Arranged Bratva Love

Adelaide

“You’re quiet today,” Nathan said.

Leo stood a few feet away looking every part the disapproving guard. He wouldn’t allow me to be alone with Nathan, even though I knew he was a good guy. My one and only best friend.

“I’m sorry. I’ve got a lot of things on my mind.”

“You can share them, you know.” Nathan glanced back at Leo and frowned. “Does he have to come to every single one of our meet-ups?”

“My husband is a little bit paranoid. This makes him feel safer.”

“I’m surprised he’d allow you to come and see me.”

I pressed my lips together.

“Ah, I take it he doesn’t like it?”

“I … I don’t have to do everything he wants.”

Nathan laughed. It was a deep, throaty laugh as he sat back.

I felt a little cold. The summer was ending fast and fall was approaching. I normally loved this time of year, heading into winter. I loved the seasons-Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year. There was so much to enjoy and celebrate during this incredibly dark period, and yet, nothing felt right. My marriage was a complete disaster.

Andrei and I were simply existing together. In the past few weeks, he’d been so busy with work. He rarely came home for dinner, and when we were in the same room for longer than five minutes, we ended up yelling at each other.

Some people would think I was a fool to anger my husband in such a way. He was Bratva, but I just couldn’t help it. He drove me crazy. I was so angry at him, but also, he made me feel so alone.

Wrapping my arms around myself, I tried to ward off the cold.

Nathan tutted. “I don’t know who you’re trying to please with these outfits you wear, but it’s not me. You’re going to catch your death in this.”

I smiled as he removed his jacket and placed it over my shoulders. “What about you?”

He shrugged. “I run hot. I’m not cold at all.”

“I can’t take your coat.”

“You can, Adelaide. It’s the least I can do.”

I sighed. He always seemed to be taking care of me. “So, how long will you be staying?” Nathan had only meant to be here for a couple of weeks, but his plans had changed, and he’d been staying at some hotel. I couldn’t remember the name of it.

“A couple more weeks. Business is going great. Also, I can’t just leave, not yet.” He nudged my shoulder. “I’ve got my bestie most days. You know how selfish I can be.”

I laughed and rolled my eyes. “You’re not selfish at all.”

“When am I going to meet this husband of yours?” he asked. “You won’t even allow me to come and visit you at your place. You do know how secretive you’re being?”

“My husband is not for everyone.” She shrugged. “Trust me, you’re not missing a whole lot.”

Nathan was interrupted by the ring of his cell phone. “I’ve got to take this.” He stepped away from me and I leaned forward, staring down at the ground. His jacket was nice and warm, but the chill I suffered was from the inside and there was no getting away from that.

My life had taken a dramatic turn. I don’t know what was worse-my current stalemate with Andrei now, or when I was bored out of my brains.

Nathan returned seconds later. “I hate to do this, but I’ve got to head off. I’ve got a meeting to attend. Can we do this another time?” he asked.

“Yeah, of course. Sure. Work is far more important. Here,” I said, removing the jacket, “take it back.”

“No, you keep that on. I don’t want you to catch a cold.” Nathan wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. “I don’t know what’s going on with you, babe, but please, you have to learn to trust me. I can make it all better for you.”

I wanted to tell him that I felt better already, but I just embraced the hug. He felt good, warm, and comfortable.

Pulling away, he dropped a kiss onto my forehead. “See you soon.”

I waved at him, watched him leave, and then turned toward an ever-disapproving Leo.

“Andrei wouldn’t like this,” he said.

“You sent him pictures. If he had any issue, he’d be here, rather than allowing you to guard me.”

“Do you have any idea what this is potentially doing to his reputation?”

“What?”

“You’re visiting a man often. Word of this gets out, Andrei becomes a laughingstock.”

This made me laugh. “You’re kidding, right?”

He raised a brow. I didn’t know how he was able to look so disapproving with one glance. I didn’t like it, but rather than tell him, I just offered him a glare. “I don’t mean anything … he’s a friend, okay? The only person I know and trust.”

My cell phone rang, and I answered it without looking at who called.

“Hello,” I said.

“Hello, dear sister, long time no chat.”

“Bethany?”

“You don’t have any other sisters hiding. It’s just me.”

I felt myself tense. “What do you want?” I asked.

Leo looked at me intently. To him, I was just one giant fuck-up. Nathan was no threat to me, to Andrei, to anyone. He was my best friend.

“I was thinking, it’s time for us to have a talk, don’t you agree? As sisters.”

“Why?” We’d never been close. Growing up, Bethany had despised me, and there was no love lost between us.

