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The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 58
NaomiI woke slowly and stretched my arms over my head. My muscles pulled with the movement. The place beside me in the bed was empty, and I tried my best not to feel anything at all about the person who should be there.Gavril.My husband.Father of my unborn child.Bile rose in the back of my throat and I forced it down as I sat up, rubbing my aching head. Last night had been good. Sex with Gavril was always good—if not great.And now, it was different.Everything about him felt different. Because deep down, no amount of the things that I felt about him could hide who and what my husband truly was.A monster who sold people.Not everything about Gavril was a monster. He wasn’t going to harm me physically.Emotionally though? I was devastated. In my bones, I knew it was coming—if not already happening after our confrontation—and I hated it. I hated the fact that I felt cornered last night, waiting for the moment he would bend me to his will and use me until I had nothing left to myse
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 59
GavrilI could see the anger in my wife’s eyes, but more so the confusion about what I had brought her into. I was going to have to explain my actions this morning. When I woke beside her, knowing what I had to do today, I had contemplated bringing her along.She wanted to know who I was, to learn more about me. And this—Alyona and Kira—were part of who I was.I didn’t know why it mattered so much to me. Those tender feelings that I thought would die after last night continued to rage on in my body, in the soul she had awoken. And now, I was sharing one of my secrets with her.Only Ivan knew of my visits to the family, and that was because he drove me to their house once a month.Otherwise, no one else knew, not even Anatoly. Yet here I was, sharing this deep secret with Naomi.I still wasn’t sure what that meant, but I didn’t regret it. “They are the daughters of one of my most loyal men,” I started out, masking my emotions. “He died saving my life.”There were very few men that I tr
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 60
NaomiI waited with Gavril in the hallway as we watched the children file out of the rooms, my heart twisted with pain both for him and me. His pain had been raw earlier, the very pain that I still didn’t understand what drove it. I might have only known him for a few months, but I was well aware of his emotions, of his moods.Gavril was in pain. He had suffered some great loss in his life, and perhaps that was what drove him now.Either that or he truly liked the violence around him. I knew that he did enjoy parts of it, but given what I had seen today, there was good in Gavril.There was good in him, begging for release. After all, what sort of pakhan would take a family under his wing and provide for them? I doubted he was going to ask anything of the girls or their mother.If he did, I would be disappointed yet again.Alyona came out first, running to us with a wide smile on her face. My eyes snuck up to Gavril’s face, watching the transformation in him that seemed to happen immed
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 61
GavrilI sensed the change in Naomi the moment the car pulled away from the curb. She waved at the girls and then tucked herself against the door, keeping a distance between us. From her reaction to me in Inessa’s kitchen, I’d thought the things we discussed today had been forgotten.Clearly that wasn’t the case. And as much as I wanted to force her to come to my side, I didn’t.Being with the girls today had done me some good. It had helped me keep my mind off the shit surrounding my life, including the Krasnaya brigadiers and the fact that my wife had disregarded my basic rules.I had also gotten my hands on the piano that I had bought for the girls, losing myself in my lessons with both of them and reconnecting my soul to music for a little while.No matter what I became in the future, what horrors I sustained or even caused, music soothed me.“Did you enjoy your visit?” I finally asked Naomi, tapping my fingers along my knee.“It was nice to get out,” Naomi responded, her gaze foc
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 62
NaomiI woke feeling empty for the first time since Gavril had kidnapped me. Not even when I’d thought that my life was on the line had I felt like I was missing a piece of me.All that had changed when Gavril didn’t come to my bed last night. I had stayed up well past midnight, rubbing my stomach and hoping that Gavril would walk through the doors and give me some indication that I still mattered to him.That he wanted to change.But he didn’t. The door had stayed closed, and I wasn’t brave enough to go after him. A part of me was afraid of the rejection that might follow if I did.So, I’d cried myself to sleep, worried about all sorts of things that I couldn’t control: me in Gavril’s life, the child we had made, his businesses, and Gavril’s soul.I couldn’t do anything about them, but I also couldn’t leave. I was tied to Gavril, whether I approved of his business dealings or not.After a warm shower, I dressed in a pair of stretchy capris and a T-shirt, leaving my hair down to dry.
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 63
GavrilI stared at my wife, astonished that she’d tried to pull the same fucking stunt again. When Ivan had called me and stated that there was a man at my fucking house, harassing my wife, I had ordered the car to be turned around, thinking that it could be a number of people. It was rare that they got past the iron gate, but considering I had just left myself, anyone could have slipped through while they were open.My first thought was that whoever had dared come to my personal residence would pay for harassing my wife in danger.But when I had seen Naomi herself behind the wheel of the car, every thought of how I was going to handle the situation had flown out of the window. She had been told not to leave, not to interfere with my staff, yet there she was, on her way out, and she would have made it had I not turned around.Where was she going? Why? Those were just a few of the questions I was going to get answers for right fucking now before I lost my shit.Still, as I looked at my
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 64
NaomiI felt Gavril stiffen, though his fingers softly massaged my head, wondering what sort of tale he could tell me that would be worse than what I had just shared with him. It felt good to get it off my chest, to finally attempt to explain to my husband why I struggled to trust him. Jon wasn’t going to give up, and I wasn’t sure how far Gavril would let it go before he took the matter into his own hands.For once, I was glad that my husband was bloodthirsty. Maybe he could be the one to end this nightmare for me, but I wasn’t about to ask anything of Gavril.All I wanted was to hear this story he was so worried about.“Her name was Katya,” he started, his voice hoarse as if he was reliving the memory as I had earlier. “She found me at a party, and I thought I had never seen a more beautiful woman in my entire life.”A small bit of jealousy flared deep inside as I heard him speak about her almost reverently. I imagined he had never spoken about another woman in that manner since, an
The Mafia Don's Captive Bride Episode 65
GavrilI caressed Naomi’s stomach, reminding myself of the child that was growing inside. She had asked me what she might’ve thought to be an innocent question. But to me, it was a hell of a lot more complicated than she realized. There had been a time with Katya that I would have left willingly.I believed that my mother knew it, which was why she was so against our relationship. Had Katya not tried to kill me that night, I might have truly given up everything to be with her.Maybe it was a fucking blessing in disguise, what Katya did. It would have been difficult to regain control after walking away from it all, especially from my mother. She would have seen me as a failure, not that she didn’t see me that way now.And now. I was looking at Naomi before me, not Sveta.I was looking at the woman who carried my child, who held my future in her hands whether she believed it or not.How could I not imagine my life with her outside of the Bratva? How could I not look at her and see a fut
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