All Chapters of The Mafia Don's Captive Bride: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

GavrilI stood at the window, looking out as the city lights twinkled in the distance. In a few short hours I would be going to war to protect my Bratva and all that I cared about.Including my wife.I hated that Naomi hadn’t told me the truth about Jon. I fucking hated that it had to be someone like Konstantin Poroshenko who forced me to confront the truth about my marriage and my relationship with Naomi.A tortured chuckle escaped me. Naomi wasn’t my wife. The name on that marriage certificate wasn’t hers, and now that the secret was out, I could cut ties with her permanently. I didn’t need to have her in my fucking house for her to give birth to my child.She had deliberately and willfully held back information that could destroy all that I had worked for. Her ex could bring hell down on me, and no number of good fucking lawyers was going to dig me out of that hole.I fucking hated it. I thought we had gotten past that, gotten past the point of her hurting me.It was an ugly admiss

GavrilI watched as the men filed into the study, clasping my hands behind my back as they took their seats. Internally, I was fucking exhausted from the events of the last few hours. From the meeting with Konstantin to my moment with Naomi, I hadn’t had a moment to breathe but doubted it was going to get any easier from here.After I had left the nursery, I had thrown myself into my preparations. With Anatoly’s help, we had rallied our troops and stored our weapons cache in a safe place in case Konstantin decided to attack the places I had shown him previously. Money had been moved all around the world into various accounts, and, in the likelihood of me not winning, my family would survive. I had briefly debated on warning my mother, but decided against it for the moment. She would find out soon enough.At least they were in Russia and would be protected from the shit that was about to go down here in the States. I had already sent word for Inessa to take the girls on a vacation, all

GavrilNaomi was crying. One minute she was sucking my cock for all it was worth, nearly making love to me with her mouth, her touch, and the next, her beautiful eyes were shimmering with tears.I couldn’t take it.“Please don’t,” I forced out, the vise-like grip on my chest making it hard to breathe.Her shoulders slumped, and she looked like she had lost all hope. “Will this be the last time?” she asked softly.The last time? I didn’t fucking know, honestly. What I was going to have to face in the next twelve or twenty-four hours was still up in the air. I had a bunch of shit going on, but I hadn’t honestly thought about my own survival.Not yet. I wasn’t to the point of having to worry if I was going to walk away in the end.But her words made me consider the fact that I could die in this war. It was the same fact that happened every time I made a new enemy. Hell, it was the sheer side effect of being a Pakhan to begin with. At any point, someone could wipe me out.Was Naomi worrie

GavrilI stood in the driveway until I could no longer see the taillights of the car that carried Naomi away. I felt sick to my stomach at what I had just done, hoping that I had made the right decision in sending her away.Of course, it was the right decision to get her away from the danger, but I should have taken her myself.“Fuck,” I breathed, shoving a hand through my hair and forcing myself to turn back to the house. I thought that when she left, I would be able to breathe a bit easier, but right now, I didn’t feel like it at all.I felt like part of me had just left in that car.“Pakhan?”Looking up, I found Ivan standing at the entrance, concern on his weathered face. “What is it, Ivan?”“Anatoly will watch over her,” he said softly, as if he could read my thoughts. “She will be safe. We will make certain that she is.”I drew in a steady breath. “Thank you, Ivan.” The old man was one of my trusted few, and while I wouldn’t normally take that sort of conversation from just anyo

NaomiI adjusted my body on the leather seat, trying to relieve some of the pressure on my shoulders. Despite all of the men that had been present when Jon finally found me, it was now just me and him in the SUV. I remained silent as he drove, afraid of what would happen if I said something.I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t terrified at the prospect of being in his hands again. I knew exactly the kinds of horrific things he wanted to do to me. But I wasn’t the same person he remembered. For the longest time I had been scared of him, of what he could do to me. I hated the way that he made me feel helpless, but I wasn’t helpless anymore.I wasn’t the helpless girl he had tormented for years.But he still held most of the cards, and I had to be smart about being around him if I wanted to find a way to return to Gavril.This couldn’t be the end of my life. I had so much more I wanted to do. I wanted to see this child grow. I wanted to repair my relationship with Gavril, for us to find some