at late." Kazmer walked in,

on the other side of the room. Of course, Juri was sitting behind his des

e an Italian princess

ement. "An unwante

ted. "A dea

ur butt and from what I understand, they have sided with the Italians and our mutual understand with t

er. "So we take an unmarked vehicle, toss her off into th

Kazmer was looking a

ching me. "You do

as you, I don't want a war with the Italians. Not yet anyways. But

rd and handing her over seems like a wasted op

in her death or war with the Italians. I'd been thinking so hard about it that I'd dreamt of her. Her black eyes piecing i

les

th his other hand. His wife loved it but it was a kept secret between us that he hated having any facial hair. Something we were s

angle, every scenario he could think of, as he decided whether or not

you want to sa

n the broken little girl on the floor of the cell. They hadn't heard the hollowness of her words wh

what I did best; both in the Bratva and in my own life. Broken people were my specialty, where my compassion reig

not endanger

truth last night. I would not put our family in da

uld mar

om his computer, his mouth hung open. Kazmer also had a

next year. A twenty year difference? Jur

. I mean Fernando was seventy when

h. "A gold digging bi

would be a slap in the face to Carlo. Suddenly, there would be a tie to us that the other families would acknowledge by blood. Whil

e taking advantage of the situation and forcing the Italians to their knees.

a woman but she broke my heart and had a hard time recovering. By the time I had moved on and the pain was nothing but a scar on my heart, I was too set in my ways to think about opening

She was dead as soon as she walked out of this house. Hell, she could be dead ins

ng to think about. There was nothing left of her except maybe the singular thought of putting a bullet between her father, and her brother's, eyes. Rosaria had nothing and n

to call you a pervert but if you want someone young, we can get someone

first, Vor?" I reverted to acknow

benefit our family. I had my own reservations, ones that involved me never being able to love her and feelin

not come to a conclusion then we will decide whether we d

ere family and brothers by blood, but Juri would always above us. He would always be able to demand us to take a knee and we would have to. Arguing with him was a waste of time and one I didn't intend on doing. If he had ord

ught my eye. Her face looked better. Less swollen and both her eyes now were open. It still was seriously discolored but I didn't feel like wincing every time I looked at her face. I thought maybe som

I added the last word when my sister starte

s leg before glaring at me as she walked ou