chap 2

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(7 years later)
" I am warning you. Think about all of this again "

" I am sure about all of this Christian "

" Just once again ?" Christian asked again but this time, frustration was clear in his voice .

I dropped my laptop in my suitcase like a sac and turned towards him. He was sitting on my bed, staring at me with those green eyes of his. Nearly all of my Russian cousins has green eyes and mostly boys but Christian has the type of green which is similar to emerald colour.
After all those 7 years, he had changed a lot. His posture is more strong and built, his blonde hairs nearly reached his ears and his face was all good with strong features.

Christian Ivanov; son of my second eldest uncle Afanas after my father. Christian and three more were his sons along with 3  daughters. He is one year older than me like 25 whereas I am almost 24. Most of my childhood was spent with him. If we look back to ourselves, we saw ourselves troublesomes and carefree people. There was a tree in our garden which was the oldest and the strongest. We used to go there and climb. Well more like Christian climbing because I always had trouble in climbing but Adrian and my other cousins did helped me in that. The best part was when we used to spray our German shepherd dogs with our water guns and laugh as they ran here and there in panic.

I got close to him and sat beside him folding my legs on bed. His strong smell hits me immediately and I scrunched up my nose
" You are wearing too much perfume " he snorted lightly but soon it fades as he looks at me, waiting for the answer.

Sighing I looked at him and nodded saying " After all these years, we are finally getting the chance Christian. I won't miss it. Everything is planned, and I have trained well for this. Please just.... just drop this. I am not gonna give this up " His slumped shoulders indicated that he was frustrated and angry. But he knew better that I am not gonna change my mind. Atic of his jaw and little tilt of his head with hard eyes made me sigh. Christian is pretty scary sometimes if he's angry. Not that I am scared of him.

My bed feels light as he stood up towering me. Looking down at me, Christian pressed a kiss on my hairs and then straighten himself like as if he had shown enough emotions today. I felt his switch changing.

" Just please be safe and you know you can return anytime you want okay ? " And then he pressed his lips in a thin line.

I stood up and nodded, giving him a little smile  " I'll be safe " Christian's face got mold into a frown as he left my bedroom shaking his head and mumbling about me being stubborn. Says the man who became stubborn because he wanted to marry a girl from Birmingham. Safe to say, they did got married. I never understood that. Why would he suddenly wanted to marry a girl whom he saw for only five seconds. I always have found that fishy. Rolling my eyes I zipped up my suitcase and made sure I have everything with me.

When I said I will be getting revenge from Moretti's, I was saying the truth. Three weeks after my parents funeral, I started training at the base. The base of Italians.

Christian made sure to not get any kind of information of the Russian princess which was me to be leaked. In Russian mafia I am known as a princess. But to the world I am just ordinary Anastasia Reid.

Changing my last name was necessary since there have be no evidence that I belong to Ivanov's when I went to train at Italian base. My new bio data says that I am from Scotland and have done masters in business. Actually I have achieved that degree, before dad had died, he always said to carry on my studies no matter what. So I graduated from Harvard university. It was hard though. I easily got entered in their base because as my file says, my father had been a captain before in their mafia. He had a beautiful wife and they both had a daughter together. Reid's daughter died due to some nasty shit. She got high on cocaine and got killed while having sex with a local street gangleader. He had some unfinished business with Italians and decided to equal the debt by cutting her open. To Reid, she died a shameful death. Reid never informed anyone and buried her. The girl had been kept hidden for her life because Reid had been too afraid to let her in some mafia shit. He knew made men are cruel because he was one. 

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 15, 2023 ⏰

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