Feuding Kisses

𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐀

Freedom. Control. Autonomy.

Eleven years ago I lost all of those things along with my mother. My estranged father and his cold hearted sister took me in after she passed and while they gave me a life full of luxury. A life full of commodity and indulgences many can only dream of. They denied me the one thing a family should always have.

𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦.

Eleven years later, at my twenty-three years of age, I'm finally only two months away from graduating college. Ever so close to achieving my life long dream of becoming a nurse, and with it, my freedom.

And there is no person or god powerful enough to ruin my carefully crafted plans.

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐈

I'm not a good person at all. I am far from good. There is a reason I have the position I have now. Pakhan of the Russian bratva.

But even a monster like me, who kills, who tortures with no guilt or shame, has limits and lines I will never cross. Lines I expect everyone in my bratva to respect, including those I have alliances with.

And one person in particular crossed one of those depraved lines. But not only did he cross a very important line I specifically never want crossed. He did it on my land.

But it would be remiss of me to take the easy and painless approach. So I'm not going to just kill him. No.

I'm going to destroy him first; by taking the one thing he thinks is safe from his enemies. From me. His biggest kept secret.

I'm going to take 𝙝𝙚𝙧.