Ruthless Souls (Ruthless Series # 1) |✔|

Chapter - 2 Info

Nixon POV

I relaxed in my chair as I went through the files. I still have to convince my dear baby brother of the marriage. He will be marrying into the Russian bratva while I fucking skin them all one by one alive, make a throne from their bones.

Maxim.

I will fucking destroy him. Kill him and spray down his blood in this city. No one will fucking stop me. My hand went to the chest where the scar married my skin nine years ago. The mud still in my lungs suffocates me every night, reminding me of that day.

The door opened as Erik, my best friend entered. He smirked as he flopped into the chair in front of me.

"Good Newzz." He sang, smiling wide.

"Bark." I mused as I signed down the papers.

"Maxim agreed." My pen slipped between my fingers as a wide smile lifted my mood. Fucking Awesome!!

"Leo. I will have to talk to him." I said. He nodded.

"The bride?" I asked, curiously. No way I will accept anyone random he throws for my brother. 

"His very own Niece." He stated. His eyes twinkling. Now, this was surprising. He is ready to give off his niece knowing the devil she will be around?

"Is she good?" I asked. He nodded as he placed a black file on the table.

"Fucking hot. I saw her today. She is fucking bold and strong. She had Viktor shaking in his shoes. Shot him on his thigh, so damn savage." My smile turned amused. She isn't any dumb girl. Duly Noted.

"Tomorrow we will meet her." I said, getting up. I closed the files.

"Nixon. So we are going to do this." Erik asked, seriously. The shimmer of anger was still shining in his eyes. 

"Yes. I will fucking destroy him as he did to me." I growled. He nodded. The memory was still intact in the back of his mind. He was there when I was fucking buried alive.

"Send Leo in here." I said. He nodded walking away. A few minutes later the door opened revealing my baby brother. He glared at me as he dropped into one of the chairs.

"Was busy?" I asked. He nodded.

"I work, man. I am not like you." He mocked. I shook my head at his words. If he considers whatever shit he does working, let it be.

"You are getting married." I stated. His eyes narrowed at me.

"Fucking no. I am not settling down." He said, firmly. I pushed the black file to him.

"The girl you will be married to is our enemy's niece." I said. He took the file and opened it. His eyes went down reading. I waited till he finished. He read the info soon and placed the file back.

"Serena. Is she hot?" He asked smiling like an idiot. 

"I haven't seen her yet," I said. He eyed me curiously, but he nevertheless nodded.

"So, you okay with this?" I asked cautiously.

"Yup, She seems so hot and fun." He wiggled his eyebrow as he gave me the file, asking me to read it. I took the file and read it.

Name: Serena Alfero

Age: 20

Birth Place: Florida

Parents: Vladimir Alfero and Natasha Alfero (Both dead)

Past relationships: 28 and all male dead