Bratva? What is the Bratva?
“The Bratva is the Russian Mafia, and their leader is a despicable man who uses fear as his power. While others may operate from having the respect of their people, Valentin does not operate like this. Long story short, I had moved countless times, but it did nothing. He was able to find me. After a long time of deliberation, trying to figure out what my next step was, I faked my own death to evade him. Changed my name and started a new life, here in America. I have been out of his clutches for over seven years, Rebel, and I don’t plan on ever going back.”
I finish off my wine and stare at him, taking a moment to get off my chair and walk over to him, rushing into his embrace. “Thank you for trusting me with all of this. I know it had to have been hard on you. I promise I won’t ask you anything, except one thing. You know me, and I want to know you.”
“Anything.” He replies,
“What is your name?”
“Cheslav Mikhailov, but do not ever call me that. I am Nikolai now.”
I smile at this man, who happens to be my boyfriend, and think about how amazing he is. If my story was a little more fucked up, we’d be two peas in a pod. But I guess we are in a sense. We’re kindred spirits, somehow meant to be. I’m not a believer in love at first sight, but I do believe that when you know, you know.
I know what my future holds with Nikolai, and I can’t wait for whatever is to come. “I’m starting to fall more in love with you every single day, Nikolai.” I confess my feel-ings, something that I haven’t even given him the smallest indication of. I didn’t think I’d say anything for a while … but tonight it felt right.
He grabs the back of my neck and crushes his lips down onto mine in a way that I’ve never been kissed. This man somehow makes me feel like I am the most treasured thing on Earth, and this is how I know.
It’s how I know that in some way, we have been destined for one another.
Chapter 22
SUNSETS ARE PROOF THAT ENDINGS CAN BE BEAUTIFUL. -WACHABUY.COM
Widow
“Did it go okay?” Amara asks the second I get back to the club.
I give her a curt nod, “Yeah, it went better than expected. She’s fuckin’ perfect, ‘Mar.” I can’t help the smile that breaks across my face. Zoe just brings it out of me, I guess. I get out of my head and look back at her, seeing that this is hard for her. She tries to hide it so well, but I can see past her mask.
“You alright?”
She nods once, “Mhm, just really happy for you.” Before she walks away from me. I know she just lied, but letting her walk away was the best thing I could do. She needs to process everything on her own and I can’t help her do that.
“What the hell did you do to her? She scattered off so quick.” Tania points out, “Looks like she ran off with water-works flowing down her face …”
“It’s complicated. I met my daughter for the first time today. My ex had her and hid it from me. Meanwhile, I dated Amara for a few years. My ex is her best friend.”
“Whoa. If that isn’t complicated as fuck, I don’t know what is.”
“Yeah, I wish it was easier. I did want to ask you out on a date, though.”
Tania rises from her seated position on the pool table and walks over to me, hands on her hips. “Why in the world do you ever think I would go out on a date with you?”
“Have you seen me?” I point out, flashing my pearly whites.
“And here comes my comment about how everyone that looks like you are a self-righteous piece of crap.”
I chuckle, “Relax, I was only fucking with you. My daughter did invite me over for Halloween, though. I told her I’d invite my friend who likes to dress up as a Sphynx. She got really excited.”
“Really? You’re trying to use your kid to pawn my ass into a date with you?”
“I wasn’t trying to, it just sorta of happened.”
She tosses her hands up in the air, “It never sorta happens. You must think I’m a fool.”
“No, I think you’re incredibly hot and want to take you out. It’s a plus that you can meet my daughter and we can do something normal, like go trick or treating with her.”
“I might not even be here in two weeks.” Tania replies, starting to walk away from me.
“Do you think I’m going to let you leave?” I say it loud, even louder than I thought I would but something about what she said bugs the living fuck out of me.
She cranks her neck back to me, looking at every single brother in this clubhouse. Cobra and Chaz are fuckin’ around doing god knows what by the new pac-man machine we had added. Hawk is behind the bar and Dixon is sitting across from him. No matter, whatever they were doing, they stopped to watch the show.
