by S F Draven
Aleksandr
A Dark Mafia Romance
S.F. Draven & Raven Scott
Contents
Introduction
Chapter One: Aleksandr
Chapter Two: Irina
Chapter Three: Aleksandr
Chapter Four: Irina
Chapter Five: Aleksandr
Chapter Six: Irina
Chapter Seven: Aleksandr
Chapter Eight: Irina
Chapter Nine: Aleksandr
Chapter Ten: Irina
Chapter Eleven: Aleksandr
Chapter Twelve: Irina
Chapter Thirteen: Aleksandr
Chapter Fourteen: Irina
Chapter Fifteen: Aleksandr
Chapter Sixteen: Irina
Chapter Seventeen: Aleksandr
Chapter Eighteen: Irina
Chapter Nineteen: Aleksandr
Chapter Twenty: Irina
Epilogue
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Introduction
This book delves into the story of Aleksandr Volkov as he gets involved with an old friend and soon-to-be business partner Edik Ostrovsky. Aleksandr is trying to get out from under the shadow of his family, one that has been running a powerful crime business for generations. When Aleksandr meets Edik at a party, he also runs into a woman who will undoubtedly change his entire life. Her name is Irina Morozova. The spark between the two of them is undeniable, and Aleksandr soon learns that he simply cannot live without her.
This story contains forbidden love, intense thrills, and an adventure upon uncovering the truth about Irina’s past and connection to the Bratva world. The passionate relationship between Aleksandr and Irina will play to your senses, begging you to stick around for another page, as you find yourself longing to see what happens next.
Chapter One: Aleksandr
The world around me seemed to be moving at a glacial pace, as I ventured off into the night to fulfill a contract I’d been waiting to take care of for some time. The air was cool on my skin as I moved through the city stealthily, trying not to bring attention to the unfortunate murder that was about to take place. I hated this part of the job, hunting down men who could’ve avoided punishment if they’d just returned the money they borrowed. There were some I’d hand over duffle bags of cash to knowing that I’d have to put them in the ground once their time was up, but I always hoped they’d prove me wrong.
I held my gun close, cocking it back in case there were any surprises as I made my way around the property gates, blinking heavily as my eyes adjusted to the streetlamp lighting. The surrounding area was awfully quiet for this time of the night, and I wanted nothing more than to finish the job with as little mess as possible. I worried that by coming alone, I’d be at higher risk of being recognized, because if I just slipped up a little, it’d only be a matter of time before word got back to my family. I’d been trying to distance myself from them ever since I decided it was time to start doing things on my own. Each one of my brothers was taking their own approaches to navigating their own businesses, and while some were succeeding more than others, I always managed to get left behind.
I wanted more out of life, and that was why I’d been fulfilling open-ended contracts hoping that the right hit would lead me to the business deal of a lifetime. Right now, I had to focus on getting in, putting a bullet in this man’s head, and getting out before the alarms would sound. I picked the lock on the back door, slipping in before any of the surrounding guards could see me. I heard voices coming from the living room as I snuck through the dark kitchen, gazing out into the hallway to see the only light illuminating from that room. I heard the soft crackle of the fireplace as the conversation continued uninterrupted, while I stood there, happy that they weren’t alerted to my presence.
I was loath to admit I didn’t have as much practice doing this job as my brothers had, nor was I able to come out on top the way they managed to. I still felt my heart beating heavily in my chest whenever I went out to finish one of these jobs, and I could only hope that in all my efforts to build my own business in the Bratva community, I’d hear my name far more than any of theirs. I took a deep breath, trying to relax my muscles for any swift movements that were going to take place. I had to strike with precision and make sure that I got my money in the process. This was a mutual kill, completing a contract for a man I despised, but paid well alongside collecting on the money I’d loaned. This was the way I did business, making sure that I got the most bang for my buck whenever I lent out any cash to men in desperate need.
I heard voices getting closer to me; the two men lost in discussion were heading over to the bar. The clinking of their glasses cut through the silence as I continued to move in, noticing that the door to the bar was one that I’d be able to lock once I got their attention. So, I stopped the stream of hesitation that was running through me, charging for the door and shutting it behind me. I held the gun up in the general direction of them both, as their glasses dropped to the floor, and it didn’t take them very long to recognize me.
“Aleksandr, what the fuck are you doing in my house?” asked one of the men, backing up as though he thought he’d be able to exit this small, enclosed room.
“I’m here to collect what I’m owed, Eduard. I gave you a specific timeline, and I told you what was going to happen if you didn’t return the money to me in time,” I said, giving him a chance even though I knew he wasn’t going to give up the money.
“I-I need a few days to get it together. Please, Aleksandr, I promise I will return your money. Please,” he begged, and I was starting to run out of patience just before the other man he was with tried to jump over the bar and toss a few expensive bottles at me. They were both foolishly caught without their weapons and they had no choice but to think outside of the box.
