sex-me boss.

Dimitri could no longer bear Kira’s tears. She had seen the body of her husband on the ground, lying in blood that was his own. Even if he hadn’t felt remorse for selling his sister to a dangerous mafioso, he was still her brother and she would have preferred him to stay alive rather than suffer such wickedness. Dimitri too had a heart and could feel her pain at this moment. He wondered what state Vladimir was in, for he was certain that everyone was already aware of the fact that this man had been killed in cold blood. It was really painful and it hurt even more to see her like this. Silence was a very destructive weapon, and she was destroying it by keeping silent like this. He left her in the living room and went to his office. Being with her and not being able to do anything to help her was even harder, and if only he’d known that the morning was going to turn out this way, he could have got out before this kind of information appeared on television. When Youri joined him in his office, he was already expecting the latter to have some information about the person who had done such a thing, but remembered that Youri could hardly contain himself when he saw Kira like that. he had to avenge his kid’s tears, no matter what it would cost him.

-I don’t know who else would have preferred to kill him, because if you knew it was an illegal business, the person would have taken the trouble to torture him before finishing him off, but giving him three bullets wasn’t a gift.

-He had Krouto’s money and yet he couldn’t get his cousin’s body as planned, so all he could do was kill him in cold blood and not even try to make it look like suicide or even hide the body. He was also going to do this to him while exposing his body to the newspapers and also the country’s popular magazines but only, not offer him such a quick death but make him suffer until he begged him to spare him. he took his pistol and walked out of his office. it was time he went and got that old pig.

-You’re leaving as if I’m not coming with you, but are you at least waiting for me, Dimitri?

-No, you’re not. I want you to look after Kira. She’s not well at all, and I know you’re the only one who can make her laugh or think about something else.

Yuri huffed, not believing it. being a mafioso and doing nothing all day was worse than being disabled. he liked handling weapons and he liked pointing his gun at people, not sitting there soothing a young woman who was going to be shedding tears and mauve all day long. It was the boss who had spoken and he had no choice. he climbed up to Kira’s room and once he was in front of the door, he didn’t want to go any further, but he had no choice at all. when he stepped in front of the door, he winced when he saw what she looked like now. she’d turned as red as a strawberry about to rot. She didn’t dare raise her head to him, and that was for the best, because he didn’t want to see her any more. She sniffed and breathed loudly, all of which made his heart ache, and he understood why Dimitri had decided to leave beforehand. He could have taken her in his arms, but he didn’t want the mauve to touch him, nor did he want her tears to wet his clothes. When she finally raised her head towards him, he felt sorry for her and hesitantly opened his arms. She rubbed her face against his clothes, and everything on her face wet his clothes. Yuri began to insult her silently, but it was enough for her to hear. she smiled, forgetting that she was even crying. she was aware that he was going to sulk for days, but that didn’t matter. if he’d already had what she wanted, then what could be better than having what she could make fun of him with. When she felt she’d done enough, she detached herself from him and went into the bathroom to wash her face. When she returned, he was staring at her top in disgust. he couldn’t even touch it properly and was sure he was going to ask for help to get it off.

-What’s going on, Yuri? Why are you so disgusted by your outfit? I thought you’d bought it and liked it too.

-I want to kill you and throw your body at Dimitri’s feet when he’s back, I want to make you fucking suffer. It was even better to shoot myself in the leg so that I’d be confined to a bed for two weeks instead of doing something like that to myself. I thought you were nice, but I realize that you’re really cruella, you’re a real witch and you’re going to pay for it, you know that.

Kira smiled at him, pretending to be sorry, but Youri already knew she was taking the piss out of him. He left her room, slamming the door to show his displeasure, and Kira didn’t care about that.

When Dimitri arrived at the door of the house that housed Krouto and a submissive, he drew his gun and pointed it at the lock. It was easier that way instead of waiting for him to come and open it.

-Should I wait for you to finish first, or should we leave now?

Krouto gasped and so did the young woman, which made Dimitri laugh. He loved the look of fright in their eyes, it was so much fun. Krouto straightened up and looked at him as if he hadn’t expected this visit at all, and might even have expected a visit from Russia’s most feared mobster.

-I haven’t done anything wrong since last time, Savoski, so to what do I owe the honor of this visit?

-Are you really sure you haven’t done anything wrong, Krouto? And how can you explain to me the fact that Paolo Fiodora turned up dead this morning?

-You know you can’t do anything unless it concerns you, and this story doesn’t concern you. Fiodora owed me money, he couldn’t fulfill his part of the contract and I never take money back when I’ve already given it for a business deal. you freed the girl and that’s how I planned it, either I had Paolo or I had his cousin. this story doesn’t concern you at all and if you don’t want to declare war, I’ll ask you to leave.

-You’ve got it all wrong, Krouto. when people I love are hurt, when people I care about are made to suffer, whether it concerns me or not, I act, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I love Paolo’s sister, and she’s currently mourning the death of her brother. should I leave her sad without avenging her brother’s death? No, that’s impossible, and you should know that if it’s not me, it’ll be someone else, and more specifically Finn Martinov. Does that mean anything to you? the young woman you kidnapped recently is under Finn’s protection, and so is Paolo’s son. if in my case it’s only the sister who’s crying, in Finn’s case it’s the cousin and the son. don’t you think that’s even more serious? follow me, or I’ll take great pleasure in torturing you before dragging you off with me.

Krouto didn’t want to believe that he’d walked into the jaws of Russia’s two most feared men. He’d never imagined that Paolo was surrounded by so many people.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

-Can I ask what you’re going to do to me, Dimitri? What are you going to do to me, because let’s be honest, I did things by the book.

Dimitri didn’t wait for him to say anything more and pulled him away. Krouto followed him outside, where he saw Finn also waiting with a gun in his hand. Who’d have thought that he and Finn would be chasing the same prey one day, it was truly amazing.

-You’re late Martinov, I’ve got it and it’s mine.

-Don’t be so quick to declare victory, Savoski. You can always leave our toy so that it can escape into the depths of this forest, and of the two of us, whoever gets their hands on it first will be the winner and decide Krouto’s fate.

-I think it’s a good idea, my dear friend. What do you say, Krouto?

the two dangerous men laughed, but Krouto couldn’t believe it. the children he could have given birth to were manhandling him as if he were a toy. he’d done this to people too, and it was obvious he was going to die this way. he was dragged in Dimitri’s car until he was thrown into a cold cellar, the same one in which he kept his victims who wouldn’t lend themselves to his will.