“Excuse me?” She snarls out of those perfect lips.
“You heard exactly what I said. I told you, you’re gonna have my cock in your mouth again, which means you’re not goin’ anywhere.” Talking to her like this, showing her that she’s my bitch and I’m not gonna give up that easy just turns me on. She’s makin’ my cock rock hard right now, giving me all this attitude and sass.
Tania charges up to me, throwing her hand out to grab me, but I take control and grab her neck, slamming her down on the pool table. Her back is against the table while her eyes incinerate through me. I wonder if she knows what I’m about to do, because I sure as fuck do. I’m taking her, in the way I’ve wanted to since I’ve laid my eyes on her. I’m gonna fuck her right here in front of my brothers, so they know they can’t touch my bitch.
With my free hand, I yank her denim shorts down and reveal her perfect tan body. Her pussy is a beautiful shade of pink, and even better, it’s glistening. She shakes against me, trying to move. I’m wondering if she knows what this means, me fucking her in front of my brothers like this. She probably does, but she’ll know what it means in a moment.
Unzipping my pants, I pull my cock free and bury myself deep inside her soaked pussy. She puts up a fight with me most days, but I know she fucking wants me. Why else would she banter with me? Why else would I catch her checking me out? The woman knows she wants me, and she’ll need to fuckin’ admit it soon.
I tear off my cut and put it over her, in the background, I hear someone go, “Did he just do what I think he did?” but I pay no mind to it.
The only thing I’m concerned with right now is ramming my cock so far up into her cunt that she squirts all over this table. I pull myself out of her and slam back into her pussy time and time again. I can see from the way she bites her bottom lip that she’s trying to hold back her moans, but she can’t. She’s enjoying this too much.
I pull her ass closer to me and prop her legs up on the side of the table, spanning them out. I rub my finger over her clit while I rock inside her, feeling her pussy tighten up around me. I’m nice at first, but then ravage her cunt, slamming myself into her, stopping to slap her clit and start back up again.
If I’m going to make her come in front of my brothers, it’s going to be good. “Motherfucker!” She curses under her breath, causing me to smile.
I lean over her body, and whisper in her ear, “You can let go anytime you want to sweetheart. Just know, I’m filling that pussy of yours up with my come and you’re gonna take it all. I’m claiming you as mine, marking you as my bitch, my property, my kitten, because there’s never been another woman that has aggravated me as much as you have. You keep me on my toes, darlin’ and I plan on keepin’ you around for a long time. Now tell me, is it the same for you?”
“Just keep fucking me, you arrogant piece of shit!” I thrust myself into her harder on command and I feel herself lock around my cock. I graze my finger over her clit, and she loses all control, her juices spilling out over my cock. It sounds like I’m fucking a slushy with how wet she is. I just can’t stop now, she might be done … but my cock lives for this bitch.
My balls tighten and the head of my cock swells and just like that I release myself inside of her, growling like the savage bea
st I am. I’ve never minded voyeurism, but we just might have to make this a habit.
“Whoa! If you’re done fuckin’ the Sphynx, then you’d better go find Damon. He’s been looking for you …” I hear Kat say from the other end of the room. I pull my cock out of Tania, slide up her shorts and pull her down to me, making her lick off our combined essence.
“I’ll find you later, sweetheart. We need to finish what we started.” I tell her lowly.
She hands me back my cut, “I won’t ever give my control over to a man like you, so don’t ever expect it, arsehole.”
Chapter 23
I LIKE YOU BRAVE. I LIKE YOU BREATHING FREE. I LIKE YOU FEELING ALL OF YOU IN YOU.
-BUTTERFLIES RISING
Widow
“Vinny showing up soon?” I ask Damon. He’s sitting on the bench out front, staring out into the desert. The only thing here is our trailers, the Jackal’s van and RV, plus what we just had added this morning for Onyx and her girls. Until now, we were paying for them to stay at a motel in town. A couple of the guys have been on constant guard, watching who was coming and going, ensuring that they’ve been safe. That was the agreement after all. The only thing is, Onyx thought we could get her housing situation set up as soon as possible. I think the woman forgets that it takes time to make shit happen.
