“I now pronounce you as a husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!” The priest announced and I froze. I knew I was cursed the moment this blood oath was taken which bound me to hell, the hell of this Sinner. My eyelids raised to see the ugly creation of god. My husband! Vladimir Sokolov! His rugged face carved with uncountable ugly marks stung my slow beating heart. His hazel green eyes held a satisfied dark shadow as He pulled me close, raised my chin and whispered coldly, “From this very moment, you share the crown of Bratva’s pakhan. Prepare yourself to bear its weight, Babochka. Because I own your existence now!” He slammed his cold lips on my trembling ones, punishing me with a brutal kiss. Tears pricked my eyes with disgust but I tolerated his touch for the sake of my family. My eyes followed the part of the audience, Russians, who burst into cheers while the other party, Italians, looked at me with remorse and pitiful gazes. Oh yes, how could I forget I was the sacrificed lamb thrusted into hell to get scorched for a lifetime. But No. I still had the last hope to save myself from this cursed fate, this cursed marriage. ………….. Born in a sin will definitely be called the Sinner. Without morality and mercy, Vladimir Sokolov the Bratva’s Pakhan ruled the city with an iron fist. Due to the influence of some political parties He had to marry the Daughter from La Camorra. Rose Barbieri! Marry her, have his heir and wear the title of family man, that's what He planned to do but what He didn’t imagine was that his innocent, submissive wife was someone who would burn the flames of his hell into ashes one day.
View MoreKajio’s eyes locked on the Bratva Pakhan. For a moment, he was stunned to see him there, how the fuck they managed to invade his very private property about which nobody knew. But he controlled his emotions and grinned standing straight and presenting himself unfazed, as if he didn't give a damn about Vladimir Sokolov’s presence there. “I am surprised to see you here, Sinner,” Kajio grinned with his ugly yellow teeth, even though his eyes betrayed his confidence and showed a glimpse of unease which Vladimir read like an open book. “Did you come to meet me?”Instead, Vladimir briefly gazed at his men in the shaby warehouse. Eight! They were only eight. He took out a cigar from his cigar case, put it in his mouth and lit it using his lighter while gazing at his sideways. “You are failing miserably, Kajio.” He shook his head in disappointment. Kajio’s eyebrows curled together. “Failing at what?” He demanded, meeting Vladimir's eyes head on. The man was known for his cruelty but in fron
“Why?” Rose’s curiosity cum fear couldn't help her to stop there but enquire further, “What wrong did she do to him that he…..killed her!” she licked her lips equally scared imagining that gruesome death given by her husband to the poor woman. Even though rumor spread around him killing her over a small mistake but Rose was suspicious about the whole scenario. Only a psychopath monster could do that to his wife. “Nothing big! She only…” “Rose….” Rose flinched back with the high-pitched voice and her attention turned behind Dmitry’s figure. Valentina with her boyfriend, Edward, sprinted towards them. Dmitry voluntarily stepped aside. “We will talk later!” He said lowly. Rose instantly collected herself and straightened. “I almost thought you wouldn't come today!” Valentina said as she grabbed her hand. “Hello, Rose!” Edward smiled at Rose who returned it hesitantly. “Come, I have something to share with you and we are already late for class.” Seeing Valentina’s exciteme
“Brat?” Isaac's eyebrows curled together as he witnessed the brewing fury swirling in his brother’s eyes. “What do you want, Isaac?” Vladimir snapped as He took out a cigar from his cigar case and lit it while fixing his brother with a stern gaze. “You look furious.” Isaac mentioned, crossing his hands to his chest. “And smoking in the middle of the night. You only smoke in anger, especially at this moment in time.”“Isaac. Just fuck off. I am in no mood to chat.” Isaac wouldn't be Isaac if he accepted his brother's warning. “I think you should be with Rose, Brat. She might quell this….”“Shut the fuck up!” Vladimir bellowed at his brother, throwing the burning cigar on the floor and getting into his brother's face before pulling his collar. “Stop interfering in my fucking marriage. You, Otets and that little guest of ours. Why Everyone seem to be interested in my marriage? Go get a fucking life!” He jerked him away after lashing out. Little guest? Isaac's eyes narrowed further.
