sex-me boss.

-Are you sure you want to do this, boss?” asked one of Finn’s employees. He sighed heavily and turned his cold gaze on his employee. The latter just continued what he was doing. Finn wasn’t the type to break the law, and since this mobster had decided to get to him, he wasn’t going to let it happen. He was going to have his cargo bombed no matter where it went, it wasn’t his problem.

It had already been a while since everything had left, and Dimitri was dreading the moment when everything would cross the Neva Avenue road, so he was just waiting for the phone call from his men who would tell him whether everything had gone well or not.

-Dimitri, what are you going to do about that girl in the cellar? You asked us not to give her any more food, and she’s not even allowed water. Do you want her to die or what? What good will her corpse do you, can you tell me?

-I need her to tell me about her brother’s activities, so please keep her alive. I want you to bring her food and drink, just that and nothing else. I’m very impatient and I’m still waiting to hear from my men.

Youri left, leaving him alone to face his impatience and worry. He was thinking about the fact that if Paolo’s younger sister refused to talk, he might take his kid’s mother. He could have taken the kid himself, but under Mafia rules, it was forbidden to harm children, so he couldn’t do that. Two hours later, he picked up his car keys, ready to go and investigate. When he arrived in the living room, Yuri hurried to turn off the TV, which tipped him off that he was hiding something from him.

-I don’t want to talk too much, Yuri, so if you don’t want to make me angry, do as I say. Put back what you were looking at.

Yuri looked at the others he was in the room with. They didn’t agree with him, but he had no choice: the boss had just spoken. As he began to press the remote control, the guys came out, which aroused Dimitri’s curiosity even more, because seeing everyone nervous was not a good sign.

“Three cars exploded in the city of St. Petersburg at around midday, and those present at the scene suggest that it was a Mafia motorcade, and that the explosion came from the CEO of Martinov Enterprises. Aviation”, Dimitri had heard when the screen was switched on.

A sadistic laugh escaped his lips. He was seething at the moment, snarling like a wild beast crying out for vengeance from within. Finn Martinov had no reason to do such a thing to him, and he intended to resolve the situation. Explosion by explosion, he thought.

-Were you going to hide this from me, Yuri? that this daddy’s boy dared to stand in my way.

-But you know perfectly well that it’s not all his fault. The pact had been signed, but you were the one who violated it, so he took it as a provocation and acted like a boss. What don’t you understand?

-A provocation? Then the provocations will continue. I only needed an hour’s time but he couldn’t hold back from blowing up my cargo. Three cars for three companies to bomb, and just today.

Yuri looked at him, wondering what would happen. He couldn’t decide who was more powerful between Finn Martinov and Dimitri Savoski. Finn owned the aviation companies that the Russian population needed, so the government had a certain respect for him. Dimitri was the mafioso that every politician in the country feared, and he was ready to jeopardize their careers if he wanted, so nobody would mess with him.

-You don’t think your uncle is pulling your leg, do you? He’s the man who suggested you take Neva Avenue, knowing it’s forbidden.

-You’re going to tell me again that it was my uncle who also asked Finn to bomb my shipments? That’s nonsense, don’t you understand? Richard would never dare say he knew what to expect from me. Tell the others to get ready, because I’m going into action tonight.

After watching the news, Richard was the happiest. At last the two kids had done what he’d asked them to do, and he knew Dimitri couldn’t stand by after losing so much money, so he couldn’t wait to see Finn take the retribution.

Of his return to his mansion. Finn felt a little bad; he knew he could have gone to Dimitri to talk about this violation of the law but he’d refused to ever have to deal with a mobster so that was that. He hoped he wouldn’t be encroaching on his territory again. When he was about to take his bath, he heard his phone vibrate, a new notification no doubt.

“He shook his head and put his phone away without answering his friend. He didn’t need alcohol or women, but rather a good night’s sleep to get his day off to a better start the next day.

At around two in the morning, Finn heard a new notification from his phone, but he’d barely fallen asleep and didn’t want to get up. The ringing of his phone followed, and he thought that maybe he was wrong to think that the boys were sending him messages just to taunt him. Before his hand could reach his phone, the ringing had stopped. He retrieved it and looked at his messages.

“He didn’t believe it could be true, but when he opened the rest of the messages, they might have been different words, but they told him the same thing: his company had just been attacked and set on fire following an explosion. When he arrived at the scene, people were there and he was lost, paralyzed on the spot.

-You’re going to have to answer some questions if you want us to investigate, because the cops think it was a deliberate attempt.

It was only then that he came to his senses and saw that a few rays of sunlight had already come out. He didn’t know who had done it, but he was determined to take his revenge in the nicest possible way.

-Sir, would you mind talking to the cops?

-Fuck them. I think I’m capable of conducting my own investigation to see who’s behind this explosion, and that person will pay in blood. So many years of hard work, I’d have no sympathy for that person.

-who plots revenge should dig two graves, sir. I don’t know if it’s because you don’t want to understand, but three of your companies were victims of that explosion, resulting in the death of those who were there. Yesterday alone you blew up three of Dimitri Savoski’s cars, and his men lost their lives too; three shipments for three companies, so you’re even now.

Finn glared at him as he left. So it was just a settling of scores, but he wasn’t going to leave it at that. He was going to get even with this mobster in the worst possible way. He dodged the cops and took off. He needed to blow off some steam, and the only way to do that was at night. When he arrived, he went to the part of the bar reserved exclusively for him and poured himself a strong drink.

