1 - The Bratva’s Enforcer: Sokolov Bratva by L.K. Shaw & Rachel Everly

Author:L.K. Shaw & Rachel Everly [Shaw, L.K. & Everly, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sokolov Bratva#1
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Natalya

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The elevator door closes with a soft click, Sasha disappearing behind it and leaving me alone. Does this make me the princess trapped in a tower? A chill racks my body. A rather drafty tower, it would appear. Where’s the thermostat in this place? I’m going to freeze to death in this bougie meatlocker of a penthouse. It’s funny how there isn’t a chill when Sasha is near, even though I’ve been mostly naked since I got here. He says he’ll be back in a few hours, but I don’t want to be a popsicle by the time he returns.

I head into the bedroom and pull open the closet door. There has to be something warmer in here I can wear. I flick the first switch. Instead of an overhead light coming in, there’s a strange clicking sound and then a door at the back pops open. A reddish light comes from behind it. Is this some portal to the upside down or have I been watching too much Netflix with Luka and Lydia? My phone buzzes from the bedroom and I back out of the closet to grab it off the nightstand. It’s an unfamiliar number.

“Hello?”

“Stay out of the closet, solnishko,” Sasha grumbles over the purr of his vehicle.

“How did you know I was in there?” I glance back toward it and then around the room, but don’t spot any cameras.

“It’s set to alarm me if the gun safe has been triggered. Planning something?”

“Hardly,” I scoff, annoyed at the humor in his voice. “It’s ridiculously cold in your apartment.”

I rub my chest trying to warm up but it doesn’t work. Sasha grunts.

“Don’t do that or I’m coming home.”

“Do what?” I ask.

He definitely has cameras here somewhere.“I’ll set the temperature higher and lock the safe remotely. Be a good girl, will you?” he says.

“Of course,” I mumble but he’s already hung up.

I put my phone back on the nightstand and then go to the closet again. This time, I flick the second switch to illuminate the large area with shelves and drawers perfectly placed. The door at the end of the closet is shut.

His clothes are organized in a horrifyingly precise manner from light to dark, mostly dark given his outfits of choice. He even sports an impressive collection of shoes including running sneakers, boots and fancy Italian leather loafers. He probably has more shoes than I do. I grin because the mostly stoic and closet hornball enforcer has a clothing fetish; one might even call him a clotheshorse if feeling bold.

A small island counter steals my attention next. Overhead lighting shines down on a glass top that protects a collection of designer watches. They have to cost a lot of money and some of them look more worn than others. I pull out the drawer and pick up the fanciest of the bunch, the back is engraved with the name Patek Phillipe. It’s heavy as I slip it over my wrist without having to open the locking mechanism.

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