Russian Bratva Boss's Captive Virgin: An Arranged Marriage Dark Mafia Romance by Rosalie Rose

Author:Rosalie Rose [Rose, Rosalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-26T16:00:00+00:00

11

Gianna

A deep breath of salty air gave me focus, helped banish all the questions that had come from our Syracusian excursion so far. Alexei’s refined thug sent a fist flying at blistering speed toward one of the men he faced off against. It connected and sent the man sprawling. His buddy hit true with a punch of his own, but it only knocked the Russian’s chin back.

Alexei bent his knees and fell into a fighting stance I didn’t recognize, his fists raised like a boxer’s. Our two opponents rushed forward. Both had their eyes on me, but with a quick glance, the bigger of the two stepped in front of Alexei. They knew he’d need to go down first if they wanted me at all, to say nothing about Oleg.

Time slowed. My pulse hammered behind my ears. This was the moment I had been waiting for. As much as I wanted to demand Alexei answer all the questions that came with the Mafioso calling me by my mother’s maiden name, when you had a chance to escape, you either took it or regretted your hesitance later.

I danced forward on the balls of my feet. Alexei’s head snapped my way. He took a step to follow, aiming to stay parallel with me. My opponent reached my range first. He held one hand up with an apologetic frown on his thin face but tried to grab my arm with the other.

My shoulder spun back. I latched onto his upper arm and jerked him toward Alexei. My reluctant attacker stumbled into my captor’s side just after he connected with his own opponent, a fist to the jaw. All three tumbled to the ground but I didn’t wait to see what happened next.

I burst down the street, glad I’d packed a pair of sneakers. If I’d been wearing my favorite sandals, I’d have never made the turn down the next alley without falling on my face.

“Head back to the pier, I’ll find her!” Alexei’s voice echoed into the narrow alley I ran down.

His tone held no anger, but a hell of a lot of frustration. A traitorous part of me tried to insert a sense of pity for him in my mind. I’d left him in a mess, sure, but he’d kidnapped me and by the sounds of it, he and Oleg had taken the four men down easily enough.

At the end of the alley, I turned down the street. Narrow as the rest in this ancient part of the city, it wasn’t nearly as deserted as the last. A few people jumped out of my way as I thundered down the cobblestones. Someone swore at me in Italian but I dove into the next alley without response.

A clothesline hung between the buildings in front of me. A floral shawl dangled from it next to some whites. I leaped as I ran past. My fingertips just snagged the edge of the shawl. The whole clothesline sagged as I pulled, but it finally came loose. I wrapped it around my shoulders and kept running down the winding alleyway.

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