I didn’t hesitate as I shot at the other man, getting him right in the lower back as he keeled over. Eduard looked back at him in horror, worried that was going to soon be him, and I had to do my part to prove him right.
“Aleksandr, please don’t do this! I have a family!” he tried to plead with me.
“And where is that family of yours? You don’t have any kids, your wife can’t wait to get rid of you, and I’m just doing everyone a favor to expedite that process,” I said, firing off bullets that tore into his chest, watching his body fall directly over his expensive bar, meeting his friend.
I didn’t have much time, I had to find the money fast and get out of there before Eduard’s guards could find me. I was closed in, so if I didn’t leave right away, I was going to have to shoot my way out and hope that I came out of it alive. I decided to play it smart, rushing out of there and up to the master bedroom. I searched around for a safe, but to my surprise, Eduard didn’t have one. I hurried into the bathroom, going through the walk-in closet where I found a leather duffle bag resembling the one I’d given him the money in. I bent down, opening up and realizing it was still full. The fucker has been holding my money this entire time, but why? Was he really just that greedy? I asked myself, zipping it back up as I tossed the strap over my shoulder, opening up the balcony door in the bathroom, and started to make my escape.
I carefully climbed down each ledge, holding onto the outdoor wall sconces until I could get my footing in the exact right place to make it to the ground with as minimal damage as possible. Just as I managed to head off into the bushes, I heard the panicked yelling of Eduard’s c
ronies as they realized that someone had taken him out. They were going to have the entire place crawling with men in minutes, and I wasn’t about to stick around to see how that all played out.
I got out of there as fast as I could, feeling the blood rush to my ears as I tossed the duffle bag into the passenger seat and drove off into the night. I cracked open the window to feel the air on my face, calming me down as I took a sigh of relief that I managed to get out unscathed yet again.
I arrived back at the house just after four o’clock in the morning, glancing down at my shirt to see that I had Eduard’s blood splattered on me. I headed inside, not even thinking twice about who might be waiting there for me. I smelled the sweet scent of her perfume the minute I made it through the front door, watching as she came in to meet me through the living room in her tall, black patent heels and unhappy eyes. It didn’t even cross my mind that she’d be waiting here for me, but I realized I’d been ungentlemanly yet again.
“You had me waiting for hours, I was starting to think that you’ve found another woman to occupy your time,” she said, and I had to agree that it was quite possible.
“Work ran late, Nina. I have a job to do, and I didn’t ask you to wait around for me,” I said, sounding far angrier than I would’ve liked.
“Now, now. Don’t get your panties in a bunch. You’re here now, and I’m still in the mood for a good time, if you are,” she said, caressing my cheek.
“Get upstairs, and get down to your La Perlas. I’ll be up in a minute, I need a drink,” I replied, and she nodded, smirking at me.
I met Nina at a bar a few nights ago, and told her that I wouldn’t mind exploring her body for a few nights, but not to expect anything more out of it. She knew I could drop her the minute I got bored, but something told me that she didn’t quite care. She liked the way I handled her, she liked how much power I exuded over her whenever we got into bed together. She was certainly a little extra frustrating tonight, and I decided to teach her a valuable and mind-blowing lesson.
I poured myself a glass of hard liquor, something to keep me interested long enough to finish. I didn’t mind toying around with her, but for me, she was starting to lose that initial spark she’d had the moment I laid eyes on her the very first time. However, she was here and willing, and I’d be a fool not to take advantage of that opportunity. Once I got up to my room, I saw her there all sprawled out on the bed for me in her matching blush pink lace panties and bra, a lovely contrast to her tan skin and dark hair. I was never really into brunettes, but there was something that enticed me at the time we had our first conversation that resulted in a few nights of harmless fun. After the evening I’d had, I certainly needed a bit of a pick-me-up.
“Get on your hands and knees,” I instructed and she obeyed. I unbuckled my belt, pulling it out from my dress pants as I folded both of her arms behind her back, tying it as tight as I could, looping it through so she couldn’t move.
“Hey!” she exclaimed, but as I ran my fingers over her wet pussy, she quieted down, letting me take control.
“You said that I shouldn’t get my panties in a bunch, let’s see how you like it to have yours ripped clean off,” I said, ripping the lace to shreds as my fingers spread open her perfect pussy lips, watching as the light caught it at the perfect angle. I felt the urge begin to surface within me, and I let my pants fall to the floor, kneeling over her as I held her hands for support, as I rammed my dick inside of her.
“Next time you want to have an attitude, don’t forget what I’m going to do to punish you,” I whispered in her ears, listening to her moan as I thrust deep inside of her, not giving her a chance to catch her breath.
I slapped her ass cheek hard, leaving a little red mark behind as I fucked her. I glanced back to see her ass cheeks bouncing against my torso, and her moans grew louder, and I knew that if I didn’t shut her up, she was going to wake the help. I wrapped my arm around her while I drove my dick further into her pussy, holding my hand over her mouth as she let out a scream just as I began to pick up the pace.
