“I will protect her with my life, Pakhan. Do not worry about it,” Dmitry said, leaving Rose' hand and nodding at Vladimir. Vladimir’s eyes curled from corners as He tightly looked at Dmitry with a certain gaze at his trusted man. “Remember, she is my wife,” He said with a curt nod before turning to Rose who was breathing was heavy in panic. She didn't understand how to react to this man and his gesture. It was not only disrespectful towards her but a clear violation of his boundary! “Pakhan,” She whispered. Something about this man seemed off to her and Rose decided to tell her husband immediately about this incident. Immediately! “I want to have a word with you in private please.”Vladimir gave her a knowing look. “I know what you want to talk about. But I have an urgent meeting right now,” He nodded, then pulled out a black card from his coat and handed it to her. “For you. If you want to go shopping or anything. Do it. Don't worry about the limit.”Rose blinked at the card conf
“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
“Vlad,” Boris Sokolov called his son in anticipation who was reading a file in his hands. Vladimir Sokolov, the Bratva Pakhan was sitting behind the huge expensive desk with a black wooden slab adorned with many carvings of Snakes. His dominating aura filled the air with coldness and lack of empathy. Broadly, the whole office was a cold, calculating space that embodied Bratva Pakhan's complicated and philosophical personality. It was a place where lives were destroyed and deals were made. But today, Boris entered this office with a preposition which could change Vladimir’s life if He agreed to it. Vladimir raised his hazel green eyes from the file and fixed them on his father. “Otets,” He addressed in a firm calculated voice, “What are you doing here at this moment? Didn't you go to the meeting with Johnathan?” Vladimir asked with a pointed gaze as He supposed the meeting might be long. Boris gave his son a curt nod. “Yes, about that meeting,” a heavy sigh left his mouth,
“Rose, They wouldn't have time to track us as the engagement is after a few hours from now on and by the time they realise your disappearance, they wouldn't have any choice but to put Valentina in your place. So don't stress out.” Rose nodded at Dante, she was relieved thinking she escaped from an unwanted union but her solace was short-lived. She screamed when suddenly a convoy of black SUV’s ambushed their car hard from the sides. Rose' head bumped against the window while Dante jerked ahead on the steering wheel only to be pulled back straight because of a seatbelt. “What the fuck!” Dante cursed loudly before he put the brakes and his car screeched ahead and came to an abrupt halt. “Dante, what is happening? Who…” her words were interrupted as the driver's door of the car ripped open and two men yanked Dante out of the car roughly. Rose's eyes froze in dread. “Dante!” she yelled. Her heart was pounding hard against her ribcage in fear. The door of her side ripped open too
“Vladimir cancelled the engagement because he wants to hold the wedding directly today,” Frencesco informed his brother and son. “He sent a wedding dress for Rose too.”Nico’s eyes glinted in happiness, but there was someone who was against this alliance. Klaus Barbieri, the future Capo and son of Francesco’s eyes narrowed in anger. “Are we his puppets, Father? Who is he to change the course of this event alone? Shouldn't he have discussed it with us?”Klaus was the only one who cared for his cousin sister Rose because he knew how innocent she was for their world. And his family promised her to some ruthless Pakhan like a trophy before he could even return to the city and refuse this bloody proposal. ‘I understand your anger, Klaus but our hands are tied,” Frencesco commented, however Nico was eager for this alliance. “But I do not have any problem with it. What does it matter if we have a wedding instead of an engagement? In Fact, this is better for La Camorra too. Four hours are e
The bride should gleam in her husband's arm during their first dance. But neither of the brides were blushing or happy while dancing with their husbands. Sila was still trying to accept the fact that she was married to an Italian, specifically the future Capo, Klaus Barbieri. While Rose was scared to death as her mind kept painting the images of the upcoming wedding night. Oh dear God! What if He was too… “Stop it!” Vladimir hissed coldly, Rose jumped, startled. “Wha..what?” She asked finally daring to look at him. “Whatever you are thinking. Stop it. You look as if you are dying!” Rose looked down. The marriage was not less than a death sentence to her. She sighed in relief when the song ended and her father took her over. While Vladimir was joined by her mother. Stephanie Barbieri’s face was void of any expression. “I beg you, please treat my daughter right. She is too innocent for this world.” Vladimir fixed his mother-in-law with a stern gaze. “I know how innoce
Sinner! Oh, isn’t that what He is! But why is it troubling to his little wife? Isn’t her own family filled with sins. Vladimir tilted his head in wonder. Rose was literally shivering in fear with that pocket knife on her neck irrespective of feigning bravery in front of him. She was terrified of him, He got that! But warning him with her own life, He realised how stupid of a wife He got for himself! It was the second day and second stunt she pulled over him. “Go on, Babochka! Let me see how proud Italian blood is!” His words were not less than a bitter taunt as He encouraged her with the wave of his hand but it startled Rose for a second. “Or Let me see how dramatic my little stupid wife can be!” He stepped further but Rose sensing He was provoking her, pressed the knife to her neck with faltered movement. “Look….I don’t want..” Vladimir moved with lightning speed and before she could even blink He swiftly snatched the knife out of her hand and flung it on the floor.
