All Chapters of Arranged To The Mafia (The Mafia's Bloodlust Series) : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Nikolay:“What are we going to do, boss?” Vladimir asked and I shook my head. Having assured my wife was one thing, now all I had to do was actually assure myself that everything was going to be okay. That me leaving her there wasn’t going to end up something that I was going to regret, not that I had any other option right now. Kiara was already in the games. If I tried getting her out of them, well, let’s just say that knowing how Louis went around this, I would be surprised if his wife was any less psychotic.“For the first time, Vladimir, I’m at literal complete loss” I said honestly. There was no need to lie to the man who knew me by heart, I knew for fact that he could see how worried I was, that he could read my expression like some open book. Having seen everyone wake up in that place, it was obvious that Ian and Lilian had put in the effort of kidnapping everyone and bringing their parents, families, and loved ones her

Nikolay:“No one aside from the four of us will know of this” Kiara said looking at me, Maddie, and Vladimir. I smiled and kissed her temple.“Don’t worry, princess. Just focus on staying alive, we’ll manage doing the rest and wait for your signal before announcing anything to anyone” I assured Kiara who smiled at me. I watched as she hugged Maddie, then Vladimir who lifted her in his arms.“Hey, come back in one piece, no more of this crazy attitude” Vladimir said exposing her arm making her laugh. I was glad that the office walls were sound proof, otherwise us keeping this ‘between us’ would be a bit too difficult to do. Kiara smiled and covered her arm with her sleeve playfully rolling her eyes.“I make no promises, Ivanov”“You are your husband’s wife alright” Vladimir teased.“I believe it’s your mum’s daughter?”&ldq

Nikolay:“Hold on, what?” Nikita asked wide eyed. The woman stood up, clearly unaware of the events that happened last night “is that why you came home looking like you saw a ghost?”“They got them, Nikita. I don’t know what to do or how to get them out, but they currently have them inside those suicide games” I said looking at the woman who ran her fingers through her hair. Her stomach having grown making my eyes widen.“We try sending in one of the other girls who were on the same training group as me, they can deliver whatever we need her to, but as you can see, I can’t” Nikita said pointing at her bump and I pinched the bridge of my nose. This was going to make things a little more complicated. It was almost noon when I arrived back to the States. Amalia and the twins were currently at home while I went straight to the club to hold a small meeting. Vladimir met me there.“The games are

Nikolay:Flashback:“You brought me a seductress?” I asked Alyona who rolled her eyes. I raised an eyebrow at both women who expected me to just go with this.“Yes, you asked for a woman who can kill a man. You didn’t specify how” Alyona said casually. I looked at Nikita who raised an eyebrow.“Need I ask how she’s going to do so?” I asked looking at the woman who smiled at me.“A man can die of desire, taking out that hunger. Time and time, until he can’t go on anymore. Me shooting and killing the man would only raise alarm, this way, we can do things nice and quiet, you get out, and I’ll have the man knocked out on duty. When his boss finds out about it, he won’t be very satisfied” the woman said looking at me, I nodded at the woman not knowing her name. “And your name is?” “Rosa

Nikolay:I watched with wide eyes as my wife stood in front of what looked like armed men. The other mafia men and women standing by her side as they all spoke. Ian watched them from a distance and I could swear that he was enjoying what he was watching. As if knowing that what he was doing was deliberately causing them pain. Everyone was on their feet, watching as their siblings, friends, wives, husbands, sons, and daughters were in such a surreal game. Mikhail was standing by Kiara, the two of them shared a glance before he and Kiara jumped down first. Richard, and Mila, a Zambian mafia man’s daughter, jumped down after them. I didn’t personally know the man having done no businesses with him. But seeing a few of the Zambian men to my left stand on their feet, I could already tell that she was the don’s daughter. The man glaring at Ian who watched us standing up, giving me a quick wave which made me want to chop off his hand.“You better have