Bound by Debt: A Secret Baby, Bratva Romance (Sinful Mafia Daddies) by Natasha L. Black

Author:Natasha L. Black [Black, Natasha L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-11-24T00:00:00+00:00

21

EVGENY

Ilet my eyes fall shut. The soft wash of light behind my lids deepens the warmth spreading across my skin.

The sun feels incredible after the hospital’s fluorescent glare. Birdsong and the crash of waves far below are minor miracles after nothing but beeps, the whoosh of oxygen, and blaring PA announcements. I can smell salt in the air, the perfume of bougainvillea, and fresh-cut grass. It’s the opposite of the sterile air in my sickroom.

Two weeks in the hospital.

Two weeks that kept me from my duties, from running my business and my Bratva. I remember only one of those weeks, but I spent the rest of the time focused on who I was going to kill once I was out of danger and well enough to go home.

And I know who that person is. Andrei Tsepov. Dmitri and the others assume the strychnine was for Vasya. It was his bottle of wine, after all. But since that day in the restaurant, I haven’t been able to get Tsepov’s warning out of my head. He asked if I knew who my friends were.

Someone else, someone inside my organization, could have slipped my plans for the night to Tsepov. He’s a bastard, but he isn’t dumb. I have no doubt he could bribe someone in that kitchen to tamper with the wine.

Nothing else makes sense. Does Vasya have enemies? Of course. But I have more. Far more. And I’m in the middle of a turf war with a man who wants my territory, business, wealth, and power.

He has to get me out of the way to take any of it.

Yet Tsepov has denied his involvement. He could simply be trying to save his own ass from retribution. It’s one thing to start an unofficial war between Bratvas, and quite another to poison a pakhan who survives the attempt.

My men are loyal, and if I don’t get to whoever is responsible first, they will take care of the problem. And it will not be pretty, quick, or merciful.

Tsepov or not, I will have my revenge, and it will serve as a warning to others who might attempt to take me down.

If only it weren’t taking me so long to heal. I still feel abominably weak, which puts me in a terrible mood. If there’s one thing I hate more than disloyalty, it’s weakness, physical or mental.

I’ve hated it ever since my first months-long stay in the hospital, recovering from third-degree burns. They required skin grafts and debridement, pain that haunts me to this day. Months of lying there, staring at the ceiling, wondering why I had survived, wondering who I would be now. I wished my mother would come into the room, hold my undamaged hand, and sing one of her Russian lullabies.

Except she was dead, and my father was too distraught to be a parent.

Vasya had been my only companion, both of us lost in our deep grief.

And now he and Dmitri are making sure the Bratva and the company keep running in my forced absence.

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