’t trust anyone else with that shipment. Too many things had happened over the last few months for me to hand it off to anyone.So, I was taking Naomi home. I
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NaomiI couldn’t help it. When he made reference to me being his wife, it did something to me. There was no one around right now, no reason for him to pretend, but I felt like Gavril was looking at me as Naomi, not Sveta, and that thrilled me to no end.After weeks of him being cold and distant, I didn’t feel it right now. He was warm, teasing even. And I wanted to freeze time for moments like this.Gavril’s lips were on my neck, lightly sucking on the sensitive spot right below my ear, and I shivered. “You like that,” he murmured against my skin, his hand now flattened against my side. “Don’t you?”I played with the slightly curling ends of his hair at the nape of his neck, angling my neck to give him better access. “I like a lot of things you do, Mr. Kirilenko.”His hand roamed up my side underneath my shirt, finding the lace edging of my bra. “Do you now?” he asked. “Care to share?”I gasped as his hand moved to the front of my chest, cupping my breast. “How about I tell you when y
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GavrilI answered the texts in rapid-fire succession as the car sped through the familiar streets of LA toward the mansion. Naomi was silent beside me, and I wondered if she had apprehensions like I did about being back.What we had in Russia or even in the jet was far different from what we had here, and surely she had to be worried about it.Hell, I was worried about it, about losing that laughter in her voice, the look in her eyes whenever she looked at me.Last night, I’d thought she was going to tell me that she loved me. When the words had left her mouth, for a moment I had felt the elation sneak in. It wasn’t because I had finally won; I had taken everything she could give me.No, it was because I thought she had found a way to love me, to break down my barriers and worm her way into my fucking heart.Hell, she was already there.Instead, she had said she loved me pounding into her.Any other man’s ego would have been blown, but I wanted more. The disappointment had threaded th
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NaomiI leaned over the toilet bowl again, nausea churning in my gut. Gavril hadn’t been gone long, and I had wanted to lounge in bed until he came back. But the impending need to puke up my guts had gotten me out of bed in a hurry.But nothing would come, and it was highly annoying.Sliding back on the floor, I pressed my hand to my forehead, searching for a fever of some kind that would explain my nausea. Maybe it was the stomach virus. After all, I had done nothing but eat since we had come back from Russia.Maybe I’d picked up something in Russia? I’d heard that it was possible, even with the finest foods. The body just needed time to adjust.I rubbed a hand over my face. I didn’t feel odd other than the nausea, and nothing on my body was falling off, so I didn’t think it was something that I ate.That only left one thing.Quickly, I tried to calculate the last time I had my period and couldn’t come up with the date at all. Had it been before the wedding?Realization slapped me in
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GavrilI drummed my fingers along the table’s surface, staring back at the men who sat before me. They were in varying degrees of comfort, though I wished all of them were equally worried.A confident brigadier was one that could be perceived as an enemy instead. Pakhans and dons might look like they were untouchable, but the ugly truth was that we weren’t.Case in point, Stanislav Orlov. There was always someone around the corner, someone wanting to make a point or get a leg up on their own fucking ladder. I had learned after the tenth assassination attempt on my life that my position was never ironclad or safe for that matter.I’d started to get smart about what I was doing, where I was going, and how to protect myself.The men before me were what was left of the Krasnaya Bratva, the brigadiers that still had pull in the shambles of Orlov’s once-powerful Bratva and the ones I needed on my side to be loyal to me.Konstantin Poroshenko, Sergei Puzanov, Ramzin Kovalyov, and Nikolai Leb
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NaomiMoments beforeThe car moved quickly through the streets, and I tried to tamp down the excitement that had been building inside me since I climbed in. I still couldn’t believe that I was pregnant. I knew it was the plan all along. But now that it was here and real, I really didn’t know what to do or say about it.One thing was for sure: I wanted it to be a happy occasion, to see Gavril’s face light up because I was carrying his child and not because the last piece of his plan had clicked into place.Biting my lower lip, I let my hand rest on my still-flat stomach as I mulled over the reaction I thought that Gavril might have. After the last few days, I hoped that he would pick me up in his arms and tell me that he was happy, that I had made him happy with the news.Then we could go back to the mansion and celebrate together, maybe with a nice dinner and plans for what was to come.The problem was, I couldn’t picture any of it. Somehow, fear started to take the place of my happin
