Nial.Our girl was absolutely fucking gorgeous.Nadei gently laid her on the bed to admire her flushed cheeks and the way she looked clenching her thighs together while staring at us in need.Her beautiful eyes roamed over our faces and bodies favorably. She wanted us. Maybe not like we needed her to want us but we'd take what we can get from her and satisfy her if that was what she wanted. For now.I nodded at my brothers affirmatively when she bit her lip glancing with lustful eyes and we formed a circle around my babygirl's flustered self.Nik behind her moved her damp hair to the side to start kissing and sucking her neck.Nadei looked at her expectantly. My heart thundered in my chest hoping that she'd say 'yes'."Would you let us pleasure you, little one. We won't do anything that you're not comfortable with. Would you like that?"Her hooded eyes stared back stuttering an incoherent answer when Nik sucked behind her ear hard enough to make her head tilt to the side allowing him
Sofia.Nial was the one to sigh and get up, stomped his way to type in the code and unlocking the door for the new incomer.I looked over the door to see a beautiful woman maybe in her late forties, with brown hair and brown eyes showing her evident concern and anger. She had Nial's eyes was the only thing I noted.She strode into the room, her hands shaking at her sides, eyes blazing with concern and discernible anger."Γιατί διάολο δεν άκουσα από κανέναν ότι επέστρεψες; και γιατί στο διάολο δεν απαντούσες στις κλήσεις μου, νόμιζα ότι κάτι σου συνέβη-" she shouted out but soon became aware of my presence and paused to eye me with a curious yet skeptic look etched on her face. (Why the hell haven't I heard from anyone that you came back? and why the fuck didn't you answer my calls, I thought something happened to you-)"Who are you?" That was the first thing that she said to me. Her eyes were hard as steel and her mouth pursed into a thin line expressing her irritation."I-uh I'm Sofi
Nikolai."WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU ALL THINKING?!" she bellowed. Anger rolled off of her in scalding hot waves of furious intent and exsparation.We flinched for a millisecond not used to her being so loud and angry at us, more so specifically."θείτσα, we can talk like reasonable people about this, there is no need to make such commotion and where is Sofia?" Nial tried to calm down the angered woman, yet subtly asked where our girl was.(Auntie)Sighing, she stated trying to keep her overflowing emotions at bay not lash out furthermore. "She's in my office and is a bit disrupted but what the hell were you guys thinking when you fucking kidnapped her!"The screeched admission rang in my ears as she raised her voice a higher note, "You brought an innocent woman. No! a girl without her consent to our home and for what is what I want to know? Don't you know how irresponsible and endangering that is?" Oh, but we knew. We thought of every possible scenario yet our emotions made us act upon t
Sofia.Why the hell did nobody talk about how awkward it was to be a slow eater?The triplets finished their food a few minutes ago and I was still halfway through my plate. And the fact that I felt their unfaltering stares on my face the whole time, which got me blushing like a freaking tomato was bizarre as hell too.Not that it was anything new.I blushed all the time and made an idiot out of myself. Gosh, I was a walking talking embarrassment.I swallowed the bite of food and glanced to see that the trio were still staring at me. I awkwardly shifted in my seat."Can you please stop staring at me?" I huffed.Letting a low chuckle out, Nadei murmured, his tone humourous, "No, thank you little one, we very much enjoy watching you stuff your face like an adorable little-" he trailed off.I squinted my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest."Chipmunk," Nial suddenly laughed out and Nikolai pursed his lips, a hint of a smile sneaking its way to his lips.I gasped, horrified by his claim,
Sofia.3:47 AMI jolted awake, gasping for air, hot tears ran down my face, my choked sobs and cries muffled with my palm.Another nightmare.It had been a few months since I had one that vivid. It felt like I relived it, the abuse, the starvation, the mental and verbal torture. It was like the last two years away from them were just a dream that I conjured and that I was still stuck there.My tears turned to soft sniffles and the light was turned on suddenly making me flinch from the bright light. I removed my arm that was shielding my eyes and peeked through my red-rimmed eyes to find Nikolai turning to me, sitting up.He scanned my shaking form, worriedly and reached a hand to my face, I flinched away, squeezing my eyes shut."Kitten, open your beautiful eyes and look at me," his voice deep resonated with worry and a mere delicate whisper.I shook my head ferociously cowering, a headache forming, my breathing coming in short pants, palms sweating as the flashbacks hit me like a to
Sofia."I'm going to go get dressed," I addressed Camille, giving her a small smile.I wiped my mouth moved my chair and got up to leave to our room. Wait. Did I just call it our room? Fucking damnit.Simultaneously, the trio stood up and followed my angry stomping form to the room. I was petty and I loved it. I unlocked the door striding in, yanking the bag that comprised the clothes that Camille brought for me and got into the bathroom to change.The trio watched me intently until I was out of sight.-I placed the bag on the counter, washing my teeth and hands as I opened it, emptying the contents. A soft gasp left my parted lips instantly loving what I was seeing.Clothes that actually would fit me, with undergarments.Thank gods for Camille.I undressed and wore the black lace bra and panties with a light undershirt, throwing on the maroon cropped hoodie and black skinny jeans and a black leather jacket. I finished off by slipping on the socks and black combat boots tying the sh
