All Chapters of Arranged To The Mafia (The Mafia's Bloodlust Series) : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Nikolay: I watched as the girl, my wife, danced with her father before he handed her to me to have our ‘first dance’ as a husband and wife. This act becoming annoying to me, but I knew that I had to hold it off just a bit longer for the guest’s sake. Not caring whether or not it annoyed Dimitri. I couldn’t care less about what he thought. But if we wanted this ‘arrangement of peace’ to work, then I had to cooperate. “Hands a bit higher, if you don’t mind” Kiara rolled her eyes on me. Raising my hand to her waist, below her boobs, careful about where she wanted me to touch her. Acting as if she’s never been touched there before. A girl like her was bound to have had at least a number of men at her feet. But I wasn’t one to judge, I couldn’t care less about what she did. “Believe me, I would rather be anywhere than having my fingers on you” I said pulling her to me. My voice just above a whisper for her ears to hear. I knew that my words were harsh, but none of

Nikolay: “I don’t understand, why didn’t you just tell her that YOU got her the car?” Vladimir asked when we entered the office. Having heard the conversation between me and a furious Kiara. I sat on my chair while he sat on the one facing me like he usually did when we were talking. I personally couldn’t understand what had annoyed her to begin with, and seeing as the two of us had barely said a few words to one another. I didn’t bother asking. “First, she wouldn’t have accepted it if it was from me. Second, I’d rather not have her knowing that I was getting her anything. And third, she was dumb enough to be willing to take a cab” I said raising an eyebrow at Vladimir who shook his head at me. It was true that I had gotten her the car before we even got married, knowing that she would need it transportation should she decide to go out. I even hired a driver for her, which I doubt she’d be going out with right now. But I didn’t really care, as long as she wasn’t goin

Nikolay: “I swear if you and the girl don’t end up killing one another when the week is over, That would be an achievement itself” Viktor said smirking at me when I entered the office. Waiting for Kiara to finish ‘getting ready’. I knew that I was supposed to at least know where we were going. But I honestly couldn’t care less. If the two of us were going out it was for mom’s sake only. Had it been up to me, the two of us would be as far away from one another as possible. The idea of having to have to sit with her made my heart race as I got angrier thinking of the subject. “Believe me, I’m already seeing them holding guns against one another’s heads. Just give it a day or two” Vladimir commented. I rolled my eyes at the two, glaring at them as they decided to act childish. However, I couldn’t say that they were wrong. “Funny, not only am I stuck taking the girl out on a date. But my friends have decided to start acting like a bunch of teenagers, good for me”

Nikolay: I looked at Kiara wondering what game she was trying to play. The tough girl acts. Her acting like a bitch for a second then doing something extremely genuine when no one was looking at her. I couldn’t read her, and I didn’t like it. Both Kiara and I walked out of the car. Having reached the house in one piece, I was surprised that the two of us hadn’t killed one another today. But we somehow managed to be adults enough to spend time together without pulling a gun on one another. “You two came back in one piece” Vladimir commented once we entered the house. Everyone was sitting in the living room when we entered the house. Kiara laughed and I rolled my eyes at my right hand. I swear this man was going to be the death of himself, in my OWN hands. “Yes! Can you imagine how hard that was?” Kiara said in a childish sarcastic tone. Vladimir laughed and Kiara shook her head at him. Greeting Dimitri, mom, and Ivan before she headed to the st

Kiara: I sat in my bedroom on my bed scrolling through my phone. Wearing a comfortable long sleeved grey shirt and matching sweat pants. The door was knocked twice and I raised an eyebrow looking at it for a second “come in” The door opened revealing Madeline who smiled entering the bedroom. Her hair made in a braid and she wore blue jeans and a white t-shirt. Carrying a tray of food in her hand, she walked inside closing the door before she walked toward me. I got up from bed and headed toward her taking the tray from her and setting it on the coffee table which was in front of the white couch inside the bedroom. “You didn’t have to do this Madeline” I told her gently. Her brown eyes met my green ones and she smiled giving me a gentle nod. “First, you can call me Maddie, and second, you haven’t eaten anything all day…” her smile turned from one that was cheerful to one that was somewhat sorry. It was like she pitied me “I heard what happened