“Dinner is ready,” Rose said to her husband who was sitting on the sofa elegantly like a king. He was holding a glass of liquor in his right hand while his one leg was crossed over the other.The dim light of the room made it hard for Rose to detect her husband's mood. “Are you hungry, Babochka?” Vladimir’s velvety deep voice penetrated her ears and Rose’ heart skipped a beat. “I…n..no. I am not hungry, Pakhan,” she stammered nervously when Vladimir uncrossed his legs and sat straight. She thought He was about to walk to her and that thought peaked her anxiety. “Good. So you wouldn't have any problem sitting with me here for a while,” He asked, nodding and Rose shook her head. “Sit with you?” Rose blinked in surprise. Even though the room was dimly illuminated she could feel his gaze intensely fixed on her. “Any problem?” Vladimir’s stern tone erupted goosebumps to her whole body. “No.”“Then what are you waiting for? Come and sit with me.”Rose inhaled sharply as He spoke in a
“What is happening here?” Vladimir asked his father when He found him with His wife in the kitchen, wearing an apron and cooking with Rose. It was hard for him to believe what was in front of his eyes. “Otets?” Rose bit her lower lip from inside as she stared at her husband. Anxiety crashes her system every time whenever He gets near her. Vladimir’s intense dark eyes fell on her and she looked down, unable to hold his gaze. Especially when Mia’s words kept ringing her ears. Her mother and Mia both think that anything could be sorted out with sex. However, Rose' conscience didn't allow her to use such tactics for a better married life. What would be the difference between her and those whores then? Rose wanted to make this marriage successful by winning his heart not manipulating his mind. But the problem was, the way to her husband’s heart was a wall of stones which Rose didn't know how to break. Whenever She takes two steps forward towards him with the thought of him doing t
“She defended you yet again, Pakhan. She said if I tried to flirt with her again she would tell you about it,” Dmitry informed Vladimir who fixed him with a piercing gaze and kept listening to the boasting praise about his wife. “Pakhan, I think we are wasting time with testing her. She is loyal to you. Trust me on this. I only want your happiness. And she deserves a happy life too. Please give her the chance to be your wife. Invest your trust in her and…”“Dmitry!” Vladimir snapped in a sharp cold tone and clenched his jaws. He got to his feet, encircled the table, fisted Dmitry's collar and pulled him to his feet. “I do not need a counselor for my marriage!” He gritted out getting into his face.Only Dmitry had the guts to share his views with his Pakhan openly other than Isaac in the Bratva. Had he not been his best man, Vladimir would have shut his mouth with his pistol. Dmitry blinked, his face blanched of color. “Next time you think about advising me, remember that Vladimir So
Rose usually feels uneasy around Dmitry. But today when she stood for herself in front of him, she felt a power she never knew she had in her. She was glad when the car stopped in front of the Sokolov mansion. She was about to open the door of the car when Dmitry stopped her. “It's not your job, Rose. Let me do it for you, I won't let my woman open the door for herself.” Rose' eyes widened in shock. Did he just call her HIS woman? “Dmitry! Do not forget I am your Pakhan's wife.” She chastised him with a glare. He chuckled at that. “Oh come on, Rose. Does he even consider you as his wife?” Dmitry demanded. “He was the same with his first wife too. Cold and selfish. She used to tell me everything, Rose. Everything about how your husband was treating her.” Rose visibly paled hearing that. Vladimir’s first wife. The woman He killed because they had some argument and she angered him. Dmitry's eyes squinted from the corners. He could see she was getting affected by his talks. The in
“I was waiting for you,” Klaus' mother said the moment he entered the main area of the Barbieri mansion. “Not now Mother. I am tired. We will talk later,” he said while pinching the bridge of his nose and heaving out a tired breath. “Where is Sila?” He questioned looking at Jessica who frowned at him angrily. “I wanted to talk about your wife.”“What about her?”“Well, can you please tell her not to give problems to Lauren. Her behaviour towards Lauren is rude and it is completely unacceptable to me. Johnathan is our family friend. Had you not married that Russian girl, I would have asked Lauren’s hand for you in marriage. She was perfect to be your bride. But what's done is done. Our wishes didn't matter to you but I still ask you to tell your wife to not ruin our relationships with our friends.”Klaus knew how unhappy his family was about his marriage with Sila. His father silently accepted His demand but they couldn't accept Sila wholeheartedly in their family.Though he didn't c
“Rose, oh my god,” Valentina threw her arms around Rose who was stunned by her reaction. She couldn’t understand the reason behind Valentina's happiness.It was the second time she reacted with this much excitement for her. However, today she was glad for her company because Dmitry’s presence made her anxious.“Hey, Tina,” she said, pulling away from her.Valentina looked behind Rose and frowned. “Don't tell me your overprotective husband sent a bodyguard to college with you. Is he this insecure with you attending college?” she asked with a mocking laugh. Rose opened her mouth to speak but Dmitry interrupted her. “The man you are talking about is Vladimir Sokolov. The Pakhan of Sokolov Bratva. He doesn't get insecure with kids, Madam.”The smile on Valentina's face died. Rose frowned at the comment and she turned around to face Dmitry who fixed her with a stern gaze. “I am here to defend my husband. I do not need you to do that.”Valentina was stunned to see Rose' boldness. The girl
“Your Zio has arranged your marriage with the Sokolov Bratva's Pakhan and tomorrow is your engagement,” Nico Berbeiri’s words pierced through Rose' whole existence and shook her to the soul. When she came to see her father, she thought he finally agreed to her request of joining university for further studies but instead he had fixed her marriage. “Ma..marriage with a Russian, Papa?” Rose Barbieri questioned apprehensively as she was startled by her father's sudden changed decision. What about Dante? She always thought Dante would be her husband.Nico’s eyes gleamed in excitement and happiness both as he stared at his beautiful daughter as if she was his most prized possession. “Not to any Russian but to the Bratva Pakhan himself, girl. Vladimir Sokolov! A blood oath had been signed between your uncle Frencesco and councillor Boris Sokolov in the presence of Senator Jonathan Stone to make peace between us and fight off Mexicans. The oath demands the Berbeiri's daughter's hand for ...
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