10| Russia

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 heyyyyyyyyyyyy

sorry it's been awhile i've been busy with school

well kinda not really

ive been procrastinating and not really motivated to write, but im back

ill get to it

Nyx's POV:

"She's his daughter."

I freeze for a second. It makes so much sense, I can't help but think if she already knew and was using me the whole time. No that can't be possible, because I never even told her about my family being the Italian mafia and she never met them till like 2 weeks ago. 

I slit the guys throat and storm out of the cell. Brushing past Ares I go into the elevator and jab the button for the level that has our room on it. Exiting the elevator I slam the bedroom door. 

I walk out onto the balcony and sit down on the ledge with my legs dangling. I hear the click of the door, and ignore Ares presence. He leans against the balcony, staring at me. I glance at him but look forwards again. "I'm sorry." he says softly.

 I shake my head, not replying to his response. "What did he say." he asks. I sit there for a minute, before answering "He's using her against me, she's also his daughter." Confusion is written all over his face "Who's he?" 

"Do you know Nikolai Ivanov?" I ask him. he nods "Yeah well his father Vladimir Ivanov is the Russian mafia leader, he's been after me for years for no reason, but I think part of it was because of Orianna being with me, and I also might have killed his wife." His eyes widen at the last part. 

"You killed her!?" he exclaims. "Yeah. I don't know why you're surprised, it was an ordered hit, and you know I only do important mafia members for good pay." he shakes his head lightly.

 I hop off the balcony. "Oh i know that indeed, i'm just mad I didn't realize it was you who killed her." I chuckle at that. 

"We need to make a plan. I have a feeling he'll be staying in his main house, because he's stupid like that. Which means he'll have Orianna either in the basement, or in one of his warehouses." I explain to him. 

He raises his eyebrows "Wow you really, did spend a lot of time tracking him huh." I smirk "You have no idea." 

"I'll go grab the team so we can start planning, meet in the meeting room." he walks off, and I let out a long sigh. I really don't want to have go to war with Russian mafia, especially because this time I can't hide, I'm dragging the Italian mafia into it.

Walking too the meeting room I open the door and everyone quiets down at me, all though a few people are giving curious looks at me, some recognize me, some are just staring at my tits, so I glare back at them. 

"You didn't tell us she was back." one of the guys that recognized me says, I think his name is   Jace. "Who's that whore." one of them calls out. "Yeah I wonder how tight she is." another yells out. 

My eyes drag to the asshole that said that, I don't recognize him. I stalk over and grab him by his collar and drag him to his feet. "Do you want to say that again." I glare at him. He licks his lips. "I wonder how well you'd take my dick." he says. 

I pull one of my knives and stab him in the gut and he groans, and tries to pull away. "I don't believe i'm done." pulling out another knife I stab him in his shoulder this time. "Shit!" he screams. 

"You're a crazy ass bitch." he yells at me. "You're right I am." I whip out my gun and shoot him in between his eyes. "Anyone else have shit to say." I look around the room, meeting everyone's eyes. 

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 25, 2023 ⏰

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