All Chapters of Property of the Dominant Mafia Boss: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Maxim Vasiliev ~•~When I got out of the shower, I expected Brielle to be done with her call, but I didn’t see her around.Had she gone out already? No, it couldn’t be. She was only wearing a robe which meant she didn’t go far.Frowning, I put on the first set of clothes I found and stepped out of the room. I heard my phone ring and I sighed, going back in to answer the call. “Hello?”“Dobryy den', boss.” I heard Andrei speak. [Good day, boss.]“What is it?” I questioned impatiently. He had told me he would handle emergencies if there were any.“Ty uzhe svyazalsya s bratom?” My frown deepened. I had talked about reaching out to him but why was he bothered? [Have you reached out to your brother yet?]“Why?”I didn’t even know if I should consider Landon my brother anymore. The man was obviously out for blood. Although he had poor planning and lacked leadership skills, he was still identified as an enemy. “He keeps calling me, saying he wants to meet with you.”If I was confused befo

Brielle Clarke~•~Maxim sat on the bed, watching me as I ran in and out of the closet to prepare. “One would think you’re going on a date with your boyfriend.”“Well, I haven’t seen him in a while.” I bit back as I carried my coat. “You saw him a few weeks ago.”“I haven’t properly met him in months.”Maxim scoffed. “Whatever.”I rolled my eyes at his behavior. “What? I thought we left Paris because you had work to do. Why are you sitting here idle?”“I’m not idle.” He corrected. “I’m watching my girlfriend get ready to meet another man.”I shook my head, a small chuckle escaping my lips. Maxim would be very dramatic when he wanted to be. I was only going to meet Axel, but he was acting like I was going to meet a stranger or cheat on him. “I’m ready.”“Let’s go.” He stood up, taking his keys from the nightstand.I stared at him in surprise. “Let’s?”He nodded, unrelenting. “I’ll drop you off.”I knew better than to argue with Maxim because I knew I wouldn’t win. I merely smiled as I

Brielle Clarke~•~“Willing to make it up to me? After all these years both of you treated me like shit.” I flared up.“It wasn’t our intention,” Aubrey added. “We were just naive, we didn’t know what we were doing.” Were they really being serious right now? Using naive as an excuse to justify all the trauma they put me through ever since we were kids. Forget being kids. When they turned adults; when they were able to tell right from wrong, they still had the audacity to use being naive as an excuse. They had to be fucking kidding me.“Y’all weren’t only shitty to me, but you also watched Father treat me like shit.” It was always hot and cold with our father. Some days, he acted like the best dad in the world while other times, he acted like a nut in his head was loose. If he was angry after a day’s work, he was going to take it out on us, especially me, because according to him, I was of no use to his mafia.I didn’t really care about how they treated me in the past anymore. I would

I was at the mall when my phone started ringing. I could hear it ringing from the dressing room. I was trying on the yellow flowery dress the shopper had handed to me. She insisted I try on the dress because it would fit me perfectly. This dress was made for me in her words. The dress was halfway up when the phone stopped ringing. I didn’t have many people that called me, which meant it had to be important.By the time I had finished putting on the dress. My phone started ringing again. After the third ring, I came out of the dressing room wondering who would be blowing my phone up. I was thinking it would be Maxim. Maybe he wanted to ask me how my meeting with my brother went. Besides, he also had to meet with his brother. I opened my bag and brought out my phone. It was still ringing, I looked to see the caller and it was Mikhail. Mikhail usually called once and texted if I didn’t reply. This was extreme for him. Why was Mikhail blowing up my phone? I hope Maxim was okay. I pick

Maxim Vasiliev~•~Andrei was getting better each day and he was finally awake, although still bedridden because the doctor wanted to keep a watchful eye on him. The bullet had hit very close to his heart. It was a fucking miracle he didn’t die on the spot. However, I was having mixed feelings, because anytime I saw Andrei, I remembered Landon. I never went back to check the state of the restaurant, but since it didn’t come up on the news, I had a feeling my men took care of it diligently.If Landon wasn’t so blinded by rage, he would have been alive by now. If I had been able to talk to him, maybe we would have been able to put this lifelong feud behind us. We would have been able to start over. We would have known the root of our problem was the man we called our father.Landon’s death affected me more than I cared to admit, but Brielle was able to see through me. She always made sure to stay with me at all times, only leaving when she had to force me to eat.I probably looked weak