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GavrilIt was done. The last words fell from Naomi’s lips, and I loosened a breath. I thought I had been nervous before, but today had been nerve-wracking for me, wondering if Naomi would actually realize what she was about to do and run.Hell, I wouldn’t blame her. After everything I had done to her, she was still going to marry me.The priest droned on, but I gripped her hands in mine, staring into her beautiful eyes like my life depended on it. Today I was fucking happy. The last few months, I had been fucking happy, and honestly, I was waiting on the hammer to fall and crash this perfect existence that had become my life. It was more than Naomi, though she was a huge part of this happiness inside me.No, it was the rebuilding of my Bratva, the business ventures that I was taking on that actually were legit ones to make Naomi and our family proud. I wanted the Belaya name to be more than just a crime family.I wanted it to be a legacy that would carry through the generations.“You m
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NaomiToday was my wedding day.It wasn’t that a woman could look at herself in the mirror and go down the aisle to marry the same man twice, but I could.This time, however, I wasn’t about to marry Gavril as another woman or sign another woman’s name to the wedding register.He was getting Naomi Spencer, social media influencer and B-rated actress.I was getting one of the most powerful men in LA’s crime scene. I was definitely coming out on the sweeter end of the deal.“You look beautiful.”I turned to face my soon-to-be sisters-in-law, taking in their light green dresses. “And look at you two!”Katarina smiled as she modeled the dress for me, a perfect fit for her. “It’s lovely, Naomi. Thank you for allowing us to be part of the wedding party.”“Of course!” I stated. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I had been psyched that the girls wanted to be part of the wedding to begin with, coming to LA for their first time ever a week ago. Ilsa and I had made certain, with Maria’s permiss
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GavrilTwo Months LaterSt. Petersburg, RussiaI held onto Naomi’s hand tightly as we followed the dirt path through the headstones, the blustery wind tearing at our winter coats. It was brutally cold, snow threatening in the air, but Naomi had refused to put this off just because of the weather. “We have to do it today,” she’d demanded this morning when I had tried to coax her back to bed. “You have put it off long enough, Gavril.”She was right. I had put it off for years, and since Naomi had her closure with Jon Hampton, it was time for me to have mine so we could move forward.I hadn’t told Naomi about my dream that night, how I had carried on a conversation with my former love. I didn’t know why. I knew she would believe me, but there was something that made me want to keep it close to myself for now. Maybe one day I would tell her.Right now, though, I was going to have my closure another way with Katya.Finally, we reached the hill where my mother had told me she had been buried
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NaomiTo block out the noise of his bones cracking. I scrambled to get them, and the moment I slid them on, piano music filled the air, much like the type that Gavril would play. The sound soothed my nerves somewhat, knowing that when I was finished here, we could move on with our future. He could play this melody for our child and me, do the things that he loved to do without fear that I was going to reject him.We had a bright future ahead of us, one that was going to be filled with love, laughter, and a bit of violence, but knowing that Gavril wasn’t going to do the trafficking anymore filled me with contentment so I could handle the rest. My husband wasn’t perfect, but neither was I.Wordlessly, with the music playing in my ears, I watched Oleg remove the tips of Jon’s fingers with his cutter, not bothering to wipe up the blood that dripped from the open wounds before he added the tips into the cup with the teeth. I couldn’t hear any of the noise that he was creating, but watching
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Naomi“Here, put this on.”I winced as I took the black plastic apron from the burly brigadier, my stomach in knots. I wasn’t sure what to expect when it came to disposing of Jon’s body, but I also knew that if I didn’t see it firsthand, he would still occupy my thoughts.I would still look over my shoulder for years to come, expecting him to have cheated death somehow and return to life. I didn’t want him to have this hold over me any longer.Tugging the apron over my clothing, I tied it across my waist. Oleg wordlessly handed me a pair of gloves next and some goggles. “In case there is a mess,” he muttered as he outfitted himself in the same getup.Finally, he looked at me. “Are you ready?”I appreciated the tinge of concern in his eyes, knowing that my request wasn’t quite what he would have expected. He had taken me from the mansion to an abandoned set of buildings not far from the docks where I had witnessed the women trafficking, and he had been quiet throughout the drive there.
