Sofia."And that's all there is to know, your assignments will be sent directly to you through emails. I wish you all the best and you might resume starting with the tasks assigned to you."I nodded straightening my knee-length skirt trying my best to not fidget under her hard, scrutinizing gaze. I had every reason to impress this woman but damn it was hard to read through her."Finally, your workstation is right here, our main programmers and designers are on this floor. They all like working in closed spaces so they won't be bothering you or anything." Elaina-- my supervisor explained, her thick Russian accent apparent with a hand gesture to the unopened office door with laced professionalism in her tone and I offered an understanding smile at her cooperative self."Find me if you need anything.""Thank you."And with that, she turned with one last firm nod to head back.My anger skyrocketed to the roof at the fact that the trio made her give me an entire office instead of working
Sofia.Fingers hooked under my chin."Baby, why can't just be a good girl and listen for once?" Nadei's soft tone, despite the gruffness of his deep voice, sent butterflies in my stomach. The feeling close to being warped in a warm blanket as he patted my head."But I just wanted-" my objection was cut off as he pinned me to the thick glass window, his hand behind the back of my head. My face coming directly with his lower chest and I for the umpteenth time cursed myself for being short.He hoisted me up at my thighs holding me up against the wall as he gazed at me, Nikolai, and Nial caught in my line of sight from either side.A hand slid around my throat like a collar. Tight but gentle somehow. "Little one," I just hummed avoiding eye contact which got me a slap on the thigh making yelp."Look at me," and I did at Nikolai.Nadei's face was buried in the crook of my neck, his five o'clock shadow tickling my skin as I suppressed a moan at the feeling of his hardness pressing up again
Sofia.I stirred awake, the bed dipping on each of my sides as I turned around to face the three men-- my three angry and upset men. I frowned rubbing my eyes from sleep. The disorientation swinging my vision back and forth."Love, sleep," Nikolai said upon noticing my shifting on the bed as I held my arms above my head softly groaning at the feel of my limbs being stretched out."What time is it?" I asked hoarsely."It's five am, little one. Go back to sleep.""I don't feel like sleeping anymore," I yawned. "Are you guys alright?" My worry was evident in my voice as they peered at each other for something.Whatever it was they had a mutual understanding on got a grimace to distort their usual smiling faces around me. The action shooting an uncomfortable anxious feeling within me."We're okay. Doll," Nial's dry answer had my suspicions right on spot.He was never like that. Cold."You don't sound or look okay," I interjected and they stood up abruptly their eyes looking mournful and
Sofia.Finishing up the defects and errors on the program I was sent to code. I sighed leaning back to stretch my tangled muscles deciding to head over and oversee how the trio-- my men- were doing.I was walking towards the trio's office, humming to Only love can hurt like this until a loud curse reached my eyes from outside their door.Identifying the loud voice as Nadei's. My hand immediately latched swinging the door open with fear as their eyes snapped to me in alarm. "What's wrong love?" Nikolai asked racking a hand through his blond curls."I just wanted to check up on you," I hugged him and Nial moving to Nadei that was holding a folder of some sort.The anger rolled off of him in waves and I clasped my hand around his rigid form pulling said folder from his grasp. Noting it as his reason of discomfort. I wanted to burn the damn thing.He cuddled me to him as if to calm himself down and I swooned at the act when he pushed his face into my crook planting soft kisses as my feet
Sofia.Chaos ensued after the three words I muttered but Nial still held me as I cried till my eyes went dry, sore and red rimmed yet he kept rubbing my back soothingly. The backlash of the other two was far worse than expected.My sniffing died down and I leaned into his huge form.I couldn't be more grateful that he was being calm-- rational about this. I could feel the anger rolling off of him in frosted cold waves chilling me to the bone yet he was so, so gentle.He held me in his arms as I broke down and he did nothing but make it better by just holding me in his embrace as if to shield me. Protect me and I loved the feeling of his arms around me.The other two were seething, growls, angry shouts, and grunts of displeasure echoing through the closed space and the gloomy evil darkness surrounding them was almost, physically suffocating-- it was perilous.And said anger was channeled towards the whole office that was trashed to pieces-- I could tell that they had some sort of an id
Sofia.But a half an hour into sitting in comfortable silence, I decided to be my dumb self once again. But the real question was, when was I not being dumb?Pulling myself up from their cocooned embrace to stretch my arms above my head, my sweater rose at the action showing an adulterated amount of skin. "Now, now, enough of the emotional shit. Let's go get us some lunch, I'm starving," I joked but winced after seeing the unamused look on Nadei's face.Okay... So, joking about it didn't make it any better.Copy that. Party popper."Too soon, I guess," I stated awkwardly, rubbing my nape but my words got a soft chuckle from Nikolai that shook his head looking down at me as he stood up."He's just being grumpy, Love," I snorted at the glare Nadei shoot his brother."When is he not grumpy? Is the question."Nial and Nikolai laughed as Nadei tried to act angered at my words but a small smile pulled up on his luscious lips. "Bad, bad girl," He mouthed shaking his head and I blushed feroci