Damon crosses his arms and turns to face me, a furious look crossing his face. “Bastard better be here soon. I’m tired of him pussyfooting around when he knows we need shit.
Fuck, he’s cancelled two times already. If you ask me, that just means he’s up to some shady shit.”
“Looked like a pretty shady fucker if you ask me.” I comment.
Damon’s glare stays trained on me, “I wasn’t askin’.” Just like that, we both see what we can naturally assume
is Vinny driving down the lane. He comes to a halt, parks his vehicle and pops out. “You sure enjoy keeping a man on his toes.” Damon tells him, and everything about his tone tells me that he’s pissed.
Vinny, like the idiot he is, comes walking up smiling at Damon. He extends his hand to my Prez, but Damon meets his fist with Vinny’s face instead, throttling him so hard that he falls back on his ass. “Next time you want to keep me waiting, don’t. I don’t have time to waste, and you’ve wasted a lot of it over the past few days. I don’t like pieces of shit, Vinny, so tell me. What’re you? Are you a slimy little fuck who’s gonna continue to waste my time?” Damon cranks his head and looks down at the man, lookin’ like he has a fuckin’ crazy eye.
Damon doesn’t like to kill anyone, but that doesn’t mean that he won’t do it if he feels like he has to. He’s a Prez now, which means he has to set an example.
The door to the club opens and shuts, but I don’t bother to turn back and see who just came through. They’re one of us, and if they aren’t, they’re an ally. “Oh, look who finally decided to show up. What’s this … the third time?” Amara says, coming into my view. She looks to Damon and then down to Vinny. “We don’t like people who waste our time, Vinny, but from the fear that’s spread across your face … I’m guessing my dear brother already expressed that.”
Vinny nods his head very quickly, “Yes, ma’am, and no Sir. I don’t enjoy wasting time. Had my own mess to be cleaning up the past couple of days and it’s gotten outta hand a bit. For that I apologize.”
“I don’t care about your issues, or want your apologies. When you say you’re gonna do something, you fuckin’ do it. What good is a man if not for his word?”
“Understood.” Vinny mutters, placing his hands under-neath him, he stands up. “What can I help you with today?”
“I need passports, obviously they need to have fake names and look legitimate.”
Vinny nods at what Damon’s said. “How many of you are going?”
Damon and Amara share a look, one that tells me they’ve come to a disagreement on this. “Six.”
“Okay, I need pictures for everyone who’s going.” “Okay, I’ll get those over to you.” Amara says.
“Oh, no, sweetie. That’s not how this works. I have my gear and backdrop in the back. I just need the six that are going, and I’ll grab the images now. Give me a few hours and a place to set up and I’ll have them for you.”
“You plan on doing all this here?” Damon asks him. “Sure do, unless you’d like me to leave and come back in
a few days. How pressed are you for needing them?”
Instead of answering the question, Damon answers, “Here is fine. Widow, I’m gonna have you and I go first. Amara, will you grab Chaz, Cobra, Hawk and Dixon and let them know that they’re needed in about twenty minutes?”
“You got it.” She responds. I know she’s already left when I hear the door open and shut to the clubhouse. Inter-nally, I’m counting the number of men that Damon just listed. That means that Amara is going to be left at the club by herself, with the exception of the new prospect, Mouser. Truth be told, I don’t know how I feel about that. I know we can trust the Jackal’s … but I have the feeling that they won’t be around. If we’re going, it has to mean that they are as well.
“Can I talk to you … while Vinny here gets set up. Say, how long you gonna be?” I ask Vinny, who’s already walking over to his Jeep to get his shit.
“At least ten minutes. I’ll walk in and get situated. Come over to me when you’re ready.”