“After Mr. Finn Martinov refused to talk to the police this morning about what had happened, some people came to the conclusion that it was a settling of scores after what had happened the day before on Neva Avenue in the city of St. Petersburg. Is this the end of the peace between the shadow of the shadow and Martinov?”

-I’m asking myself the same question,” said Alexei, who had just arrived with Filip.

-Yes, it’s the end of the peace treaty between Savoski and Martinov. This man has turned my father’s hard work over the years into ashes, and I’m going to destroy his business. I’m going to show that smug, self-confessed power hound that strength doesn’t lie in wielding knives and daggers all day long.

-You’ve got to stop doing this, Finn. You’re the one who started this. I know perfectly well that he was wrong to break your rules about sharing territory, but you didn’t have to go through with the explosion. If he had wanted to destroy you, he wouldn’t have been satisfied with an explosion that would have allowed you to recover some of your infrastructure, he would have really put an end to Martinov. Aviation. If I were you, I’d go to him for that.

-You’ve got to be kidding me Alex, going to see him for what after what he did last night? It’s all his fault, so no, I won’t go and see him, and I’ll make him regret it. It’s time he said goodbye to the Russian mafia.

Alexei laughed in his heart but avoided letting it show on his lips for fear of offending Finn. The Savoski family had run the mafia for generations, and it was a powerful one. Dimitri had certainly made a mistake, but that didn’t mean he’d consciously provoked Finn, which was exactly what Finn didn’t know.

Richard had been happy the next morning when he’d seen the news. It was he who had blown the whistle to the anonymous press that it was a settling of scores between Martinov and Savoski because he knew that if the cops started sniffing around, his two toys would end up knowing that it was all his fault. He’d blown this because the police would never interfere with a story about two of Russia’s super giants. It was time he brought his Virginia into the game of two, and it was going to be a game of three. The latter would come in handy at last.

-Are you going out, darling?

-Yes, I’m going out, and just as you behaved in Texas at Yolanda’s, it’s time for you to behave in the same way, because you’re about to enter the game, and you and me are a thing of the past. Be ready for any moment, Virginia.

She poked her head out of the comforter, looking at Richard who was buttoning his shirt. She had no idea what she was going to do, and she hoped it didn’t involve Dimitri, because that man had been a source of trauma for her for years. She still hadn’t been able to forget him, and every time she did, she trembled with fear.

-Please tell me it’s not.

-We’re destined to succeed together, so I’m going to go. Start preparing your skin because I know Finn likes things refined and beautiful. I’ll see you later.

When the bedroom door slammed shut, Virginia caught her head in her hands. She couldn’t believe Ricard was going to do this to her. She’d never told him about what had happened while she was away, because if she did, he’d barbecue her for wanting to ally herself with the man he wanted to destroy at all costs.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Sitting in his office, re-watching all the TV channels that had been talking about the same thing since morning – the explosion of Martinov Enterprises and this supposed “clan war” – he still wasn’t satisfied with what he’d done. He didn’t want to react with violence, but he was facing his potential competitor from the same territory, so it was only natural that he should react.

-Boss Richard is here,” Youri announced.

He looked up at the latter, not at all understanding what Richard would be doing in his home at such an hour. It may have been eight in the morning, but that was no excuse for him to be at home. He didn’t want to welcome him to his office at all, so he went out and found him at the terrace where the latter had taken his ease, not surprisingly.

-Richard, what are you doing here?

-Stop complaining every time you see me Dimitri, I’m not your enemy for God’s sake, I just want to be there to guide you like a good father would. I know it was you behind that explosion and that you wanted to inflict on Finn what he did to you, but I hope you’re not unaware that you should expect reprisals because this one is just as hard-headed as you are. Going to war won’t help you at all, so it’s time to find some common ground.

Dimitri buried his hands in the pockets of his jeans before staring again at Richard. The man was changing from day to day, which wasn’t at all surprising, but it did surprise him. He might have asked him to hang Finn’s head in the center of St. Petersburg, but instead he was asking him to make peace.

-I don’t see how we can make peace. The evil is already here, so we’ll just keep on going until the best man wins.

-Do you think you’ll both get out of this alive? -No one’s going to survive. Maybe you’ll ask your mafioso friends for help, he’ll ask businessmen with mafia connections for help, you’ll get drafts and that’s how you’ll both die out. I propose a business marriage. Give him your sister in marriage and that’ll be that.

Dimitri looked at him and laughed even harder. His sister? but he’d never had a sister, not from his father or his mother, so he didn’t know where he was going to get this sister to marry him off and put an end to the feud.

-Are you kidding, Richard?

-No, I’m not kidding. All that matters here Dimitri, is peace, so I’m asking you to give him your sister, not everything can be done on the truth, even peace isn’t always made up of truth alone, I’m going to introduce you to someone who can play the role of sister for you and that’s how you’ll get out of this mess. She’ll be the best sister and the perfect wife for Finn, so he’ll know he’ll never hurt your sister and peace will return.

-my empire isn’t based on lies Richard, what if that brat opens her mouth? what if that girl spills the beans? it’ll really be war in Russia and with good reason then no, no I wouldn’t do such a thing because my father didn’t need such nonsense, no Savoski has needed this since this empire belongs to my family so no.

-Stop being difficult, will you? Stop acting as if your father had ever broken the law between him and Martinov. I’ll try to contact him. You know you won’t need to see him, I’ll take care of everything for you. I’ll just bring the girl along so you can tell her what you want to say, and that’ll be that.

Dimitri nodded. He hoped he’d have some time to think after Richard’s departure. The man’s help towards him was becoming toxic, but after all, he’d made a mistake first and it was best he apologized to bring peace.