The Russian Don – A Dark Mafia Romance

Julianna’s Pov:-Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Who is he?

I stared at him with curious eyes while they both were climbing the stairs; this Lorenzo guy is creepy. He gives a serious dominant vibe and looks like a dangerous man. The kind of man people stay away from or don’t mess with. Who is he though? Are Nikolai friends with these kinds of scary people? Of course, he is a Russian mafia don, what do you expect? My subconscious replied. Yeah… “Julia?” Penelope’s voice reached my ears, “Huh?” I turned back, “Why are you standing here?” she asked, confused. “I…. I was going back to my room… I’m exhausted,” I replied, “Oh, you should, you work a lot…” she smiled. ***

Later that day, after having a good sleep I headed out towards the garden. I had my mind wrapped around the fact that I loved the sex part with Nikolai. I feel like I’m in a seventeen years old body. I shook my head and tried to get out of it, all of a sudden I heard giggles and chatters from the living room. I glanced in the direction of it and saw a woman with a beautiful girl in her arms. She looked familiar to me, she’s adorable though. The woman beside the girl looked like her mother, she’s of average height and looked quite beautiful. She was with Flora, Penelope, and Roman. They sat down on the couch and were chatting. I noticed Roman sitting beside her and Dimitri wagging his tail. Who is she? “I’m so happy dear,” Flora said while holding her hand. “I’m excited for another Francisco, Venessa,” Penelope said with an excited expression on her face. Hearing my footsteps everyone turned to me, “Venessa… meet Julianna Mitchell, she’s one of Nikolai’s… friend, she live with us,” Flora introduced me to her, Venessa smiled at me. She looked quite young and she had a beautiful smile. Friend huh! My subconscious mocked. “Hello,” she greeted, “Julianna…Meet Venessa Francisco, she’s Lorenzo’s wife,” Flora introduced, Italians? I was confused. “Hi, nice to meet you,” I smiled back, my eyes moved to the baby girl beside her and I couldn’t stop myself from moving towards her. “And… who is this beautiful Baby girl,” I asked while lifting her up in my arms, she giggled and it was so adorable. “She’s Milina… Milly, my daughter,” Venessa smiles, “Milina… Such a beautiful name for a beautiful girl,” I said holding Milly in my arms, “Thank you,” she replied with a cute smile and blush, Everyone chuckled looking at her blush, Venessa was easy going. She has this homely vibe that makes everyone around her comfortable with her. I liked her. “So… you live in Los Angeles?” I asked, we were sitting in the garden and were just two of us. “Lorenzo’s business headquarters is at Los Angeles but we do visit Italy often… but now, the doctor advised me not travel much,” she replied, “Why?” I asked while pouring coffee in an empty cup, “because of my pregnancy,” She smiled while placing her hand over her belly, “Oh my, congratulations,” I offered the cup with a huge smile on my face, “Thank you, Julianna,” “Please, you can call me Julia,”

“Second?” I asked while glancing at her belly, “Yes,” she replied while glancing down, “You should visit us once, Julia, I’d love to show you around,” I wish I could tell her that I was kidnapped and held against my will here. “Sure,” I replied, My eyes caught the sight of Dimitri playing with Milly and Roman, they looked so cute. “How old is she?” I asked while watching Milly, “She just turned four” She replied, “Time flowed faster than ever,” I could see the love for her daughter in her eyes and made me remember my mom. I never saw any kind of love or affection for me in my mother eyes, it makes me wonder whether or not am I her daughter. She always shouts at me, made me feel ugly and unfit to be her daughter. She loved my sister more than me and always showered her with love. I wonder why? Is she not my mother? Growing up I had tons of doubts and questions inside my head about my parents but then I realised why do I care. If they love my sister more than me, then it’s fine, she’s my sister of course, and it’s not wrong. I can’t make them love me instead of my sister but I wish they could have treated us equally rather than this. They can love her as much as they want but I just wanted them to show just a tiny bit of affection for me but I never received any, then I decided to move out of their house for my self-peace but, I ask myself every single day did I ever got that self-peace? I don’t know the answer to that question. I did lose my self-confidence, their behaviour towards me lose my self-esteem and dought myself all the time. I wish I had a mother who loved me and treated me right. “Mama,” I hear Milly running towards Venessa with Dimitri on her tail, chasing her. “Careful, Milly,” Venessa held her as she tripped and was about to fall, “Mamma, Dimitri, Dimitri,” She giggled while pointing at him, “Dimitri, Stop,” She commanded and he stopped and sat down. “Good boy,” She bent down and stroked his fur. I watched Dimitri wagging his tail nonstop. Venessa must be close to this family, I wonder what relationship she and her husband have with Nikolai. I’m curious. “Hey,” I hear Penelope’s voice from behind and I turned back, “Get inside, Dinner is ready,” She yelled while gesturing to get in. I glanced at Venessa and we chuckled out loud. “Let’s go,” We headed inside and as soon as I entered the dining hall, my eye met Nikolai’s and he winked at me. I quickly looked away. I don’t know why I did that but I can’t have eye contact with him right now. I could feel my cheeks flushing at his simple action. What the hell? Stop blushing you, idiot! Stop it. Stop it. I glanced at the seat beside him and what happened last time rushed to my mind, I swallowed hard and skipped that seat and sat next to Penelope. His eyes followed my action, I noticed the raging anger in his eyes which shook my insides. Oh god! I glanced at him and saw his jaw clenched, his eyes literally glaring at me. He signalled me with his eyes to come and sit beside him. I shook my head while quickly looking away. My heart was pounding inside my chest as I felt his intense glare on me. I was scared of someone noticing us. I don’t want anyone to know about me hooking up with my captor. I feel ashamed as well good, I like having sex with him but am also ashamed of myself for that. My feelings are quite complicated. Author’s Note:- Hey guys, do leave your comments below and don’t forget to like the book and follow me.