Violetta lives with her mother and her step-father, lived was a loose term in her book. she had just turned 21 and her life had been nothing but hell and abuse. Her stepfather was a judge, but not a good one, most of his money came from bribes and money under the table. Her mother just live off his money. Where does Violetta fit in? Well, she is the child her mother never wanted, he father left her when she was a a toddler. Her mother said he was disgusted she was a girl and not a boy and couldn't stand to be around them anymore. Violetta works at the local café, trying to save money so she can move out of the hell hole she calls home, but her step father expects her to pay her way by handing over most of her earning so its taking longer than she would like. Dimitri is the eldest son of the head of the Russian Mafia. He grew up with the children of his fathers right hand man Josiah. They were close and were heartbroken when the Mafia's Princess went missing when she was four. She had been promised to him when they were younger before her mother ran away taking the Princess with her. now, at the age of twenty eight, he is determined to find out what happened to her and bring her home to her four brothers where she belongs. What he doesn't bargain for is the fact he will be going up against the Italian Mafia
Lihat lebih banyak*Warning - use of Torture to follow*Dimitri's POVOnce she was asleep, I stood and left the room, closing the door quietly behind me. Outside the room was my father, who had his arm around my mother, my Uncle Alek, Adrien and the Doctor."What happened?" I asked my mother gently."She picked her glass up. It was slippery from the cold water, and it slipped from her hand and smashed on the table. She froze, her eyes wide, and she looked petrified. Then she put her hand on the table and started to shake before I could get around to her. She had put her palm onto the glass, and a shard got stuck in her hand. Her shaking got worse, and before I could do anything, she fisted her hand around the glass. She was mumbling, it sounded like please no, I'm sorry." Mum said, tears in her eyes. My dad squeezed her shoulder. "I think he cut her. When her hand went to her neck, she was covering a scar there.""He needs to die," I said."Painfully." My father growled."How long until she is here?" My
Vi's POV"Would you like some ice tea or some water?" Aunt Nina asked."Um, some water, please," I respond. I had never tried Iced Tea before. I watched as she filled the glass with some water and put a straw in it for me before handing it to me."Take small sips, don't gulp it, you need to take it slowly until we get your stomach used to proper amounts of food again." She said with a loving smile."Thank you," I said, dropping fluffy to my lap. I knew I was 21, and too old for teddies, my mother had told me plenty of times, she had thrown fluffy in the bin so many times, and I had to creep out to find her after everyone was in bed and hide her under my mattress, but it was the only thing I had that made me feel safe. I couldn't t bare to let her go. "You must think I am such a child." "Not at all. You are our child. You belonged to all of us the moment you were born. It has been many a generation since a girl was born into the Vasiller family, even more for the Koslov family. So whe
Dimitri's POV. I gasped when I saw the ratted teddy she pulled out of the bag and hugged it. It was missing an ear, and it was no longer white, in fact it looked like the fur had become threadbare. its left eye looked like it had been drawn on."Is that...?""Fluffy." She said looking at me, a look of child like innocence in her eyes. I had given her that teddy the day she had been born and she never went anywhere without it. Looks like she still didn't."I remember you putting that in her cot the day you came to see her in the hospital when she was born." Mother said."I've always had it, I didn't remember where it came from." She said. "I can't sleep without her.""Come on, lets get you some fresh air." my mother said and I pushed the chair out of the door. "Mum, I wont be a second." I said and she took the chair from me. I walked back into the room where her father and the doctor stood. He child like regression worried me a little. "Is it just me who noticed the childlike regress
Vi's POVBeeping, all I could hear was beeping. Every beep reverberated through my head. I tried to open my eyes, and after what seemed like hours, I managed to blink them open. I groaned as I shut them again from the light in the room."Little Dove?" Came a familiar voice."Is she awake?" Came a lyrical voice which was faintly familiar."L...Lights." I mumbled, my mouth was like sandpaper. A moment later, I heard a click."You can open your eyes now, sweetheart." Came the soft, lyrical voice again. "Mitri, go and get Doctor Klaus."I realised that someone was holding my hand, and I had a sudden urge of not wanting to loose that touch and I tightened my grip. This person made me feel safe."Little Dove, I promise I will be right back." Came the voice as I blinked open my eyes and looked at the man whose hand I had a death grip on.""You stay, Mitri, I'll go." I looked in the direction of the soft voice and gasped."Nee nee?" I mumbled I must be dreaming. The woman gasped, her hands fl
