Mafia Bloodlines

Chapter 37

Faina's pov

I knew that whatever Ambrose and I had would come to an end one day but I didn't picture it like this. With me accused of killing Agape, the person who brought me and Ambrose together in the first place. In my mind it always looked like me escaping, no matter how silly that sounds considering that Ambrose has eyes everywhere. Even if I was twenty hours away, I was still his captive. He gave me enough freedom to pursue my dreams but not enough to escape his world. I don't know what's next from here. I have been Ambrose's wife for so long I don't know what a different life looks like. Ambrose used to say that I shouldn't call myself his prisoner because I'm not, I am his wife, which means that I am his, tied to him, and he protects everything he owns and recently everything he loves, since he did confess his love for me.

I think he was confused. Had he loved me like he said he did he would have believed I was incapable of hurting him, especially not Agape. I think all three of us, Ambrose, Agape and I were living in a little bubble, none of it was real, clearly.

Now I have to return to my reality. Leaving behind Faina Kravaritis, I am a Bukhari once more I guess. I snapped out of my thoughts when the car stopped. I was here , home. Why didn't it feel like home though?

I walked in and I couldn't help but chuckle as I remembered the first time I entered the Novikov mansion, pointing my gun at Vladimir. I could have killed him unintentionally because back then I wasn't very good with handling guns, I only had one to scare people or shoot someone who would try anything with me, even though that would have been a struggle. I wanted to make sure that Vladimir knows that I am not scared of him and that he doesn't faze me at all.

I could hear their voices echoing from the dinning room. There was laughter too, I heard Mama's voice. She must be visiting.

"Good evening, Nora.Can you please get me a plate and can someone please take my bags to my room. " I instructed, avoiding the eyes which followed me around. My arrival took them by shock

"I'm back bitches." I said looking straight at Vladimir. I wonder what he would have done to me had I not gotten in the whole fiasco with Ambrose's men kidnapping me. Would he have punished me like he did with Mikhail. I knew one thing about Vladimir, he doesn't do well with betrayal. Things are different now, I am the world's deadliest assassin now. No one has said anything, I started eating

" Are you fucking kidding me. Faina you can't just walk in here like you haven't been missing for more than two years. It's like I'm watching the episode of Prison break when Micheal Scofield randomly returns after faking his death for years..." Luca rants. I could tell he is annoyed. I still said nothing and continued eating.

" FAINAAA!" Zakhar exclaims.

" God, fine I will talk after I finish my meal okay. Let's just peacefully eat this dinner before you all grill me with question." I say trying to get then to back off. Vladimir keplt glancing at me the whole time, where is Klara and why is Mama sitting there? This family gets weirder by the minute.
Once I finished my food we all moved to the living room to discuss things.

" Spill it, where have you been?" Mama asks, this is the first thing she has said since I came back.

" I joined the military. I also started working as an assassin, that's when I met Ulyana again, during my mission in Tokyo." I said, it wasn't a lie I did join the military of some sort for five months, it was for training purposes but at month 5 I was completing my mission which was to bring down the General and retrieve some  incriminating documents he had on one of my clients.

"And you really expect us to believe you left your family to join the army?" Ivan asked, sarcastically. Well I was kind of hoping they would. I don't want to share what life was like the last two years for me.

" If you have any doubts you can investigate. I was part of the army untill I started assassin work." I said, truthfully.

"I still don't get why you went to join the army" Mama said, narrowing her eyes, trying to study in between the lines.

" Mama I felt overwhelmed with everything here and I thought I needed some serious training and personal growth, trust me I got what I was looking for, maybe even more than that." I mumbled the last part, thinking back to the life I had previously lived.

" No way, Faina you were 16, how did you just join the army without legal consent from your gaurdian?" Ulyana asks, great way to put me on the spot , Clone.

" Someone really powerful influenced my destiny. Clone trust me you would be surprised to learn what things a 16 years old can get into in some countries and with the right amount of power." I replied as my mind drifted back to how Ambrose who was 23 years old managed to marry a 16 year old that too who as half conscious. I remember my wedding day vaguely, I was drugged, barely aware of my surroundings and a judge still officiated that marriage. It just goes to show the influence power has on the world and everyone in it. In my life I have only met two powerful men, Vladimir and Ambrose, quite powerful and dangerous in their own rights. I think that is why I don't want to tell my family that I was kidnapped, forced into marriage and motherhood with a notorious mafia don .
A war between Ambrose and my father is the last thing the mafia world needs.

"Vladimir can you at least pretend like your favourite daughter is back home. And that it makes you happy" I said as I roll my eyes. Luca just chuckled.

" I will look into what you told us. Believe it or not I am glad you are not dead, we have pending matters, all in due time. You are quite the young woman now. I can see it in your eyes the maturity, deadlyness and fire, you are a young Novikov indeed Faina." Vladimir expressed, always so melodramatic and intense.

"Well I think that's enough questions for today. I am also glad that you are back from your escapades, which you will tell me all the details about later." Mama said, it sounded like I had no say in the matter.

Mama kissed my forehead and then walked towards Vladimir who then took her hand and Vladimir put his hand on her waist. What the actual fuck are they doing?

"Vladimir you are absolutely shameless aren't you, and Mama.... Why are you guys so comfortable around each other, Klara could walk in for goodness sakes." I say sternly. I didn't think Mama was the homewrecker type though it wouldn't really be home wrecking since she never divorced Vladimir and never gave consent for Vladimir to marry Klara so that marriage is technically null. Which would make Klara the homewrecker? This is all just crazy.

" Who is gonna tell her?
Well dear sister , while you were away Anastasia here found her way into our Papa's bed. It seems right around the time Papa had divorced my Mum, may her soul rest in peace. Yeah, my Mum conveniently died, well more like exploded, -kabooom" Yuri explained, and the way he explained how his mother died I could envision it.

"Well as surprised as I am about the news and as modified as I am about your description of both my mother's sex life and your mother's death I think that whatever or however Mama and Vladimir got together it was after your mom, kaboooomed. " It wasn't really a statement but more if a question I had directed to Mama as I intensely looked at her.

" I left Klara before I pursued a relationship with your mother, if that is what you are asking ." Vladimir replied, it still is just beyond me how Vladimir understands me so well.

" Of course. I mean even if it was before the discourse my Mum was definetly the intruder here, just in the way of such an epic love story. I know that day he had to remove her, I ....I understand that she was the hurdle and she made a mistake, she had to be punished... so daddy punished her, yes he did.... He punished her like does to everyone who crosses him. Mhhh, yes he did." Yuri rants and repeats how Vladimir had a hand in his mother's death. I wonder what happened to sweet Yuri. He is a shell of who he was two years ago.

" Don't mind him Faina, he hasn't taken his meds in the last couple of days. He is calmer when he is on his meds and these episodes are less frequent. I will tell you more about his condition later, for now get some rest." Ivan explains vaguely.

" Why am I not surprised, yet another person Vladimir fucks up." I say as I roll my eyes, now this is starting to feel like home. I didn't go any further with what I was implying. I would like Vladimir to keep thinking that I don't know that he murdered Mikhail.