Klaus froze for a moment and pulled away from her. “Not a virgin!” He said with a slow disgust filled voice. His eyes blazed with sudden raw fury. His upper lip snarled. “Oh! so that’s the reason why you eagerly agreed to this marriage. He gave me a tainted good!” Klaus gritted looking at her like she was some plague. Sila clenched her jaw tightly. Even though she didn’t expect any good from him but the hateful words he was speaking broke her soul into shreds. “I told you the truth. I do not care what you think about it.”“Well you should!” He sneered, with his eyes narrowed. “You won't bleed if I fuck you. What’s the point behind it now? A ruined good you are.”She fumed at the insult. “You want these sheets tainted with my blood right?” She asked, nodding towards the neatly laid white silk bedsheet on the king sized bed. “Don't fret!” She nodded. “It will taint it with my blood,” she whispered and Klaus' eyes narrowed further when he watched her walk to the bed. But what she did
“I will protect her with my life, Pakhan. Do not worry about it,” Dmitry said, leaving Rose' hand and nodding at Vladimir. Vladimir’s eyes curled from corners as He tightly looked at Dmitry with a certain gaze at his trusted man. “Remember, she is my wife,” He said with a curt nod before turning to Rose who was breathing was heavy in panic. She didn't understand how to react to this man and his gesture. It was not only disrespectful towards her but a clear violation of his boundary! “Pakhan,” She whispered. Something about this man seemed off to her and Rose decided to tell her husband immediately about this incident. Immediately! “I want to have a word with you in private please.”Vladimir gave her a knowing look. “I know what you want to talk about. But I have an urgent meeting right now,” He nodded, then pulled out a black card from his coat and handed it to her. “For you. If you want to go shopping or anything. Do it. Don't worry about the limit.”Rose blinked at the card conf
‘Just give in to him!’ Rose’s mind whispered as she closed her eyes and heaved out a deep breath when she felt his tongue on her swell and hand caressing her naked back. She held his arms tightly when Vladimir moved south on her chest towards her nipples and kissed them one by one. Her body was reacting violently to his touch. Goosebumps, butterflies, she was feeling everything. She never thought she could feel all this with Vladimir. “Are you enjoying, Babochka?” He asked while pulling down the straps of her bra and completely ripping them off her body. Her cheeks turned red as she blushed heavily at her nakedness. Vladimir chuckled when she tried to cover her breasts with her hands. He pushed her hands away and took her left bosom in his mouth making her moan loudly. “Ah….” An unknown tension sparked in her body when a pulse started beating between her legs. Rose had never felt all these weird sensations before. She didn't understand wh
“What are you doing here?” Klaus asked his wife, Sila, when she came to his office out of nowhere. He was stunned when his secretary called him and said that his wife was here and was asking for his schedule file. Sila gave him a small smile. “Good morning, Husband. Are you not happy to see me here?”Klaus clenched his jaw tightly. “Sila, what is this joke?”She shrugged her shoulders and gave him an unmoved look. “I am not joking with you. I came to give my husband my company. I know he is not happy without me in his office,” she taunted him. “But do not worry, husband. Now I am here to keep you entertained. I have decided to be your personal assistant.”Klaus Barbieri had never been more irritated than he was right now. What did this girl think of herself when she crashed his office and announced to him that she was going to work for him? He took a step closer to his wife and fixed her with a cold and angry gaze. “You are going home!” He spat angrily.“No honey, I am here for wor
“Rose?”Vladimir called her name but she kept sobbing. Rose was scared of him but still sought refuge in his arms. Why? She didn't know. She just didn't want to witness that horrible side of Vladimir again. Her mother’s advice kept buzzing her mind. But more than that she wanted to live a peaceful happy life. She knew it wouldn't be easy. She wanted to win the heart of the man whose name brought nothing but destruction in people's life. Still, Rose wanted to try. But right now, she was hurt and scared. Hurt because of his actions and scared because she knew what He was capable of doing. “I was waiting for you. The pasta burnt twice and one time it got overcooked but I wanted to make it perfect. I cooked it for the fourth time. It was delicious but you didn't taste it. I also made you a Russian dinner. But you came home and took me here. I didn't want to have sex, I wanted to talk with you, spend time with you but you only want to have sex. Why is it so important to you?”Vladimir c