Sofia.Nadei pulled a chair for me and I gave him a soft kiss on the cheek as a thank you. He sat down next to me, Nial and Nikolai facing us."That's the least I can do for you, princess." He squeezed my thigh where my skirt had risen to expose my skin and I shuddered at the cold sensation of his rings and the rough texture of his fingers.I internally swooned at his words but reprimanded myself at how I overappreciated some gestures that were the bare minimum when it came to men.The maids served the trio their meals receiving a grateful nod from them as Anne came into view, my excitement was evident on my face. I felt like a kid getting their favorite candy which was practically true in my case."Per your request, Miss," Anne said giving me a polite smile as she placed my bowl of soup and freshly baked garlic breadsticks, a grin taking over my lips."Thank you and please call me Sofia, how many times do I have to tell you that-" I said with utmost seriousness, "We're past the whole
Sofia."Baby, please say something," Nadei's deep voice plucked me out of my thoughts.I prepared myself to say whatever it was to wipe out their insecurity and tell them that I wasn't leaving anytime soon. Not anymore."I knew that. More like guessed-" they looked confused but interested, I rolled my eyes. "The tight security and heavily armed bodyguards and the extravagant and excessively large mansions. The whole carrying your gun with you even-to-the-bathroom-thing was easy to make me put two and two together," I shrugged.They let out snorts and I bit back a giggle at my wording. "You guys even have this dangerous and domineering aura surrounding you. I've seen the way people looked at you when we're out in public, so, it wasn't hard to know that you might be involved in some shady business," I completed wittily.They stared at me, emotionlessly and my face fell."Plus, I was born into that kind of life, even if I didn't want to be," I sighed "I was deemed to know of the kind of
Sofia.The world blurred around me.The sound of my own breath—ragged, sharp—was the only thing keeping me tethered to reality as I clutched Lorelai in my arms.Aurelio is waking up.Vale’s words echoed in my skull, but my body had already moved before my mind could process them. I was rushing to get to the door.The air rushed past me as I made it to the front door, barefoot, heart hammering, pulse wild. Luca grabbed my arm before I could get into the car, his grip strong but careful. “Sofia, relax—”“I need to see him,” I snapped, shaking him off.“We’re coming with you,” Nikolai said from behind me.There was no room for argument. I didn’t care about security, the logistics, the doctors, or the tests.I just needed to see my brother._At the hospital.The room smelled sterile. Like antiseptic, bleach, and something too clean to be comforting. It made my senses twitch at the overly powerful smell.I stood in the doorway, my pulse thundering in my ears, my hands clenched into fists
Sofia.Mornings in our house were never quiet.And I wouldn’t have it any other way.The kitchen smelled like warm syrup, cinnamon, and something unmistakably homey. Sunlight streamed through the windows, golden and soft, casting a warm glow over the absolute war zone unfolding in front of me.Jade stood on his stool, spatula in hand, looking every bit like a tiny war general as he surveyed the griddle. “Mama, this is serious. We need maximum efficiency if we’re gonna get pancakes and whipped cream before Alexei does.”Gosh, he sounded like Schmidt from New Girl when he said that, I cackled internally. Alexei, sitting on the counter beside Arsen, scoffed. “You act like I can’t hear you.”Jade ignored him. Instead, he turned to Lorelai, who was standing beside me, her tiny hands clutching a measuring cup filled with flour."Lory, you’re on mixing duty."Lorelai nodded solemnly. “Mix.”Jade nodded back like this was a military operation. “Good. Uncle Renzo’s in charge of toppings.”Ren
Sofia.The jet ride home was quiet.Not peaceful.Just quiet.Nikolai sat beside me, his fingers curled around my thigh, warm and grounding. Nadei and Nial sat across from us, their gazes locked onto me in that quiet way they always did when they thought I was about to break.But I wasn’t breaking.I was exhausted.I leaned back against the leather seat, exhaling through my nose, my body thrumming with tension. The blood was gone from my skin, wiped clean before I ever stepped foot on the jet, but I still felt it.In my bones.Under my nails.Seeping into my fucking soul.I closed my eyes.For the first time in weeks, the war was over. Momentarily.But I didn’t know how to stop fighting.-We stepped inside, the weight of everything hit me. Not just the blood. Not just the ghosts but the home of it all. The scent of vanilla and citrus from the candles I always burned. The warmth of the dimmed hallway lights. The faintest sound of Jade’s giggles coming from the kids’ wing.I exhaled sh
