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The Italian Bride of the Bratva King CHAPTER-118
"Anger is like cancer. It kills the person from inside, slowly and painfully."Aria closed her eyes and let out a breath. "I can't do anything but get angry, Dad. You insulted me today,” she said, opening her eyes and turning to Aaron. "Rules are rules, Aria. A Capo can't be lenient about them if he wants his soldiers to respect them," Aaron said tightly. “A Capo must be impartial to his rules and the values of his organisation.”Aria nodded. "I understand Dad, nothing is above Cosa Nostra. Nothing," she whispered but her eyes were shining with emotions. Her throat was choked with emotions too. Although she tried everything to not let them out like this but she couldn't do it in front of her father and she looked down. Hiding her emotions from him.Aaron stared at his daughter for a while before moving forward and holding her face in his hands. "You are my daughter, you don't have to turn your eyes down in front of me. Cosa Nostra's Capo dei capi can't break rules but your father can
The Italian Bride of the Bratva King CHAPTER-119
Aleksandr stared at the sleeping figure of his wife. It had been three days since the attack on the Knight mansion. They fought and patched up. Aleksandr was happy that she came to him herself. It gave him hope for their future. He sighed and touched her lips with his fingers softly, enjoying the feel of it. Aria moaned and opened her eyes, "Good morning, Tigritsa."She blinked a few times and she gazed at him with her beautiful grey eyes. "Good morning," she whispered asand rested a hand on his face. His stubble tickled her hand and his hair was tied neatly into a bun behind. Aria travelled her eyes to his body and found him formally dressed."Are you going somewhere?" She asked, sitting in the bed. "It's six in the morning, a Sunday morning. What are you dressed up for?"Aleksandr chuckled at her words. The worried look on her face won his heart yet again. "I have a meeting with someone, Tigritsa. See you soon," He said as He moved and placed a kiss on her head. Aria's body tight
The Italian Bride of the Bratva King CHAPTER-120
"I asked you to come alone but you came with the Bratva queen, Leonus. I am disappointed in you," he said, making a tsk sound while shaking his head. "You broke my trust in you, Leonus. I should reciprocate the gesture to you," he said, pulling out his cell phone. "I have an idea," he said with a twisted grin on his face. "What if I viral your sweet video on social media? It will teach you a lesson about trust and confidentiality."Leonus shared a look with his sister. Aria gave him a small nod as she took a step back, crossed her hands and watched the scene in front of her. "You are welcome to do it, Diego. The least I could do for a friend is to make him happy. Go on, Viral the video but then forget about my money," Leonus said with a shrug. Diego laughed. "Ah, well said! Leonus. But what about, I take the money and still hurt you." At that Aria stepped forward and Leonus willingly stepped back. "Is it so easy to hurt Cosa Nostra, Diego? Do you really think I will allow you to
The Italian Bride of the Bratva King CHAPTER-121
"What are you doing here!” Aris snapped at her husband but Aleksandr's attention was on Diego not Aria as He stood facing him.Diego's features paled and eyes widened in horror seeing the Merciless Monster in front of him. "Aleksandr…" he murmured into a fearful whisper."How nice that you recognise me, Diego. I have been waiting for a long time to meet you." He said, squinting his eyes and getting into his face. "Did you really think it's so easy to touch my woman, hmm? Did you really think you could hurt My wife, My Queen, Diego. I thought you were smarter than that!" Aleksandr grabbed his jaws in a brutal grip. "I killed your son for looking at my wife and you dared to insult her, touch her. What did you say, you will fuck her butts! You will make her bleed, hmm?" Aleksandr’s voice was deadly quiet. His lethal gaze was enough for Diego to imagine his end.“My men are nearby. They will be here soon," Diego said, trying to threaten Aleksandr who only laughed at his threat."Diego. Why
The Italian Bride of the Bratva King CHAPTER-122
“I know you loved me, Aleksandr. I knew it even before you confessed to me.” Aria blinked, slowly looking out of the window. The harsh wind slapped her hair into her face but her heart was calmed. She recalled the last moment when she looked into his dull eyes for the last time before shooting him in his heart. “And I would never regret taking your life, because you owe it to me but I might regret that it was an easy death for you.” She recalled the sight of his bloody body, the blood she gave him. She avenged herself today. Blood for blood, pride for pride. ‘Don't make me regret my decision,’His words rang in her mind and she smirked, nodding. “Let's see what life holds for me next.” Aria eyed the tattoo on her wrist, the flying Eagle with a smirk on her face. "Aleksandr, I will always remember you as my most vicious enemy," she muttered under her breath as she traced the wings of the eagle, softly and closed her eyes, leaning her head back to relax herself. "Are you awake, Cap
The Italian Bride of the Bratva King CHAPTER-123
"Pakhan!" Mikhail yelled in horror seeing Aleksandr's wounded and bloodied body on the barren ground. His chest and shoulder were injured badly and blood was oozing out of them. His mouth was bloodied and swollen too. Mikhail's blood ran cold seeing the dreadful condition of his Pakhan. But he knew he had to act fast or things could turn ugly for Aleksandr and Bratva if he didn't. "Pakhan. Everything is going to be fine. You will get fine, Nothing will happen to you, nothing," he wheezed while the medical staff came there running with a stretcher and other equipment to check Aleksandr's condition. Mikhail's eyes got wet when he watched his Pakhan being lifted to the stretcher. He grabbed the arm of a doctor who was barking orders for his medical staff while walking towards the ambulance with him. "I will try my best, Counsellor…" the doctor said, seeing Mikhail's bloodshot tear-filled eyes. He knew how sensitive the case was."Not best, Doctor. You have to save him. Because if any
The Italian Bride of the Bratva King CHAPTER-124
"I want you all to be vigilant in your work for a few weeks. Cops are after us and I don't want a single news where Bratva is mentioned. Aleksandr Fedorov's name should not be mentioned in any negative manner," Mikhail ordered all the Bratva Underbosses. Igor didn't say anything, he kept staring at the operation theatre with dull eyes. Mikhail's eyes went to him. He sighed and nodded at the Underbosses to leave and handle work as per his order before taking a seat beside him. "He will get well, soon."Igor swallowed the thick lump that formed in his throat before speaking. "I was five when my father was killed. I always heard, Bratan has the qualities of both Dyadya and Otets. One's pride and one's sharpness. I always aimed to become like Bratan. When I was thirteen, I started dressing like him to show people that I am just like Aleksandr Fedorov. Bratan scolded me then, he said there can't be another Aleksandr Fedorov, I was hurt. Because I wanted to be like him. But then he told
The Italian Bride of the Bratva King CHAPTER-125
Aria looked at herself in the mirror proudly while sprinkling perfume on her body. The spicy fragrance filled the air. She inhaled sharply inhaling the fragrance, her mood turned happy while thinking about Monday. The day of her oath ceremony. "First female Capo dei capi of Cosa Nostra," she whispered with an arrogant smile as he plopped the crystal bottle back on the dressing table. "I told you, Nonna. If Aria Salvatore Knight wants something she is going to have it anyhow." Aria sighed and turned around, she wanted to talk to her today. Her aunt, Maria Salvatore Knight! She walked to her closet in her hotel room and opened it. Her eyes went to her handbag, she pulled out it out, unzipped it and pulled out her Aunt's diary. Aria had kept it like a treasure in a trunk. "I fulfilled your dream, Aunt. I will take my oath in three days and I promise I am going to do something to honour you that day. I promise that the soldiers of Cosa Nostra are going to remember you that day." She o
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