Rose' complexion turned white hearing that. “What?” She asked astounded. “Unbutton my pants and take them off,” He ordered her again. This time his voice came out stern. Rose' didn't want to do that, but this voice of his, the darkness of his gaze, everything reminded her of that horrible night. And she didn't want that night's incident to repeat. Anxiety peeked inside her, and with trembling fingers and a hard heart she struggled to open the button of his pants.Her hair fell down her shoulder like an open curtain. Vladimi’s eyes softened a little, noticing her struggle, the frown between his eyebrows and that little wrinkle on her nose as she tried to concentrate on the task at hand.He moved her hair behind her ear with his fingers. “I want to taste you, tonight, Rose.”The words left his mouth and Rose' eyes snapped at him. Her eyes were red and shining with tears. Until this moment, she was trembling in fear and anxiety, but right now she was fuming. Fuming in anger!“Who we
“Mom, it tastes delicious, Thank god, I finally made it.” Rose smiled at her accomplishment after three attempts. She never thought she would be able to cook a Russian dinner. Not only she prepared white sauce pasta but her mother also helped her to make Russian cuisines like beet soup and plov. “Now go and dress up well. In front of your husband you must always look presentable. Your beauty is your biggest asset, Rose. Girls die to look like you. Show Vladimir what beauty he got by marrying you.”Rose' heart flipped in her chest as she blushed heavily. Giddiness and excitement washed over her imagining his reaction to her efforts. “Okay, Mom! I will call you tomorrow!”She ended the call, washed her hands and practically ran to her room to search for the best dress to put on for her husband. Rose' eyes landed on a maroon silk dress. Without thinking she donned it and did her makeup. As she finished getting ready she examined herself in the mirror. She felt a surge of confidence as
Vladimir Sokolov’s eyes turned dark at the news. His whole body filled with tension when Roger mentioned Rose. The scar on his face started itching and a hot sensation took over. Diego wants his wife? Tension coiled him tightly like a snake, “What did you say?” He asked in a low thunderous voice and the walls shook in fear. Isaac closed his eyes tightly hearing his brother's threatening voice. Dmitry pinched his lips tightly as he understood that his Pakhan was wild with fury. And why not! The man talked about their Pakhan’s wife. Their Queen.Roger sobbed again. “Y..Yes. Diego wanted to kill her like the way you killed HER. But when he saw her picture, he claimed your wife would be his best whore. Her beauty…” Vladimir pulled the knife out of his eye and stabbed it at Rogers' balls, before pulling out his gun and ending his pathetic life while shooting at his whole naked body, painting it red. Madness and anger blinded him and He went wild before throwing the gun against the wal
Klaus grabbed Sila’s arms and looked into her eyes. “What was that?” He demanded, boring his eyes into hers. Sila looked at him questionably. “What?”“How did you talk to Lauren? What were you trying to prove there, hmm?” Klaus’ grip on her arm tightened. “You held my hand and tried to show that we are in love with each other?”Anger surged her body, and Sila snatched her arm away from him. “I wouldn't have to show anyone anything had you not tried to belittle me in front of her. Klaus Barbieri, you married me in front of the members of Sokolov Bratva. And being a husband, I won't tolerate you disrespecting me in front of others. Do your duty and act like a responsible husband towards me!”Kalus clenched his jaws tightly. He hated her sharp tongue, her attitude. “I will do then when you fulfill your wife's duties, Cara,” He taunted her. “But again, you can't do it, can you? A tainted good is not suitable for Klaus Barbieri’s standard.”Sila's eyes sharpened. “I am not a tainted good.
Sila stared at her so-called husband and Johnathan's daughter, Lauren. Their closeness speaks volumes about their relationship. “Well I heard you got married to a Russian girl, Sila Sokolov. The news was worthy enough for my early return from Sicily,” Lauren said dramatically, with a tight hug. “Yes. The news was worthy enough to shock everyone,” Klaus commented with the roll of his eyes, his voice a little taunting. Lauren frowned hearing the tight notes in his voice. “Is everything alright, Klaus. You sound off, aren't you happy with this marriage?” She asked with a teasing note as she broke their hug and looked into his eyes with raised eyebrows. “Why wouldn't he be?” Sila questioned, her voice firm and words straight. She didn't like the way Lauren kept getting closer to her husband and that too in front of her. Yes, they don't have any real relationship but she didn't like the way someone else was getting glued to her husband.Klaus Barbieri married her. He was her husband a