Sofia.The world didn’t stop after a war.I learned that a long time ago.You spill blood, you carve your revenge into the bones of your enemies, you rip apart the men who dared to harm what was yours—and then? Then, the world moves on.Seemed easy enough, right? Well, it fucking wasn't.The city still breathed. People still laughed, drank, fucked. Unaware that, just hours ago, I had rewritten the rules of their underworld. That we have changed something that a lot have tried to but couldn't.Mikhailov was dead.Vaschenko was dead.Petrov was dead.Their corpses were nothing more than stains on the concrete, their names nothing more than whispered cautionary tales for the next generation of ambitious fools who thought they could touch an Alexeyev and walk away.And yet…The ache in my chest remained because Aurelio was still lying in that hospital bed.Still pale. Still silent.Still gone in all the ways that mattered.I exhaled slowly, gripping the edge of the sink, staring at my re
Sofia.There was no calm before the storm.No quiet anticipation.No room for hesitation.By the time we left Petrov’s lifeless body cooling in a puddle of his own blood, the only thing left was the pulse of war thudding through my veins.One more.Vladimir Mikhailov.I could already see his name carved into his gravestone, already hear his screams before we sent him to rot in the ground.The ride back to the safehouse was silent, thick with something heavy, something sharp. Luca drove again, his grip tight on the wheel, knuckles white. Nadei sat beside him, eyes fixed on the road ahead, his body coiled in quiet tension.Renzo was wiping his blade clean, slow and methodical, like he was already picturing the next throat he’d slit.Nikolai sat beside me, his arm slung lazily over my shoulder, his fingers trailing idly along my collarbone—a contrast to the bloodlust still simmering in his gaze.We weren’t done.Not yet.Mikhailov was the last one left.And when I found him, I wouldn’t j
Sofia.Vengeance had a taste.It was bitter, metallic, laced with the promise of death.I could feel it on my tongue as I sat in the back of the car, staring out at the city bleeding light into the darkness. Neon signs flickered against the glass, a kaleidoscope of color that felt too bright, too alive for what we had just done. I could still feel Vaschenko’s blood drying on my skin. Still feel the weight of the gun in my hand, the kick of the recoil, the way his body had spasmed before he stilled.Dead.And yet, it wasn’t enough.Because Aurelio was still in that hospital bed.Still fighting for his life.Still teetering on the edge of existence, caught between this world and whatever lay beyond.And as long as my brother lay there, trapped in that purgatory, the men responsible didn’t deserve to fucking breathe.I inhaled slowly, pressing my fingertips to my temples, grounding myself in the dull ache. I could feel the weight of their gazes on me—Nikolai’s steady, Luca’s knowing, Nad
Sofia.Vengeance had a taste.It was bitter, metallic, laced with the promise of death.I could feel it on my tongue as I stood in the safehouse’s war room, staring down at the map of the city, my fingers trailing over the names we had carved into our list.Petrov. Mikhailov. Vaschenko.Their days were numbered.And tonight?Tonight, the countdown began.Luca was the first to break the silence. "We start with Vaschenko," he muttered, tapping the red mark on the map where the bastard’s operations were stationed. "He’s the easiest to take out first. He thinks he’s untouchable in that casino of his, but we’ve already got men inside.""He’s a coward," Nikolai added, his voice sharp. "He runs his mouth, but he won’t fight. He hides behind security, behind money. He won’t see it coming."Good.I wanted him to be afraid.I wanted him to choke on it.Valentino leaned against the table, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. "We make an example out of him."A slow, dark smile curled at my li
Sofia.The scent of death still clung to my skin.Even after we had left the warehouse, after we had burned the bodies, after I had washed my hands clean of the blood—I still felt it.Felt it under my nails.Felt it in my fucking bones.I sat in the back of the car, the engine humming beneath me, the city lights flickering past in a blur of gold and white. My reflection stared back at me in the window, eyes dark, empty.I barely recognized myself."Petrov. Mikhailov. Vaschenko."The names echoed in my head like a death sentence.They had tried to kill Aurelio.They had wanted me alive. They were unrelenting. The first attack. Sokolov. Their army. Every thing they have done led us to this moment. I curled my fingers into a fist, nails biting into my palm.No one moved in the car.Luca sat beside me, his jaw clenched so tightly I could hear his teeth grinding. Nadei was on my other side, his knuckles still bruised, still stained with a red that no amount of scrubbing would erase.Nik
Sofia.The night air was cold. Not the kind of cold that bit at your skin. Not the kind that sent shivers racing down your spine. This was something else.Something hollow.The kind of cold that crept into your bones, settled in your veins, and wrapped around your heart like an iron vice. I sat in the back of the car, staring out at the city lights blurring past, but I didn’t see them.All I could see was Aurelio.Pale. Motionless. His body hooked up to machines, his chest barely rising and falling.The last time I had seen him, really seen him, he had been full of life. Full of energy. Full of that fire that burned inside all of us.Now?Now, he was trapped between life and death, teetering on the edge.And I hadn’t been there.I had been tangled up in Arsen. Lost in him. Lost in us. Letting myself forget, even if just for a moment, that the world outside still existed.And while I had been pretending—My brother had been bleeding out.A sharp, stinging pain shot through my palm.I lo