I nod at him and glance back to Damon. “Let’s go talk in private.” I walk into the clubhouse and head for the one place I know we can get a few words in without anyone eavesdrop-ping. Opening the door to where we hold church, I go inside and Damon follows suit. “The Jackals are coming with us … right?”
Damon furrows his brows, “Of course they are. We need all the manpower we can get.”
“Alright, so who’s gonna stay here with the ladies and protect the club while everyone’s in Mexico? That just leaves Amara and Mouser. That’s two of our fuckin’ people, brother.”
“Three, actually.”
Damon either can’t count for shit or he’s got something up his sleeve that I don’t know about. “Care to elaborate?”
“We’ll have three members of the club here. Booger should be on his way back with Camila now. I know we’re not out of the woods when it comes to our issues with the Vibora, however, I think that we’ve weaned them down enough to the point where they can come back home. Obvi-ously, Boog will stay here with Amara and Mouser. We need a few trusty shots to watch over the club, and while I won’t admit this to their faces … they’re pretty solid.”
“Alright, so we gonna handle that last compound they have soon, or what?”
“We sure are. Pharaoh and I have been working on a plan that we think will work. We have to remember that getting Onyx’s remaining girls out of that compound alive is a huge priority. I’ll prep you all on it later today. We’ll be attacking tomorrow night.”
“Got it.” I respond. I can’t wait to hear whatever it is that Damon and Pharaoh have planned. It’s going to be a blast. That I have no doubt about.
A light rap comes to the door, “Damon, Widow … Vinny said he’s ready for you two.” Amara says through the door.
“Be out in a minute.” I respond to her, waiting to hear her walk away. Once she does, I continue. “Fist up to date about everything?”
“Yep, he sure as hell is. He’s our National Charter Prez, brother. I’m not gonna hide anything from him.”
“So, there’s been some talks about Utah then I’m guessing.”
Damon nods, “Yeah. Nothing’s been decided besides the fact we’re keeping the charter. I see the Reapers growing, though. I see us growing for a long time.”
I smile to myself, thinking how nice it is to be at a club where I don’t have to worry about the intentions of my Prez. Everything was so different when I was with the Brother-hood. I constantly have to keep reminding myself that I’m not under Roman’s rule anymore.
He wasn’t as bad as Rage … but he wasn’t the man I’d imagined
myself following. Instead, I’m now staring at the right person, the one, who was meant to lead, and the one I was always supposed to follow. Damon may have voiced that he never wanted to be a Prez for Brotherhood, but when he patched into the Reapers I knew it was the right choice.
He wanted to be a Prez, just not for the club his father had. He wouldn’t continue to be a pawn for him, and I under-stood that.
I understood it more than anyone will ever know.
Chapter 24
THE WEAK CAN NEVER FORGIVE. FORGIVENESS IS AN ATTRIBUTE OF THE STRONG. -MAHATMA GHANDI
Rebel
“Are you sure about this?” Nikolai asks me for a final time.
I turn in the passenger seat to give him a stern look, showing him just how sure I am. “If I wasn’t sure about coming here with you tonight, I wouldn’t have taken an hour to get all dolled up for you. I surely wouldn’t have caved and let Widow watch Zoe alone while we went out, and I don’t think I would’ve made you drive all the way across town to come here.”
He slightly smirks, bringing his hand up to tuck a stray hair behind my ear. “I just want to make sure you’re comfortable. That is all.”
“Niko, if I wasn’t comfortable, we wouldn’t be here. It’s that simple.” I say, putting my hand on the door, I open it and exit the vehicle. He follows suit and places his arm around my waist as we walk towards the lobby.
As we get further into the lobby, people stare. I’m not sure what they’re staring at. This is Vegas after all. Some women around here decide to walk the streets covered in fish-nets without pasties on underneath, and I think that saying covered is completely inaccurate, because we can see everything.
I’m wearing a tight fitted bodycon dress. It kind of has this hologram-ish vibe to it, changing colors, whichever way you look at it. My hair is pinned half up, half down and I’m excited to be out on an official date night with Nikolai.
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