Sofia.Gods I was wrong. So damn wrong.That was it.Yep, I was never going shopping again.Especially with someone as hyperactive as Camille.She had been dragging me and Astrid--her bodyguard for hours in this huge ass mall. Store to store and spending money like there was no tomorrow and to be honest I didn't care to stop her.I'd given her that card that the trio gave me and let her do her 'thang' as she said which made me laugh at her attempt at imitating an American accent.Plus I was exhausted and hungry as hell.But thankfully we didn't get to carry any of the stuff that Camille picked for me because apparently it would get dropped off at the Alexeyev mansion.And I just learned the trio's last name-- finally, which sounded quite familiar as if I heard it before also got to know that they were the most influential wealthy and socially high-ranked businessmen here.But they were still idiots to me-- a bunch of very attractive idiotic kind captors but that was debatable when it c
Sofia.He smashed his lips against mine and I hesitantly kissed him back with those full lips moving against mine, his hand drifting downwards to hold my throat in a firm grip.I felt myself moaning voluntarily when shoved his tongue into my mouth exploring it with his teeth pulling at my bottom lip teasingly.He pulled away from me, breathless and looking me in the eye waiting for me to lash out at him. To hit him or refuse his touch. But I don't.And he dove right back in, kissing me slowly as if to make a point. It felt more lustful and passionate.My lips moved in sync with his consuming each other.Tingles spread at the contact of Nikolai's wandering hands that were squeezing my pants-clad thighs kneading them up and down but never touching where I needed him.Nadei pulled away from me with one last peck on my lips, his own red and swollen, he tightened his grip on my neck meeting my eyes.His jade orbs reminded me of a Green python, venomous and deathly but mesmerizing. It some
Arsen.She was pacing again.The damn woman wouldn’t sit still, despite nearly toppling over twice already. Stubborn as hell, jaw clenched tight, the way her hands balled into fists every few minutes—it was like watching a storm build, waiting for the inevitable thunder. I let out a slow exhale, flexing my fingers against the dull ache in my side. The pain had settled into something manageable, but the bullet wound still throbbed every time I moved too much. Not that I’d admit it. ''You need to eat.''Sofia finally stopped near the small window, arms crossed as she glared into the distance. “I’m not hungry,” she muttered, refusing to look at me.I narrowed my eyes. “Yeah, and I’m a fucking priest.”She shot me a glare, but it lacked real fire. Her exhaustion clung to her, evident in the slight unsteadiness of her stance.I pushed off the couch, biting back a grimace as my side protested. “You haven’t eaten since you woke up, Sofia. You need to.”She let out a humorless laugh. “Why d
Sofia.Silence stretched tight in the room, thick with unspoken arguments and barely restrained fury. I could feel the weight of their gazes pressing down on me, but I refused to bend. Not this time. Not ever.Nikolai exhaled through his nose, his jaw locked tight. "Sofia, you have to trust us.""Trust?" I barked out a sharp laugh, shaking my head. "Trust goes both ways, Nikolai. And right now, it sure as hell doesn't feel like you trust me."He didn’t flinch at my words, but something flickered in his eyes—something almost guilty. But before I could call him on it, Nadei moved. Fast.Too fast.A sharp prick at my neck sent a chill down my spine, my hand flying up instinctively. My fingers met Nadei’s, his grip gentle but unyielding as he pressed the syringe into my skin. No. Fuck."You son of a wh—"The room tilted. My vision blurred, the edges growing hazy and dark. I staggered, reaching for something&
Sofia.The weight of Nikolai’s words settled in my bones. We move at dawn.No hesitation. No second-guessing. We were past that now.I turned to face him, meeting his unreadable gaze. The soft glow of the garden lights cast long shadows across his face, making the sharp angles even more pronounced. He looked terrefiyingly beautiful. I knew that look—controlled fury barely restrained. This wasn’t just about revenge. It was about sending a message.Someone had the audacity to come after me. After us. And they had failed. But failure meant nothing to men like the one who was after me. It only meant they would try again. Harder. Smarter. With more firepower."We should get some rest," Nikolai said, his voice rough from exhaustion, but firm.I exhaled sharply, shaking my head. "And leave the battle planning to you?"A smirk almost ghosted across his lips, but it never fully formed. Instead, he stepped closer, his hand brushing against my wrist in a fleeting touch. "Sofia. I need you to be
