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The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 85
GavrilI patted my pockets as the SUV pulled up to the iron gate, making sure I had my guns close by. Ever since I had heard from Naomi, the nervous energy had tripled, and until I could see and verify that she was all right, I knew I would continue to feel this way.On one hand, I was glad that Roman had her and she hadn’t mentioned Hampton’s name. Had she escaped, or was there a bigger play that I was going to walk into in a few minutes?On the other hand, Roman Marchetti was a dead man if Naomi had been harmed in any way. It would be extremely foolish of me to start a war while I already had one going on, but for the mother of my child? I would do whatever it took. If what I had heard recently about Marchetti was true, then I wasn’t sure I had much to worry about in terms of him harming Naomi.It was all over LA that he was infatuated with his new wife, a former police officer at that, and unless she was just a cruel woman, I couldn’t imagine her standing by and taking him abusing
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 86
NaomiI couldn’t believe that I was in Gavril’s arms, and he was being completely different.I wasn’t used to this Gavril. It was almost like everything that had happened over the past few hours had scared him somehow. Although I didn’t want to read too much into it, I couldn’t help it.It also made me want to cry, but I held those tears back. Now wasn’t the time to lose it.“Jon took me to his studio in the city after he…” I paused. What if Gavril didn’t know about Anatoly yet?Oh God.“I know,” he said, relieving my fears that I was about to tell him that his closest friend was dead. If I closed my eyes, I could still see Anatoly telling me to run as the bullet ripped through his chest, how he had tried to save my life even when he knew that he was going to die in the end. I wouldn’t get over that for a long, long time.I looked up, catching his eye. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered, wanting to comfort him. He had to be hurting, no matter how tough Gavril was. Losing someone he cared abo
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 87
GavrilNaomi’s jaw worked as if she was thinking about my question, and hell, I hoped she had a good answer. This shit with Marchetti had gotten out of hand, and though I wasn’t going to admit it to him, we had to work together on this.He was the one being fucking difficult right now.“Roman isn’t necessarily wrong,” she finally said, surprising me.Marchetti smirked, and I wanted to bash his face in. “Told you.”His wife hit him in the arm, and Naomi looked up at me. “We can’t provoke the FBI, Gavril. It’s a no-win situation, and I know you know that, even if you don’t want to admit it.”I did. I wasn’t fucking stupid. I knew the ramifications of what I was asking, but I wanted Hampton.I wanted him dead, consequences be damned.“But,” Naomi continued, her expression darkening. “Going against Jon is doable.”“Naomi, what are—” Ilsa started, but my wife held up her hand, halting her words.“You don’t understand,” she said. “You don’t know what it’s like to never have peace wherever y
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 88
NaomiI held Gavril’s hand all the way to the mansion, feeling the pull of exhaustion on my body and my mind. The meeting with Roman had been intense, and it sucked that we had walked out of that compound without his help. I had really hoped that since Roman had asked me for help all those months ago, he would be willing to repay the favor.Or at least that Ilsa would speak up and throw something our way. She knew better than anyone what we were up against and what I personally had on the line.We had gotten neither, and while I wanted to be mad at my friend, I couldn’t be. Just as I had my future, my family on the line, she had the same thing, and if I had been in her shoes, I might have made the same decision myself.Gavril didn’t seem too upset about it either, which had all sorts of thoughts running through my mind. Had he already been aware that Roman wasn’t going to help him? I knew they were enemies, but was it because it had always been that way or was there true history betwe
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 89
JonSomewhere in LAI cleaned the gun with care, rubbing the cloth over the steel until it gleamed in the low lighting. The first rule I had learned in the academy was to always have my weapons in top shape. A dirty gun was a useless one, my instructor had said as he proceeded to show me exactly what he meant by it.Now I kept all my weapons ready for action, but more so to calm my nerves as well.My sweet, innocent Naomi had grown some balls. She hadn’t broken my nose but damn near had gotten a good lick in, and by the time I had hunted the vehicle down, she was long gone.I knew where she was. She was with that bastard Kirilenko again. My discreet inquiries had told me that she had been taken by Marchetti, her voice caught on voice recognition from the wiretap on Marchetti’s phone lines.She had fucking begged the bastard to come get her.No one had seen them leave, however, but Kirilenko had been seen leaving his mansion and returning hours later with an occupant in the car.I was
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 90
GavrilI fell on the bed next to Naomi, my cock straining to bury itself in her warmth. I felt different now. Naomi was the fucking center of my universe at this moment though there was a ton of shit that needed my attention.She needed my attention.I wasn’t sure when the tide had shifted, but right now, I didn’t give a shit about any of it. Naomi was safe. She was back in my arms and out of Hampton’s.Or even fucking Marchetti’s. I knew that he wasn’t after Naomi, but she had run to him first. Now I owed him a debt for taking care of my wife. Marchetti and I were enemies, yes, and him being unwilling to help me in this war didn’t bother me as much as it had before. One day, we were going to become somewhat cordial to each other, for the sake of our wives.That was going to take some time, more time than either of us was willing to admit. And a hell of a lot more time than Naomi realized.“God,” she breathed, throwing her arm over my abdomen, her throaty gasps now subsiding as her or
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 91
NaomiI was hopelessly in love the moment he told me he only wanted me.My breath caught as Gavril stalked toward me, his gaze sharp and a hint of that devilish grin on his handsome face.God, he could make me wet with that look! I wanted him so badly, insanely jealous of the way that his fingers had flown over the keys of the piano like he was stroking a lover. Gavril had played beautifully, just like I knew he would. With each rise and fall of the music, he had taken me on a roller coaster ride of emotion.It was almost like being with him. I had experienced the greatest highs and the lowest of lows with Gavril. Nothing was ever the same, and he could be so unbelievably moody at times. I had hesitated when he had asked me if I wanted to stay with him, but only because I needed to sort out my own tangled thoughts and feelings about him.The thought of living without Gavril was going to be far more painful than living with him. He was half my heart, and I knew there was nothing I coul
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 92
GavrilI pulled out a clean dress shirt from the closet and shrugged it on, adjusting the collar under my still-damp hair. After my time with Naomi in the music room downstairs, we had come up to the main floor to take a shower and get dressed. Our time of hiding was over.I had work that deserved my attention, and the longer I waited to mobilize my side of the war, the worse off we would be.Deftly working on the buttons, I thought about what I had told Naomi. Fuck, I loved her. I probably had loved her for a long time before I had dared to admit it to myself, but she was the future I wanted. It wasn’t just because of her carrying my child. She made me feel like I could be something more, like I could hang onto a shred of my soul while carrying out my duties as Pakhan.With some minor adjustments, that is.Going through my coats, I found one that suited me and shrugged it on, looking at myself in the full-length mirror. My past had driven me to believe that I couldn’t change anything
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