“Come on, darling, we’re sisters. There doesn’t have to be any bad blood between us. I’m insulted that you seem to think so.”

I didn’t think so. I knew so.

“There is much we can talk about. Come on, Adelaide. You always wanted a big sister, didn’t you?” she asked. “This is our chance to finally be close.”

I had no idea what she was up to, but I also didn’t want to head back home. “Where?” I asked.

She told me the restaurant. “I’ll meet you there in twenty minutes,” I said and hung up the phone.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Leo said.

“Then call Andrei and tell him to go meet her and deal with this. It’s my sister, Leo.”

Even though I said those words, I knew it was a lie. My sister was a viper. Her only course of action was to attack. That was what she did. She hated me for what had happened, but that was all on her. I hadn’t done anything to take her husband away.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Leo held the door of the car open, and I thanked him.

Sitting in the car didn’t help to make me feel better. In fact, all I felt was a whole lot worse about everything. This wasn’t what I wanted. Covering my face with my hands, I leaned back and took several deep breaths, attempting to find some peace and calm, but nothing helped.

“Andrei cares about you,” Leo said.

Dropping my hands, I look at my guard. “You don’t know that.”

“I have been driving him around for years, Adelaide. I’ve built up his trust, and yet, to help you, he put me in charge of your protection. He told me nothing could ever happen to you, and I will protect you with my life.”

“I don’t want that, Leo,” I said. “I don’t want you to do that.”

He snorted. “I will gladly do it.”

Tears filled my eyes as I thought of Andrei. “He’s difficult to get to know.” I had promised myself I wouldn’t get too close to Leo. He was doing a job and I wouldn’t pretend he was my friend.

“Andrei cares in his own way. Having his own territory is not easy and he’s under a lot of stress right now.”

“What kind of stress?” I asked.

“You will have to ask your husband.” He slowed the car down to park and I glanced over at the restaurant.

“Will you come in with me?” I asked. The thought of seeing Bethany without any kind of backup scared me.

“Yes.” Leo pulled the car away, going toward the parking lot. I climbed out of the car, and Leo moved toward my side, one hand at my back, the other at the base of his, and I knew he held his gun.

This was my new reality. Gone were the days of walking around nonchalantly.

We headed into the restaurant and I saw Bethany was already seated. She looked even more slender than usual. Leo let me go toward my sister, who stood when I got close, and air-kissed each of my cheeks.

“You look stunning, sweetheart,” Bethany said.

“You do as well.” She looked … ill, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. I could also tell with the way her lips were pursed, she’d gotten more work done.

There were times I felt like it was a competition between Bethany and our mother, about who could get the most work done. I hated hospitals, needles, anything like that, and so I was happy to keep my face and my body as it came to me.

“I’m so pleased you decided to see me. I was worried you wouldn’t.”

I frowned but didn’t get a chance to question her as the waiter came with a bottle of wine, pouring us both large glasses. He promised to return with the menus.

“Why wouldn’t I want to see you?” I asked.

“There’s a lot of history with us.” Bethany glanced down at the ring. “I guess Andrei decided that I could grace his bed, but I wasn’t the woman he wanted to mother his children.”

I froze. “You’ve not seen Andrei yet?”

Bethany pouted. “Do you still believe in monogamous relationships?” She tutted. “Honey, you of all people should know by now, that men don’t want that.” She held her hand out and pointed at her. “I’ve had to tell you this again and again. They want people like me, and I’m sure you can tell Andrei is getting his needs met. He leaves me very satisfied.”

These had to be lies. Andrei was moody. He wasn’t a happy man. Was that because he had to come home to her? Did he want to be with Bethany?

“Man, his tongue, it can do wonders on your pussy, can’t it?”

I hated this and felt sick to my stomach.

“This is why you wanted to meet with me?” I asked. “To tell me you’re having an affair with my husband?”

“Yeah, and I felt so bad about it. I was thinking we could come to some arrangement with him.”

The waiter returned to offer us the menus, but Bethany smiled. “I don’t think we’ll be needing these.” She handed over her card. “I’m sorry to have wasted your time.”

I shouldn’t have come here. I was an idiot to have thought for even a moment that Bethany wanted to have any kind of relationship. Staring at her now, I never thought I could hate a human being as much as I hated this woman. My sister-the woman I should be more than happy to die for, but I couldn’t stand. She had a cruel edge about her that knew no bounds. This woman was vile.

My marriage … there was no marriage, and knowing Andrei was having an affair, well, there was no way it was going to work. Not now. Not ever.

