All Chapters of Enslaved to the Mafia Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

DIMITRI “That was quite a show,” Dimitri puffed as he loosened his tie and entered his study. “Never,” he stressed as he closed the door and gestured to mute the audio, “Never allow the crowd to contradict you, that is rule number one. Sometimes one radical can overturn entire establishments.” “But I felt it went well,” Kira shrugged with a smile. And she blinked again and Dimitri saw her eyes glow bright. “My moon! You are so beautiful,” Dimitri sighed as he looked in her eyes. Her eyes were luminous green, and the depths they held was mesmerizing. “You should go and change,” Dimitri hissed as he stared at her. “You look… let us just say it would be much safer if you are gone… I really don’t want to disrespect my great grandmother’s dress.” Kira raised her eyebrows and Dimitri huffed loudly. He walked up to the door and held it open for her. “Please, my love,” Dimitri groaned. “Why don’t you go and get out of this, and I will join you in like five minutes time?” Kira pouted,

KIRA Five years later… Kira sat at the Cape Town’s beach as the ocean wind ruffled her hair. It has been five years since she learnt the truth about the Whitakers and her visit to the council. Out of habit, she was tugging at the long chain in which the replica of her mother’s locket was dangling. Kira knew it never belonged to her mother, but still, it gave her comfort. And Kira now also knew that it held a GPS chip! The same lockets were around her kids’ necks too, with GPS chips inbuilt as well. The twins, Jared and Jayden, were playing in the water. They were laughing and playing merrily with each other and the nannies on the waves. They were five years old now and were getting quite handful and difficult to manage. Kira had always wished that she would try to keep the twins modest and humble, but when everyone around them kept on dropping on their knees for every little thing, modesty and humbleness was something that could never come. They were arrogant and stubborn, but she w

DIMITRI “No, I want –” and a pang of fear. Dimitri was sitting in a meeting room with six other members, and not just some ordinary people but board members of an oil reserve. “I want –” he started again but felt a spasm in his stomach. He swallowed and looked around. “Boss?” Taron asked as he leaned towards him. “Kira,” Dimitri whispered to Taron, who understood immediately. Taron stood up abruptly, buttoned his coat as a gesture of closure of the meeting, and spoke, “I am afraid we would have to hit pause here.” “What?” one of the men spoke sharply. “These are our terms, take it or leave it,” Taron dictated as he pulled up a paper from a file and pushed it towards the men. “Boss is feeling unwell, so we would have to stop here!” and without any further ado, Taron sat on his knees in front of Dimitri and spoke, “What’s wrong with her?” “I don’t know,” Dimitri shook his head. He was sweating, and not because of the heat but because of a life threatening fear. And he knew… he j

DIMITRI & KIRA Dimitri was thunderstruck at this. Taron’s jaw dropped. “Kira, that is a barbaric practice, initiating or asking to pledge binds them to the alpha,” Taron spoke in a whisper. As if even talking about it made him feel afraid. “So?” Kira demanded. “So!” Dimitri spoke sharply. “It takes away a person’s free will. They are bound to the alpha, linked to them. The alpha can use his mind power to get them to do any damn thing in the world! Even force them to jump of a ten storied building.” “You can ask Taron to jump and he would do it without the initiation, so what is the big deal,” Kira asked simply. “I asked him once, if you wanted, though you won’t, if you wanted to sleep with Yana, would he allow it. And he said yes. He won’t be happy, but he would offer you Yana, his mate. So…” “But that is different and initiation is different, Kira,” Taron interjected. “Why would I sleep with Yana? She is like a child to me,” Dimitri looked utterly confused. “She is older than

DIMITRI & KIRA Kira had never seen this side of Dimitri. He was beside himself. He was furious, he was upset and he would not listen to anyone! A few men took Sean away to the medical room while Dimitri paced the room, up and down. “Get those six children in isolation, all separate,” Dimitri growled. “How old are they incidentally?” “All above twelve,” Kira informed solemnly. “Orphans?” Dimitri demanded. “Natalia and Bartho are, rest are not,” Kira sighed. “Assign the parents and children to different parts of Africa, and deport them right away,” Dimitri ordered Taron. “But what if the parents are innocent?” Kira asked. “We separate children and parents, why should they be punished?” “Would you want only children to be deported?” Dimitri asked sharply. Kira just stared, so he added, “I thought so too. So, I am sending away entire families, you should be happy that I am sending away families!” “And what about Natalia and Bartho?” Taron asked suddenly. Dimitri stared at Kira