Mikhail’s eyes widened as the bullet almost ended his life. And in his daughter’s hand, too. He stared at her wide-eyed and then stepped back. Ash’s wolf-like eyes were glowing in a menacing shade of blue, the same as his. But what terrified him was that there was no clemency in hers.“Father, I do not want to do this. But you’re leaving me with no choice.”“It seems you have completely disregarded the fact that I was the reason why you were even born in this world! Why do you have all the wonderful and expensive things? Have you completely lost your mind? Have you long abandoned our family and the memories we made in Petersburg?!”Ash shut her jaw and looked away, not wanting to cry in front of him and show him any weakness. She knew her father very well. The moment she would show her weakness, he would turn the tables on her. Right now, she has the trigger to his chest, and she cannot lose that fight. “We made no good memories for me to carry on, Father,” she told him. “And you were
Three weeks since the abduction of Tyrion, Ash, and Damien have not spoken to each other. The Blackwell manor had been silent since the day Tyrion had been taken away from them. Yuri Vasiliev arrived after a business meeting with his emerging company when he heard of the news, so he immediately stormed in the Blackwell residence to see how his sister was doing. Damien was the first person he met upon going inside. Damien was on the couch, his forehead stuck in his two palms as he leaned against the table. Two bottles of scotch were on the table, all emptied to the brim. “Where’s my sister?” Yuri asked him with his new secretary trailing on his back, frantically preventing him from coming inside. Damien lifted his head and then looked Yuri in the eye.“We shouldn’t have gone to the amusement park.” He said. “Yeah, you shouldn’t have.” Yuri sighed. “But there’s no point lamenting about it. Is this the first time you fucked up?”Yuri grabbed his collar. “Why are you just sitting here g
“So talking to the Norwoods and the Colton might give us some insights into where our father would be?”Damien crossed his arms and grabbed his trench coat. “That is indeed the case. I will go and see either of those families and see what I can get.”“I’m coming with you.” Ash stepped forward, but Damien made her sit on the couch again.“You’re exhausted, Ash.” He kissed her forehead. “This was a mistake on my part, so I have to fix this.”“Don’t get hurt,” Ash told him. “I don’t want anything to happen to you, too.”“Nothing will happen to Damien, Ash,” Yuri reassured him. “Let’s go. I know the Norwoods very well.”“Of course you do.” Damien shrugged his shoulders. “You conspired with them to bring me down.”“Let’s not fight, please,” Lilian told them. “What’s important is that we find Tyrion before your father can do something to him. Carlton, you should accompany them too.”“No.” Damien stopped him. “If they see that a member of the police is coming, they’ll become vigilant. We nee
“Damien it’s me, Carlton. Are you with Yuri?”Damien stretched his neck for a bit as he was driving. “I am coming back home. It is late at night. Ash demands I go home now. Why?”“I got some information from the correction officers that frequent Clarissa’s cells. They confirmed that she indeed has a visitor these past days. I’m back in your manor. Come quick and call Yuri too.”“Really?” Damien nodded. “Alright. Let’s meet in the house.” Damien gave Yuri a call too and they all returned back to the place. Damien removed his coat and gave it to the maids before coming back to the family who were now discussing in the living room. Once Damien’s presence is shown, they all stand up to greet him. A few seconds after, Yuri arrives too just in time. They all gather around the living room.Carlton then puts an envelope on the table. “These pictures are taken from the CCTV camera in the prison. It was not easy to get these.”“How much did they ask.”“It drained my bank account if I am going
PETERSBURG, KRAVSKA, 27 YEARS AGOThe news about the arrival of President Wellis of the States erupted the news. Just like any festival, the streets of Kravska welcomed every foreigner that came into their place, except for some locals who didn't really favor their arrival. Amongst these people who were unwelcoming was the most notorious gang of the capital of Kravska, the Sumerkis— which is feared by both the locals as well as the government for their rise to power. They were composed of thousands of gang members that prowl the streets of Petersburg at night and engage in shady transactions and drug dealing. They were also known for human trafficking and selling prostitutes to high officials of the city. The Sumerkis are known to run the biggest casino in Kravska, the Dawn, where most of the high-profile celebrities, foreigners, and even government officials spend most of their day gambling. And when they owe the Dawn some money for their losses, the Czar is whom they deal with.
A young girl heard the sound of a gun ringing through the entire house. Being overly familiar with what it was, she opened her eyes wide and quickly jumped out of bed. She tiptoed slowly towards her door and listened closely to the sound of whispering in the hallways, people that didn’t speak her dialect. Her chest raced further. Reaching out for a small knife from her drawer, the eldest daughter of the Vasiliev family crept beside the door, waiting for someone to come inside her bedroom. She gripped the blade tightly as she could hear them stopping in front of her room. They started picking the lock of her room. “Faster! We need to kill her too!”“Boss didn’t say anything about killing their family!”“What the fuck are you talking about? She is just like any other Vasiliev! Did you hear? This particular one is a great fighter—“A knife causes him to cut off his words. The talking Vigilante immediately dropped to the ground with a hole in his stomach, making him dead. His other frie
The young girl woke up in a hospital bed. Wires lodged all throughout her body. The walls were so white that they almost blinded her. At first, she didn’t realize where exactly she was, but upon seeing the machines all around her, she immediately knew where it was. It was the same room the people in white coats took her siblings when their condition grew worse when they’re ill. That’s all she knew. She panicked, frantically looking around her surroundings, worried about the fate of her other siblings, but no matter where she looked, she couldn’t find them. “You’re awake,” a gentle voice of a woman was the first sound she heard. A woman dressed in a lavish fuschia dress with white fur suddenly emerged from the foot of her bed to her side near the machine. Ash lifted her eyes slowly, clenching her jaw slowly at the person before her. “Who’re you?” “My name is Rose.” the woman introduced to her, then sat on the space beside her bed, “And you are Anastachya Vasiliev. Daughter of Yulia
People cheered around the ring as a small girl was constantly being beaten up by a huge man whose arms were thrice the size of her thigh. Blood splurted everywhere as the girl flew from all across the ring. The people chanted the fighter's name as they took indulgence to see the girl being beaten to a pulp. The fighter laughed maniacally, throwing blow after blow against her stomach and skull. If she were any kid, she would've died at the moment he punched her head. If she was some little girl who knew nothing about fighting— her neck would've been twisted past Sunday, and she would've laid on the floor lifeless. But then again, she was special. All of a sudden, the fighter saw a faint glimmer of death in her eyes as if something flashed something uncanny between his sight. A face of a girl who wanted to skin him alive. "What the fuck are you looking at, hm?" he pushed her around, and the young girl just allowed him to. She was but a leaf, so light and really crum