“Are you going to cry?” Bethany asked.

“I have no reason to cry.”

Bethany chuckled. “You don’t have to be big and brave for me.”

I shook my head and smiled. “You see, Bethany, you think this matters to me. Do you think I care what you and Andrei are up to? You’re a perfect match for each other, but me, I was the one good enough to be married to.”

The waiter came back. “I’m sorry, Miss, but your card has been declined.”

I snorted. “That’s okay, Leo will pay the bill. After all, you may have Andrei’s dick, but at least I’ve got his money.”

I didn’t care about his money or his position, but I knew it would piss Bethany off, and I had to get out of there with my head held high. Even though all I wanted to do was collapse into a ball and sob.

****

Andrei

Leo had given me the update. He’d told me about the meeting with Nathan, and then the lunch Adelaide had with her sister. I should have known Bethany would be on some kind of warpath and Adelaide would be her target.

Standing in the penthouse suite, I waited for her to return. Rubbing my thumb and fingers together, I didn’t know what I expected, but as Leo and Adelaide entered, she looked calm and collected. Her eyes gave her away, though. They were full of so much emotion. The moment she caught sight of me, I knew she felt pain. Bethany had hurt her.

“Leave us,” I said.

Leo didn’t say a word, just opened the door and left.

Adelaide looked at the closed door before turning her gaze back on me.

“I should have known you’d be here. Was this to get a kick out of seeing what she’s done?” she asked.

“I have no idea what Bethany has done, but I can guarantee I don’t find any of this amusing.”

“I want a divorce,” Adelaide said.

“Not happening.”

Once you were part of the Bratva, you were there for life. There was no easy escape. Signing a piece of paper didn’t beak away from the Volkov Bratva. Only Ivan could grant such a motion and as far as I knew, he’d never allowed a divorce to go through. No one had gotten away. Unless it was six feet under.

“Fine. Then we’ll go for an annulment. How about that?” she asked. “We don’t have to get a divorce. Sex has to have happened between two people for there to be a need for divorce. I know!” She screamed at me and I watched her eyes fill with tears, and I hated them.

“What do you know?”

“About you and Bethany. I know you’re sleeping with her. I know it’s why you don’t need to be with me. Is that it, huh?” she asked. “Is that why you don’t want me to touch you because you can’t stand the thought of these hands on your body? You’ve got Bethany, and I don’t compare?”

So that was what Bethany was trying to do. To drive a wedge between us. I was still having to deal with her drug dealer, but I had my men on the bastard’s tail. Now that Bethany had meddled like this, I wasn’t going to help her. That nasty fucking bitch was going to get what came to her.

“You know what, I don’t need to hear you say it. Do you think I don’t know that I’m nothing like Bethany? I’ve been told that all my life. She has taken everything from me. Anytime I had friends, she stole them away, turning them against me. I had no boyfriends because Bethany made sure to always be around. The only person I ever had was Nathan, and you keep trying to take him away from me too. What is your game? Is it to make me miserable?”

“I have never touched Bethany,” I said.

She shook her head. “Liar.”

I moved toward her, and Adelaide shocked me as she took a step toward me too.

“You don’t scare me.”

“You’re lying.”

“I want out of your life. I want to be as far away from you and this fucked-up life as possible. I hate it here and I hate you, and I want out.”

She went to hit me, but I captured her hands, holding them behind her back, causing her to be flush against me. She wriggled within my grasp, and this close, her body felt so good against mine. I didn’t want to let her go.

“Listen to me,” I said. “I have never been near Bethany. Even when we were engaged, I never fucked her. My dick has never been near her. I don’t like her. I can’t stand her. She’s a nasty fucking bitch.”

She shook her head. “I don’t believe you.”

“I know. The only woman I’ve been with in a long time is you. Just you. No one else.”

“You’re not with me.”

“What we shared the other night, that’s what I have had. Not Bethany.”

Tears spilled down her cheeks. “I still want a divorce. I can’t live like this. I don’t want to live like this.”

I let go of her hands and wrap them around her instead, trying to offer her comfort, even though I’m the last man she wants any of this from. She was not getting a divorce or an annulment. Cupping her face, I tilted her head back so she had no choice but to look at me. I swiped the tears off her face. She was too beautiful to cry.

Kissing each eyelid, I took possession of her mouth and started to move her through the penthouse suite, toward our bedroom. I would deal with Bethany very soon, but for now, I had my wife to handle.

