All Chapters of Bound by Blood: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“What reason does he have to lie?” Danil asked.They were seated in Lev Volkov’s office in the downtown district controlled primarily by the Russians. His territory bordered that of the Italians but they had an alliance agreement in place, one Lev wasn’t sure was going to last.“We both know the man had dealings with the Bratva before we moved in,” Lev said stoically.“And he’s been loyal for the past five years. We would be idiots not to take this seriously,” Danil argued.Lev could feel the bass from the nightclub pulsing through the floors under his feet and he sighed. Going to war with the Italians wouldn’t be the worst thing but keeping the alliance alive would be more beneficial for all of them.“We can’t lose this alliance. That fucking Albanian has been inching into our territory and either the Italians take care of him or I do,” Lev said as his clear blue eyes flashed in anger.“It would be a financial loss, I agree. The sooner you meet with Dominic Vittori, the better,” Dani

The folder containing Lev Volkov’s business proposal sat on Dominic’s desk. It was like a homing beacon and Dominic had thought of little else the entire night. He read through it carefully and then he read Eris’s notes. The deal would be a lucrative one, especially with the imports. Taxes were ridiculously high on imports and it would help with the vineyard they owned in Italy.From a business perspective, it made a hell of a lot of sense to agree to Lev’s terms but Dominic didn’t necessarily like having the power to give his sister away. It was unfortunately the way of their lives. If he wanted to keep up the supply of their gun trades, profits from the imports and have a say in the drug trade, then he really didn’t have much choice in the matter.Lev Volkov had a firm grip on Dominic’s balls.The study’s door opened and Eris and Faro walked inside. Gage appeared from behind the secret doorway of the bookcase with a stoic look on his face. He prepared coffee for himself while ignori

The knock on the door was insistent and Isadora sighed. “Come in!”She gritted her teeth and her nostrils flared at the sight of Haverley and Halden. Haverley’s tie was loosened and he looked like he’d had a rough day. She didn’t have time for this, things between her and Dominic had been going well and the first two weeks had been a little stiff but four weeks later, she felt better.“What the hell do you want?”Haverley sat down in front of her desk and placed a brown folder down on it. It looked official and he raked a hand through his hair.“I’m going to level with you, Isadora. The witness we had recanted. He refuses to speak to us or to testify. I know Dominic’s dirty and I know you are party to his secrets. You’re a good person, I can see you are and I’m sorry for calling you a whore,” Haverley said.“I’m not going to talk to you,” Isadora said and crossed her arms over her chest.“I didn’t want to come back but I’ve been ordered to. I know I hurt you by flaunting that marriage

Dominic took the elevator up to the top penthouse and he stepped into the dimly lit foyer, twice the size of the one he’d shared with Isadora. He knew she was right. She deserved to be happy and he could never give her that happiness.He rubbed his hands over his head and walked deeper into the penthouse. The other SUV was in the parking lot so he knew Rafaella had returned safely. A sharp pain tugged in his chest and he knew he had to somehow make things up to her.He’d been a complete lunatic with her in the car. He’d promised never to hurt her and he had. He’d acted like a fucking savage. The elevator doors slid open again and Dominic turned and looked at Ethan and Cooper and the grim looks on their faces.“We need to talk, Dominic,” Hudson said from behind him and he turned to face him.“I know,” Dominic said.A few minutes later they were all settled in the living room. Dominic was sitting on one sofa and his men stood next to each other on the other side of the living room. Domi

They’d left for the country house the next morning and Rafaella had promptly gone upstairs and Dominic headed to his study. He made coffee for himself and sat down behind his desk. There were two folders waiting for him and he opened the first one. It was the dossier he’d requested on Lev Volkov.Lev Volkov was twenty-six years old, six foot three inches and around two hundred pounds. He was the same height as Dominic but he was a bit bulkier. He’d been born in Russia during a blood moon, which apparently held some mystified significance and he’d disappeared from sight at age fifteen. He kept his dirty blonde hair longish, about two inches below his ears and sported bright blue eyes, much like Gage’s.At the age of nineteen, he resurfaced in the city as the head of the Volkov clan. There was no information on those four years and Dominic’s curiosity was piqued. How the hell did a nineteen year old head up an entire clan? The bigger question though, was, what had happened to the reigni