His Mafia Princess To Claim

s no opening of any covered face tha

o the afterlife because I had hurt my mother. Again. So I'd say it was very splendid. I curse my father's strong genes that made me out to look like

s my face and does not die or pass out again or decide to run away from me completely and we are able to finally be a family? You know thoughts should never even have found its way to the com

matters that he was showing characters I did not like in businessmen, while I'd appreciate working with him simply because I ma

pply because I was not offering him any response. So I s

off." He had a lot of learning to do, nobody e

He shifts in his chair, discomfort evident in the way he holds himself. Being in the same room negotiating wi

e keeping him pinned under my gaze. Fear clouds his eyes as he takes a little step back. "Firstl

be delivered by the end of every month, top quality only, Dardan. I would not appreciate it if you mess up."

g a knock on my door and Dimitri, one of my most

led with an unshakeable need to know her and so I had it requested and it certainly wasn't the worst thing I have d

e a pointed look. I know the business is fine and he

m to leave but instead he rests against the door and keeps talking. "I see the appeal but I just thought to remind you that the Pakhan has already be

itri." I say sternly, but knowing Dimitri he was

ically placed sparse lighting at night at the gallery. Scanning through Vera's file I see a picture of her that looks familiar and brush it off as it being familiar because I have seen her before. Until my eyes land on her father's name and my lip

sks "What were the odds that t

ide." My mind drifts to the day we met when the thought of a certain so

room for far too long, I really did want to know who he

didn't issue threats and did not follow thro

h him." See, Dimit

my mind and I wonder if I would be able to pull it off. I always really

that you're about to do s

d find out what I wa

ri's eyes narrow in confusion. "

plotting ways to escape the we

to prepare a wedding. Kindly inform Sergi Petrov that the wedding would take place in three days." Dimiri's face wore his shoc

but very smart man. He saw through half the people in the Russian mafia, and th

ciate the

self as my god father, not that I needed one. He had wanted someone to kill my father for a long time, he just did not want

e picture caressing her skin. I remember the feeling of her waist in my arms, h

wait to cl