“Yeah, you fucking like that, don’t you?” I said. Her body squirmed with pleasure under me while I gave her exactly what she’d been waiting for the entire evening. She started to quiet down, and I pulled her hair back, feeling the warmth of her pussy caress my dick as I fucked her harder with every passing minute, feeling her cum slip down my shaft.
“Fuck! Oh my God, fuck!” she screamed, as her clit began to swell, my balls slapping against her as I thrust.
“Hush now, Nina. I’m not done with you yet,” I said, and she glanced over her shoulder to look at me, her skin flushed, shooting me a perfect smile.
I held her by her hair, guiding her up as I slipped my dick out of her pussy, bringing it around to her lips. I drove it into her mouth and fucked her face, watching those beautiful piercing eyes look up at me, as it hit the back of her throat. Her tongue moved along my shaft and my dick tensed up between her lips. I watched as she licked it, as her lips glistened in the low bedroom lighting, and she nodded at me, begging for more. She wanted to feel every inch of me, but I was going to make her wait just a bit longer. I reached down, fingering her clit while she sucked me off, watching as she lost all control with my dick still sitting patiently in her mouth.
“Suck it,” I commanded, and she obeyed, fighting the urge to orgasm while she took my dick deeper into her throat until her lips wrapped around my base. It was the perfect intermission, leaving me oiled up and ready to go again.
I turned her over on her back, her hands still bound behind her as I lifted those toned legs of hers up onto my shoulders, letting my dick slip inside of her. I rammed her hard and fast, rubbing on her clit as she whimpered. I looked at her lying there under me, perfectly satisfied, blushing and ready for more, but I was done for the evening. I came inside of her, filling her up with my warmth as I released my dick, watching it pour out onto my sheets. It’s a mess some unfortunate soul is going to have to clean up in the morning, because now I need to sleep.
We ended our night right there and I didn’t care whether she stayed or left. I curled up on the other side of the bed, tossing the sheets over me and drifting off. I needed rest, because I had business I needed to tend to come sunrise. There were going to be a few very happy men waiting to pay me once they learned that everything went down without a hitch. Maybe I am good at this after all, good enough to do this my way. Only time will tell.
Chapter Two: Irina
Another day stuck in a time-warp, wishing I could go back to a time when my life was solely about me, I thought to myself as I rose from gold silk sheets, tossing my auburn hair over my shoulders, ready to face another day. There was a tray with my breakfast and a cup of tea waiting for me, still piping hot as though one of the servants had just brought it in. I moved over to the balcony doors, opening them up and allowing the curtains to dance freely in the air. I needed a bit of fresh air after the night I’d had, waiting around for Edik to come home again. I’d been cooped up in this house for far too long, aimlessly awaiting a man who never seemed to value anything else apart from his money.
I remembered the first day I laid eyes on Edik. He was a tall, handsome bachelor who captivated my attention from the moment he approached me in a late-night bar. I was out with a few of my girlfriends, hoping to blow off some steam, but having met him, I knew I wouldn’t be able to get him off my mind. He did everything the right way, courting me with such passion it was hard to ignore, until he decided to make me his and everything changed after that. We were bound together without titles, and I wasn’t sure we’d ever actually get married, but I was required to do my part and stand by his side for fear of what he might do if I didn’t. We’d now been together for two years, trying not to get at each other’s throats as we went about our lives. He’d given me a better life, or at least that was what I liked to tell myself.
The night I left home had burned a hole in my memory, as my parents begged me not to go off with this dangerous m
an, his roots tied to the mafia. I couldn’t help it then, because it was the kind of enticing adventure that I was looking for. It took me a very long time to realize what I had thrown away in the process, now sticking around to abide by his rules so he didn’t kill me. I didn’t even have the bragging rights of being the wife of a mafia man while I sat around all day hoping that he’d one day find it in his heart to ask.
As the days trailed on, he’d become more distant than ever, and I knew that he’d been dealing with a lot at work. His business was an unpredictable mess, one he’d been trying to get under control for a very long time. I was afraid that if he lost everything, I would be dragged down with him, and I wasn’t sure that was something I’d ever be okay with. Right now, the influx of money was still the same, and I could live out my rich housewife dreams from the comfort of his mansion, finding any and every excuse to get out when I could.
When I was a young girl, I thought that I’d never tire of sitting around all day with people at my beck and call, shopping my problems away and being surrounded by every luxury item I could ever imagine. It all grew to be pretty old pretty quickly, and I’d been trying my best to stay on Edik’s good side. There’d be moments where I’d see a glimmer of the man he used to be, when he’d crawl into bed with me after having a long day, giving me the passionate sex that threw me for a loop soon after we first met. Now, I was starting to see that he’d taken an interest in other women again, that I simply paled in comparison to them, and there was absolutely nothing I could do to retaliate.
