Chapter 25: Chapter 25

Elijah*

"I told you I don't like that weasel and his contracts. I do not trust him." Growling, getting angrier the longer I think about the slimy bastard using the code on us. Once a favour is done from one mafia member to another, the other party is obligated to repay the kindness whenever or however it is been called. Even to his own detriment or there will be a penalty. The shitty rule was made to stabilize qualms within each mafian party.

"You can't keep refusing him Vlad. Now that that woman is involved in your life, you have to rethink your decisions. You don't want to loose her, Do you?" Tricky and true. He can do anything now he and everyone else knows I have a woman whom I will do anything for; to protect her from their likes. He's right.

He sighs watching me react amiss and I know its my right to react however I want with the

cunning man."Vladimir, you are the new Russian head and whatever you say goes." The man who began raising me as his own son, played the parent role when my parents got killed looks up at me. Face hard and wrinkles free in his golden age.

Cutting him short. "Why do I sense a 'but' missing in the sentence?" He stands up, buttons his black jacket walking to look at the garden.

"But;" He says pointedly facing me to understand the effect to where his point hits most and I don't give a flying fuck. "We are the mafia and we cannot act rash in matters like this."

In anger, I throw my glass filled cup to anywhere. "Then reject his contract. I am done with that now." His face hardens cautioning my anger. Not flinching at my tantrums, just looking to where I wasted his gifted Russian liquor then back at me.

"You know the number one rule that guides all mafia family. Assasin or not." That seems to cool me off still I boiled inside taking a turn heading past him and into the mansion to my sleeping woman.

Pausing as I got to his side. Gritting the words out meaning every ounce of it. "This is the last time and the next time he calls for a job, he will be my next job. Tell him that." Storming off past him to the only one who can tame my demons.

I need to get her out of Russia.

Sonia*

Eyes closed and reminising about the past days in Russia and what New York holds for us...me; I cannot get to erase Elijah's words out of my head. Coming from a country and family who projects the values and importance of family have me rethinking this whole thing. What if I get pregnant, will he reject him? Those words delve deeper playing with the nerves in my brain has the huge bell going off in my head that all the time we have had spontaneous sex, it was done with no protection of any kind. How stupid have I been and still am. I need to buy a pregnancy test as soon as possible before he finds out himself that I may likely be carrying the Russian mafia. Hating me or worst our baby.

"Nia?" His deep masculine sexy voice snaps me out of the shallow thoughts clouding my head. "We are here." He looks sceptically at me tilting his head in a scrutinizing manner. I give a feigned smile adding a nod with it which I know he did not believe at all.

He sits besides me taking my hand to his caressing it softly, leaving heart warming kisses that has my heart beating at an incredibly amazing way. "Are you okay?" combusting at the rate his smouldering sexy eyes gaze into my hazels trying to read my guarded heart.

"Yeah, a little bit feeling jetlag." I give a smile. "Come on, I'm famished." He nods pulling me up with him. Helping me down the jet, we walk hand in hand into the black escalade driving ahead and begins us are Elijah's bodyguards. We drove longer than the minutes we usually take, looking out the window everywhere is surrounded by huge trees.

"Elijah?" He faces my weary face. "Where are we heading to? The penthouse is like the other way round." I ask putting in motion my hand.

"I'm taking you home." My brows quirks in confusion.

"Home? Where is home? Isn't home back there?" Please don't tell me he want to send me packing, slyly. I will never forgive him for that.

"You will see." Is the simple reply he gave. My mind accelerated to diverse places thinking of what I might have missed. If I was disobedient or maybe he got tired of me. I slouch back sulking and pouting, biting my lips in anxiety. He glance at me, a ghost smile crosses his face which I did ignore.

So seeing is what I sat back doing. Silence envelopes us as we drove along the lone road to the middle of nowhere till we got to the fine household. Huge, white and mighty structure standing distinct in the middle of the woods. A goofy smile appears on my lips turning to his expectant face. My eyes couldn't get off the beautiful house as we step down from the Range Rover.

"You look scared seconds ago. Why?" He walks suavely to me in long strides. With his thumb,

he tilts my head to his commanding gaze, the answer escapes out of my lips.

"Thought you wanted to slyly send me away." Looking into his hypnotic eyes feeling anything but euphoric this moment.

Grinning cockily. "That opportunity is gone now Princess. I gave it to you on a platter of gold and you refuse. Why?"

"I realized that I also cannot live without you."I confess. The words escapes my lips like a word vomit. Clearly, he didn't expect the bluntness, gripping my waist as he pulls me closer to him. A lustful mist hovers above us as we look into each others eyes waiting for one of us to instigate what our bodies has already instigated. "Why have a house in the middle of nowhere?"

"Space. Silence. Peace." Standing side by side with me, hands deep in his pockets he answers.

"And you can't have it there in the city. What if something happens to you?" Another shocked look this time with a grin crosses his face which I rolled my eyes at. Just because I don't say or act it doesn't mean I never care.

"There are landmines situated all over the place from one mile distance away. If any movement happens I get a warning sound deploying it." Whoa, that's so coo..

"What?And you didn't tell me! What if I supposedly stepped on one?" I scream at him which he chuckles.

"It is not deployed yet, and I have the control with me. You don't need to be afraid when you are with me. I won't let anything happen to you. I will give my life for you." Brain freeze, heart burst, nerves override, mouth dry like the desert and me looking at this handsome sexy Russian Mafia head.

It's official. I own Elijah's heart but does he own mine?