“Stop,” Sila said, pulling away from her husband, both of her hands were on his chest which she used to create space between them. She shook her head. “Stop, Klaus.”Klaus' eyes curled together into a deep frown. “Why should I?” He said, removing her hand from his chest and pulling her to himself bodily making her gasp in shock. “Klaus, What are you doing?”“You gave me right over your body in front of your Bratva and my Cosa Nostra,” He caressed her cheek with his forefinger as one side of his lips curled into a sly smirk. Sila’s eyes narrowed at him. His words infuriated her. “A ruined good you called me,” she whispered challengingly. “I am impure according to your standards, Klaus. Will you be able to stand my impurity?” she asked, she wanted to hear his answer. Klaus clenched his jaws tightly. His nose flared a little as he eyed her body. The formal suit she was wearing hugged her curves tightly at the right places. And those curves were calling him to her. “The fact that someo
Sila took a step back from her husband with numb face. Her heart dropped to her stomach as she stared at Klaus Barbieri. She couldn't believe what she just did. How could she panic in front of her husband like this? How could she do such a stupidity?Klaus' eyes hardened as he witnessed her defenses rising up. He took a step forward and held her shoulder, “What happened to you?” He asked her again, forcing his voice to come out as calm as possible.Sila's eyes widened, her breathing turned heavy at the indication of his question. “Nothing,” She forced the words out. “Sila!” Klaus grabbed her shoulders firmly. “Who was that man?”She flared her nose, controlling her emotions. “I don't know what you are talking about!” She snapped at him. Her insides were churning in anxiety. She didn't want anyone to know about her past. Especially Him!“Sila. Tell me!” Klaus insisted harshly. She jumped, startled. “As I said, I don't know what and about whom you are talking about! Stop imagining a
“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
“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 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
“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
“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
“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
“Sila,” Boris pulled his daughter into a tight hug when he noticed the color she was wearing. Maroon! The dark bold color she loved and used to wear but stopped because of the tragedy she went through in life.“You look beautiful in this dress my dear girl,” Boris complimented her.Sila’s insides clenched at the compliment, her emotions conflicted between horror and moving out of those horrors. “I don't know why I bought it. It's just…” she stammered a little as she suddenly got conscious about her dress. “You look like my Sila, today. That old carefree girl who used to smile alot and live the life beautifully,” Boris said in a thick tone as his emotions chocked him. “That old Sila is no more alive, Otets,” she let out through the clenched throat. Boris could only stare at his daughter hearing her disheartening words. She heaved out a heavy breath and shook her head slightly while changing the subject. “Where is Vlad?” “With his wife. The girl came here without informing him.”
The music buzzed through the crowded room. The soft lights flashing on the dance floor made it lively. However, among the revelry, one couple stood out. Vladimir and Rose. Others were enjoying the dancing and music, Vladimir was making sure his wife understands the consequences of crossing him.Rose forced herself to not let any painful expression come to her face. However, her husband’s bruising grip on her waist was making it hard for her to keep herself void of any expression. Gathering her courage, she gazed at him with teary eyes and begged him to not hurt her. However, her husband’s heart was made of stone. It wouldn't melt with a few tears or winces of pain. Rose' heart ached at his actions. She wanted to get away from him and go to someone who would treat her with respect, someone whose presence would calm her anxiety. Someone like Edward. Rose' eyes widened at the thought. Where did that come from? How could she even think like this about another man? She was married f
“Enjoying yourself, Babochka?” Rose's heart skipped a beat before she slowly raised her paled face, hearing the voice of her husband. The former fear and anxiety returned with full force. Inhaling sharply, she turned around and came face to face with her sinner of a husband, The Pakhan of Sokolov Bratva and the gaze He sent her way, chilled her spine right away on the seat. Vladimir’s eyes coldly stared at his wife's pale features. Her trembling lips and wide eyes spoke volume about her treachery. Every beautiful thing is a deception, He repeated the quote in his mind on a repeated loop. His wife’s proximity with Hunter Farrel’s son sparks fury inside his veins. “Rose? Who is he?” Edward asked, resting his hand on her elbow softly when he saw how Rose stiffened seeing the man who effortlessly snatched the attention of few people around them. Vladimir's eyes flashed like a thunderbolt when another man touched his property. He took a step forward to rip Hunter’s son’s hand o
Sila’s breath hitched in her throat as his firm arms wrapped around her upper body. Her heartbeat literally thudded in her ear and she was afraid he might hear it clearly. “Klaus, leave me!” She was relieved that she didn't stutter. She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart and collect her emotions. “As I told you you can't leave until I don't allow you?” He said, opening his eyes, his face calm and thick voice hoarse, left no room for discussion but Sila was Sila who loves to disobey him. “And who are you?” She demanded, “who are you to tell me this? First you jumped into my space and slept beside me and now ordering me around? What gave you the idea that I will follow your commands?”Klaus smiled. A charming smile which stirred her heart. He pulled her close, their faces apart from each other with only a mere inches. “I am your husband, Love. And I slept beside you because you were clutching my hand as if your life depended on it. So, I couldn't ignore my wife’s silent pl
“You are so fucking sexy, Sila. Like a nymph, like a goddess.” His hands snaked around her waist as he yanked her body up and his mouth latched into her navel with his tongue stroking it gently while hands caressing her naked body all over. Sila’s breath stuck in her throat. “You wouldn’t forget this night, Baby. I promise you!” Saying this he ripped her panty apart. A startled gasp left by Sila’s mouth as she thrashed on the bed, hyperventilating. Her hands aimlessly moved around, to find something which could provide her some solace, anything. “Please….” She murmured. “Please….no…” she whimpered with closed eyes until a cold hand clutched her hand and pulled her into something hard yet warm. “Shhh.. let it go. You are safe now, Cara!” Sila stiffened, when the coast yet strong voice sang near her ear and her body slowly relaxed in the warm proximity of her saviour. She felt like him pulling her out of the dark abyss of her torment slowly as she clutched into his hand tightly. “S
Kajio’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