Once inside our bedroom, I didn’t bother to close the door. I tugged my wife’s hair out of the bun, watching it fall freely. Next, I tore the clothes I had so carefully picked out for her, but hated. They were not her. I loved seeing her in sweatpants and shirts, jeans, the clothes that made her, her.

Running my hands over her body, I flicked the catch of her bra, and those luscious tits spilled out, and I cupped them in my hand.

“No,” Adelaide said.

“You want me to stop?” I asked.

“I don’t … Bethany…”

“Is nothing. She’s trying to get inside your head to ruin this, Adelaide. You’re my wife, and I have not been with another woman. I will never be with another woman.” I took her hand and laid her palm against my heart, letting her feel it beating. “I don’t trust easily. I’ve been hurt way too many times.”

No woman was allowed to touch me. Adelaide didn’t seem to understand that she was the only woman I craved. The only woman I had ever wanted to fucking touch me.

Ivan, the son of a bitch, knew this. He knew how hard I fought against this pull that Adelaide had over me. That bastard probably found it amusing. I didn’t.

Women were weakness. They made men fucking stupid, and many years ago, I had vowed to never allow one to make me weak, but Adelaide was different from the start. She didn’t even remember our first meeting all those years ago, but I remembered, and that was all that mattered.

Adelaide’s touch was light at first. I let go of her wrist to stroke down her body, following the indent of her waist, to spread out to the curve of her hip. She wasn’t leaving this bedroom a virgin. I wanted her virgin cunt on my dick. There was no way she was getting away from me.

Grabbing my shirt, I tore it open, not caring as the buttons flung left and right. I allowed her to place her palm directly over my heart, to feel it beating. This is what I wanted.

Adelaide stared at her hand.

My body was covered in ink, to hide the scars from my body. For me to know that I had been the one to win. Not my father. Not anyone.

I was strong. Others were weak.

I gripped the back of her neck, tilting her head back, and stared into her eyes. “Don’t ever let Bethany come between us. She is not you. She will never be you.” And before she had a chance to respond, I took possession of her lips, drawing her close until her breasts touched my chest. Her hand was between us, but I ravished her mouth.

Letting go of her neck, I slid my hand down her back, gripping the cheek of her ass, giving the plump flesh a soft little tap. She had such a ripe ass. Using both hands, I kneaded the flesh, and it made my dick so hard.

Moving her toward the bed, I laid her down.

“Wait?” She held her palm up. “I want to see you.”

She could have anything she wanted. All she had to do was say the word. I removed my clothes easily.

Ink decorated my legs and parts of my thighs. I’d gotten them when I was younger. Crawling onto the bed, I moved Adelaide until she was against the pillows. Dropping a kiss to her lips, I trailed my mouth down, sucking each of her hard nipples into my mouth. She arched up. My name spilled from her lips as I used my teeth to arouse her.

Her grip on the blanket tightened, and I kissed down her body, going toward her pussy. Spreading open her thighs, I stared down at her pretty virgin cunt. No other man had been inside her before. She was all mine, and I fucking loved that. No other man was ever going to know how tight she got, how wet.

To take her tonight, I was going to have to make her dripping. She was going to feel pain. Woman always did on their first time. She’d be my first and only virgin.

I sucked her clit into my mouth, sliding my tongue back and forth across the sensitive bud. I loved hearing my name echoing off the walls. I was doing everything right. The urge to fuck her with my tongue was strong, but I held off. The only way I was breaking that hymen was with my stiff cock. Focusing all my attention on the swollen bud, I stroked her clit, bringing her closer to orgasm.

One day soon, she was going to come with my dick deep inside her, so I could feel her milking every single drop.

I didn’t have to wear a condom, and Adelaide came, screaming my name. Her body was overcome by the pleasure, and I didn’t draw out the pain.

Moving between her thighs, I stopped stroking her pussy, grabbed my cock, aligned the tip to her entrance, and slammed balls-deep inside her, tearing through the thin piece of flesh that made her a virgin. In doing so, I consummated our marriage, finally, stopped any chance of annulment, and made Adelaide mine in every single way that counted.

She screamed, and her body tensed. I captured her hands, holding them against the bed so she wouldn’t hurt me. Not that her fists could fight me off. She was no match for me.

Tears filled her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. Her cunt was so tight. I knew it would be. There was no easy way to claim a virgin. I waited, being patient, allowing her to become accustomed to my sheer size before I started to thrust within her. Going deep, making her take all of me.

I hated that I hurt her, but now, there was no chance Bethany would come between us again. I was going to fill my wife with my cum, and have her completely dripping with it. She would be pregnant in no time.