Episode 95

Naomi

My heart was in my throat when the door opened and Gavril stood there, his face streaked with God knows what and a look on his face that immediately told me something was wrong. I was up and out of the chair before he could take another foot inside the room, flying into his arms heedless of what was on him. “You’re all right,” I sobbed into his bare chest.

His arms locked around me, and for a moment we stood there, his face buried in my hair and my tears wetting his skin. When I had first heard the gunshots, I’d realized that all our planning could be the end of his Bratva.

We could actually lose the fight. As much as I wanted to go outside the house and protect the man I loved, I had stayed in the room like he had asked. Gavril would have been distracted if I had shown up, and what was I going to do anyway?

Get myself killed or him killed? I couldn’t let that happen.

When the gunfire faded, I’d never felt helplessness and worry as I had then. I didn’t know if it was going to be