Dimitri’s POVJust before we landed, I placed a sleeping Vi into her seat and strapped her in, still not waking her. As we landed, we came down with a bump. I looked over and she was still fast asleep. I frowned and laid a hand on her head. She was warm to the touch, and her skin was clammy. I looked out the window as we taxied into the hangar where we kept our fleet of jets and saw a line of SUVS. The doors started to open as the Plane came to a stop. Getting out, I saw my father and mother, my Uncle Aleksandr and Doctor Klaus. There was also an ambulance waiting behind all of the cars.I stood up and pulled Vi into my arms, and she groaned as her head loosely moved around. I pull her head up to support on my shoulder, I now noticed how warm she was feeling.“Is she ok?” Adrien asked, a frown marring his usually blank face.“I don’t know," I said as Marissa opened the door. "She's very warm. I didn't notice before but because she was on me, but now I've picked her up again she's clam
Dimitri's POVVi fell asleep pretty quickly, curled in a ball on the airplane seat. I saw the air hostess come in and smile at us, she opened her mouth to speak, but I put a finger to my lip and nodded to my little dove. Marissa, the flight attendant, opened one of the overhead lockers and pulled out a blanket which she carefully placed over the sleeping Vi."Can I get you anything to drink sirs?" she whispered to us."A whiskey on the rocks." I said. She nodded and looked over to Adrien."Just a coke for me." He said before she disappeared to ask the other passengers. "If it wasn't for her hair and eyes, I would think she was too young to be Violetta.""She is very malnourished." I said looking at her sleeping form. "She looks about 15 not 21." He sighed. "When I lifted her out of the car, she weighed nothing, and I could feel her bones. What did you see on her arms that had you looking like you wanted to kill?""Cigarette burns and scars." I muttered."What?" Adrien said, his gaze
Violetta's POVI am so confused. These two men, I feel like I know them. The one has the same hair and eye colour as I do. The other, I feel like I have always known him. Both men are very handsome. I am feeling highly overwhelmed here, I don’t understand what is going on.“Sir, we are being followed.” I heard the Driver say and I turned around to see a familiar Mercedes following us.“Oh no, he is coming for me.” I mumbled.“Who is he little dove?” The blonde one asked.“He’s, my stepfather. He will kill me if he gets a hold of me. He told me I had to be home by five.” I could feel myself start to shake. How did he find out so soon?“Let me see your wrists.” The handsome dark-haired man said. I frowned but showed him my wrists.“Shit.” He said looking at a small scar I had no Idea how I got.“What?” The blonde asked.“He’s put a tracker in her, that’s how he found her so fast.”“What?2 I asked looking at him shocked.“Vi, Little dove.” He said lifting my chin so he could look into my
Dimitri’s POVThe plane journey to London from New York took around 7 hours. In that time my father had found everything he could about this Judge. His wife Iliana Granger was our bitch of a mother, so we knew now that it was our little white Dove. The name white dove had come from his mother Nina. She said he coos always reminded her of a dove, and her soft white hair was as white as snow and the name White Dove had stuck. My mother was more of a mum to the five Vassilev children and it broke her when Vi was taken, she felt like her own daughter had been taken from her. Our mother didn’t give a shit about the family, she just wanted the money and the lifestyle that came with being a part of the mafia. She had never been much of a mother to her children, and she was so jealous when Vi came along that she treated her even worse than she treated the boys, all because the baby was getting more attention than she was. It was a surprise when we found out that Anastasia had taken off with Vi
Dimitri's POVI picked up the frame that sat on my desk, it had three photos in it. The first was of my mother and father on their wedding day Alexia and Nina Koslov. The second was of my father’s second in commands four sons Adrian, Luka, Nikoli and Mishka. Adrian was the same age as me at 28 and when I took over from my father as the next Don of the Russian Mafia US contingent, Adrian would become my second. His younger brother Luka who was 24 would be my Enforcer, and the twins Nikoli and Mishka, both 22, would take over as a couple of my underbosses. The final Picture was when I was 11, sat on my knee was the prettiest little girl wearing a blue pinafore dress and a white shirt under it, a pair of pink unicorn wellies on her feet, and her white, blonde hair was in pigtails which stuck out of the top of her head. The smile on her face lit up her whole aura and her stunning purple eyes that she inherited from the Vassilev blood line showed how happy the little girl was. I had loved
Violetta's POVI woke before my alarm went off, as I always did and rolled off the mattress, I called a bed and onto the dirt floor of the basement, I called my bedroom. I wasn't allowed to live in the main house, as I was a nobody to my mother and stepfather. Other than my mattress, I had a couple of drawers on the floor in which I kept the small collection of cloths in and a ratty blanket I had, had since I moved in here at 4. I stood up and went to the small shower room I had in the basement and turned on the water. Getting in quickly I washed myself as quickly as I could under the freezing cold water, I didn't pay them enough to warrant using the hot water, and the last time I was caught using it, I still have the scars on my back from the beating I got.My mother brought us here when I was four, telling me that my father was disgusted that I was a girl, that wasn't how I remembered him, but then maybe my 4-year-old brain was trying to protect me and made me think I was his little...
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