Brutal Promise: Enemies to Lovers Mafia Romance: Volkov Bratva (Volkov Bratva Series) by Zoe Beth Geller

Author:Zoe Beth Geller [Geller, Zoe Beth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kinky Ink Publishing, LLC
Published: 2023-07-01T16:00:00+00:00

18

DMITRY

I shower and change while Izzy sleeps, her black hair creating a dark halo around her serene face. I’m an asshole for forcing her into my world, but there’s no other way to keep her safe. I can’t slay every soldier. Two mafia families are looking for her, and I don’t have the home-field advantage. If not for me, she would have disappeared, and I don’t want to take odds on her still being alive if that were the case.

I assume the Irish want her due to her connection to James Murphy. I can’t figure out how Tito figures into the missing money. Is he watching me in order to follow the money trail that leads to him, or is he collecting information on my whereabouts, or Kirill’s, and quite possibly, it’s about Izzy?

Love is brutal. It can be kind, but not in our world. We live by our codes, codes that make it difficult to navigate the world outside of ours. Our society worships money, just like billionaires who thrive on their fortunes. In order to be successful, we bend some rules and enforce others. The general public has no idea how this gets done and what we do at night. We all have blood on our hands and too many secrets to tell.

Izzy is the light in my world, a beacon of hope for a brighter future instead of certain death. My cock hardens at the sight of her. Her voice, filled with sweetness and innocence, forces the air from my lungs. She’s intoxicating. She’s independent. I fear she will always want to leave me. I’ve no doubt I’m the darkness that her mother wanted to protect her from. No matter how much her life is in danger, I’m a selfish man to take an innocent. But I get what I want. I wouldn’t be where I am today if that weren’t the case. We learn early in life to take what we want.

I look at her, and she stirs before her sleepy eyes open and meet my gaze.

“Dinner?”

“Yes. I’ll wait for you in the living room.” My cock twitches. I need distance between us or I’ll fuck her again.

I rummage through the liquor cabinet and pull out top-shelf whiskey and tip it into a waiting rock glass. Drink in hand, I walk to the large picture window and stare out at the skyline.

My brother texts and learns that the Irish are a source of contention.

Figures, he responds.

We had a run-in with the Irish in London a year ago. Things got quiet, but now they’re causing problems in the States. Fuck me.

The date for the wedding is set, and Anya wants to know Izzy’s preference for flowers and colors.

I text: I’ll send it when acquired.

My brother makes a crack about fucking my new interest, then tells me to use the family jet to get home safely. I thank him and sign off.

I sip the liquor and settle onto a chair that swivels around to the window. What will my life be like in London with Izzy? There are plenty of women in our circle whom I’ve fucked.

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