Damian looks at me with a questioning expression, but doesn't ask anything. He knows not to question my decision or choices. I walk to my seat behind the desk and sit, lighting another cigar. Nicotine calms the hot hard on I have. I throw him the words that he is waiting for "you look like you have a lot to ask damien?". He says "No boss."
He doesn't pry or question anything i ask him to do. He is one of the best men I have and my second in command. He is the only person I can count on. But not entirely, I don't trust or rely on anybody. "Ask" i order.
He hesitates and says "i didn't think, you would marry her boss. You weren't even fazed when Niko barged in our last meeting demanding the pakhan, he give her to him in return for the whereabouts of her father."
Did i plan on marrying her ? No
Did i marry her on impulsion? Yes
Did i kill Niko just because he was going to marry her ? Yes
Did i think of the consequences ? No
Would i do it again? Probably.
Absolutely.
What i did think was her eyes looking at me, only me and nobody else. Her body worshipping me, her soul begging to me, that just makes every rash decision of mine ideal.
I didn't even want him looking at her. In fact I don't want anybody to look at her.
"Yeah, i did not" i agree "but don't you think marrying her was the best course of action to destroy her?". "Who do you think will be an absolute tormentor, than her fine husband ?" I grin. He nods but doesn't say anything.
"Boss, the pakhan wants to meet you soon." My lips tugs at that and i say "Tell him I'm too busy fucking my new wife, so I can't. Or wait I'll tell that to him myself".
I dial the pakhan's number and lift the phone to my ear. He answers it in 4 rings. "Father" i say. "congratulations Alexei, I heard you got married." I smile at his sarcasm but doesn't give him a response as he continues "you killed your brother, and married his bride." 'step brother ' but it wasn't a question so i remain silent. "Care to explain in person?". "My brother had his death written, when he betrayed the bratva and had contacts with the yakuza behind our back, father. I'm afraid I can't grace you with my presence anytime soon I'm enjoying my honeymoon." "Oh and i received your congratulations well, father" and I hung up.
"Now what, boss?" Damien asks. I open the second drawer in my desk to the right and look at the alexandrite shining bright, the pendant that she used to wear and think, now i wait for my zayka to come face to face with her depraved tormentor. But i don't tell him that, instead say "we need to get a ring for my new wife."
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Romance[This story contains mature content (+18)] He is the demon to her hell that she needs to escape. Captor of her cage, that she wants to break free. She is the blood in his veins that he wants to bleed. The obsession of his desires that he lives to ru...