Sofia.The safe house was buried deep in the outskirts of the city, a fortress disguised as a forgotten estate. High walls, reinforced doors, bulletproof windows—it screamed security. Yet, as I stepped inside, the familiar scent of cigars and espresso made it feel almost homey.For a moment, I let myself believe we were safe.Until Luca locked the door behind us, and the tension in the room snapped tight like a wire about to break."We need answers." Lorenzo’s voice was ice, sharp and cutting.Clearing his throat, "Agreed." Nadei said as he leaned against the wall, his arms crossed, his green eyes dark with exhaustion. "We were ambushed, but someone had to tip them off.""Someone on the inside," Nial added, wiping dried blood from his knuckles. "Someone close enough to know our movements."My stomach twisted. He wasn’t wrong. This wasn’t just a random attack. This was precision. A well-planned execution. And yet, we were still standing.Thankfully."Who do you think it was?" I asked,
Sofia.I feel someone's intense gaze on me.The night was a cacophony of chaos, but all I could hear was the drum of my own heartbeat, the fire in my lungs as I fought, as I survived. The air was thick with the scent of gasoline, wreckage and blood, the crack of bullets whizzing past my ears a deadly symphony.Nikolai was at my back, covering me with precision, his bullets finding their marks like it was second nature. Nadei was a storm, his movements ruthless, his rage palpable as he carved through our attackers with a kind of brutality that made my chest ache. Nial fought with a quiet efficiency, his blade flashing in the dim light, while Arsen, bleeding and furious, held the line with the stubbornness of a man who refused to fall.And still, they kept coming.More men poured into the alley, their silhouettes dark and faceless, their weapons raised, ready to finish what they started."We need a fucking miracle," Nial panted, reloading with grim determination."We don’t break," I gro
Nadei.The world erupted in fire.The blast threw me off my feet, a wall of heat and force slamming into my back as the explosion consumed the alleyway. Debris rained down like fucking bullets, and the scent of burning asphalt filled my lungs. My ears rang, my vision blurred—but I didn’t stop moving. I couldn’t afford to. I. Had.To. Keep. Moving.“SOFIA!”My voice was lost in the chaos, but I caught sight of her through the smoke. My heart squeezed at the sight. Arsen had tackled her to the ground, shielding her with his body as the fire roared behind them. He was bleeding. So was she. But they were alive.Nikolai was on his feet, gun raised, scanning the destruction. Nial had taken cover behind what was left of a dumpster, his face set in a snarl, blood dripping down the side of his head. But the bastard we’d been questioning? Gone.Of course he was.''Fucking hell.'' I spat out a curse, my grip tightening around my gun as I forced my body into motion. We needed to move. Whoever sen
Arsen.The moment of peace I shared with Sofia is quickly shattered. The first explosion rocked the walls, sending a tremor through the floor. The windows rattled violently before one of them burst, spraying shards of glass into the air. In the same breath, the lights flickered and cut out, plunging us into chaos.Fuck! They had where they wanted us. We didn't expect them to strike this fast. And that was our first mistake.“DOWN!” Nikolai roared, tackling Sofia to the ground as a second blast ripped through the room, deafening and blinding. The table flipped, and I hit the ground hard, the taste of dust and gunpowder sharp in my mouth.Gunfire erupted outside, sharp, controlled bursts—whoever was out there wasn’t just trying to scare us. They were here to finish the job.Nadei was the first to move, rolling into cover behind the overturned couch, his gun already in hand. “We’re under attack.”“No shit!” Nial growled, already pulling his own weapon. His face was twisted in fury, but h
Arsen.I had always known my past would come back for me. But I never thought it would come like this—like a blade pressing against my throat, like a storm tearing apart everything in its wake. Like my heart was going to be ripped away from my ribbcage.Sitting in that dimly lit room, my jaw still aching from the blond dickhead's punch, I could feel the weight of my next words before they even left my mouth. I had their attention now. The three men who owned Sofia’s heart. The men who would kill me without hesitation if they thought I was a danger to her.And maybe I was.I exhaled sharply, pushing down the bitterness that always threatened to surface when I thought about what could have been. What should have been. I wasn’t here for that. I was here because I had answers. And they needed them."The people after Sofia? They aren’t just old enemies," I began, my voice even, controlled, despite the storm raging inside me. "They’re the remnants of something much worse. Something that nev
Author's POV.The moment Sofia and her husbands left- fuck, he hated that word. Husbands. It left a bitter taste in his mouth, and it wasn't fair to him. He wanted to be the man for her. He desereved that title, but she chose them, not him, he reminded himself - silence settled over the room like a thick fog, suffocating and heavy. Arsen exhaled sharply, running a hand down his face before gripping the edge of the table. The tension in his shoulders had coiled so tight he thought he might snap.He should have expected this. From the second he locked eyes with those five men in the café, he knew this moment would come. The past had never been the kind to stay buried, not for people like them. Not for men who lived in the shadows of power and blood.Sofia was different now. He had seen it in the steel of her gaze, the way she held herself—not just as a mother, not just as the girl he used to know, but as something else entirely. A woman carved by war and loss, by survival. The Bratva’s