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GarvrilThe doctor reached out and shook my hand. “It was a pleasure to do so.”Naomi entered just as Dr. Carter exited and sat on the bed, looking a bit better than she had the previous night. “Bad news,” I told her, reaching for her hand. “No sex.”She looked startled before rolling her eyes. “You did not ask Dr. Carter if we could have sex.”“I didn’t have to,” I stated before tugging on her hand until she was moving onto the bed. I had asked Carter to help me move over so that my wife could at least lie beside me, and he had obliged, even though it had been far too fucking painful to move. “Come here.”Naomi did as I asked, and when she was situated next to me, I pulled her hand up to my lips, pressing a kiss to her palm. “Marchetti still babysitting?” I asked lightly, not sure how I felt about having my enemy in my household.It wasn’t that I wasn’t grateful that he had come for Naomi’s sake, but fuck, it was an odd feeling.“He and Ilsa left this morning,” Naomi said, resting our
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GavrilI woke to darkness, and for a moment, I wondered if I had finally died in transition.Gradually, however, the room came into view, and I drew in a breath, swearing when it hurt like hell to do so.“So you are finally awake. Welcome back.”Fuck. Now I really was in hell if Roman Marchetti was sitting at my bedside. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I asked hotly, fighting through the pain that was coursing through my body.He chuckled, snapping on the lamp before stretching his legs out before him. “I’m giving your wife and mine a break. Trust me. I would rather be anywhere but here.”Naomi. I tried to sit up, but Roman placed a hand on my shoulder. “Now don’t go undoing all the doctor’s hard work. I believe you are going to have to pay him double what you normally do.”“Where’s my wife?” I rasped.Roman reached over and pulled a glass from the bedside table, one that had a straw dangling from it. “She’s sleeping, and I would suggest that you let her do that just a little bit l
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NaomiI ran my fingers over the ivory keys, keeping my touch light so I wouldn’t press them down. Had it really been just yesterday that Gavril had sat here, playing his songs for me?It seemed like a lifetime ago, and now I wasn’t even sure I would ever hear him play again.A shudder sliced through me and I rose from the stool, unable to sit still for a long period of time. The basement was the safest place for me, Oleg had stated. After all, bodies littered the mansion and its grounds, now being cleared away by the Bratva that was left.It was a pitiful crew, no more than ten or twelve men, but they had come running the moment Oleg had let them know that their Pakhan was on death’s door. Even from my vantage point, I could hear them moving things upstairs and didn’t want to think about what would be left.Vera was gone. I wouldn’t see her pinched face anymore or have her give me strength when it was least expected. I thought about our last conversation and how she had begged me not
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GavrilI opened my eyes to a dull sun shining down at me, my body feeling sluggish. Lifting my hand, I saw that there was no blood on it and when I looked down, I realized I wasn’t bleeding out on the floor of Naomi’s bedroom any longer.Instead my clothing, my suit, was pristine, no sign of the trauma that I had just tried to endure.Fuck. Was I dead? Was I in hell?Pushing up off the floor, I saw that there was a haze to everything no matter where I looked, just a cloudy, empty void that stretched as far as I could see.I had to be in hell. There was no way I had done enough good deeds to make it to the man upstairs. He would bar the pearly gates if I even attempted to approach them.Another thought crossed my mind, and I felt the fear rise up in my throat. I had died. I had left Naomi alone when I had promised not to.Life had a cruel, cruel way of shitting on me, it seemed.A cool rush of air brushed over me, and when I turned, I stumbled back a few steps.“Hello, Gavril.”My mouth
