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Your Caresses On My Skin

Chapter 3 You Live in My Thoughts, Ivonne. Two.

Word Count: 1761    |    Released on: 09/05/2023

, my family has the best deals with. I smiled as I entered his house. As always, he was dining alone in his din

t like him. Only a few people sit down to eat with me. I don't grant that privilege to just anyone. Not to me

r, as his father used to do deals with mine. Aleric, on the other hand, isn't the type of person

n't like anyone coming into my house, especially without my permission

ializing," I said, barely concealing my irritation. We have such similar personalities that we often get on our own nerves. "And if my

I knew exactly what he was about to do, so I did the same. We didn't waste time pulling out our guns and aiming them at ea

e?" I waited for his nod. If not, this would turn into a damn shootout, and I'd be at a si

't have them with you. I know you two are good friends, but you both have shitty tempers. So irritable," he added, sm

t me," he added, smiling. "You stopped being one of those when you decide

. I care more about her alive than buried," I replied with a grin, running my tongue over my teeth in a smirk. "I need weapons, diff

you what you're asking for overnight, and I have 'orders' before yours," Aleric's fat

s soon as possible. Just give me a number, and I'll give it to you. You know tha

eaded straight to mine. Antoine glanced at me in the rearview mirror. He had a question, but he couldn't bri

ng you so much?" I asked

, while they number in the hundreds, and the guns you ordered are al

ence, but inevitably, I thought about that girl. Today, when her letter arrived, I found myself thinking about her mo

l just look like a fool, believing in something that wasn't real. I wished to see her, to meet her. There was something in her writing that stirred a fe

their services. I also sent Antoine to recruit people from the most remote neighborhoods in the city.

These poor fools have no idea who they've messed with. I grinned devilishly, a gestu

ne W

inally, I can leave this place, take what's rightfully mine, and get as far away from m

beside me, a smile lighting up her face. She understood the significance – she would

ing. And indeed, they had been worth every damn moment. I couldn't contain the happiness welling up

was awakened by Anastasia shortly after, her expression giving away that something wa

t. She had likely discovered something. Those ba

" she said. "We need to leave quickly. I guess you were right when you jo

t woman would go to. After all, she had no qualms about getting involved with her brother-

she sometimes called me. I got up and put on some slippers. Everythin

ing her name too. I suppose after so many years

sly, leaving a couple of pillows on the bed to

d to use it, it was an easy way to get out of the rooms quickly. Suddenly, we heard two loud

e that everything would turn out fine, really, but if they had already fired shots, they must have real

oing to escape. But we wouldn't give up, we would try to get out

the kitchen. We locked the door and tried to open it again, but nothing worked. Ann couldn't handle the pressure and grabbed a chair, which

e, even the streetlights struggled to shine. Every step we took seemed to resonate in the silence of the pavement, creating an echoing effect. My heart was

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“Nikolay Petrov, heir to a large billionaire sum and the family business; only child; obstinate; Trained since childhood only for one thing, to kill whoever gets in his way and how until now he had managed to comply. Nobody messes with the Petrov's, they are the most powerful dynasty in all of Russia, but because of some conflicts and bad alliances he will have to leave his native country and seek refuge somewhere in Spain, who would say? His father would probably see him as a stain on the family legacy and would not help solve the problems that involved his son. Because of all his mistakes, his whole family had to leave Russia and get shelters in neighboring countries. Ivonne Wilson, a poor orphan girl who was left at the hands of her aunt when her two parents died, in different circumstances, some suspicious as expressed by the national police at some point, will have to endure a life that never corresponded to her and that she did not ask for, her aunt will want to seize everything that once belonged to her niece and her mother. After an assassination order against her, Ivonne between a swing of events linked in her search for freedom, escapes from the horrible place where she was trapped and ends up in the house that belonged to her boyfriend, but now, coincidentally, belongs to Nikolay Petrov, the biggest mobster in Russia and her best option to survive. He offers her refuge in exchange for some favors that could help him out of his mess, but what, would start this whole game in which faithful fate puts us and cruel life destroys us, can these young lovers save themselves from all the problems that each entail? Could it be that Nikolay will involve Ivonne with his affairs and end up losing her? Or, on the contrary, will it be Ivonne who lies Nikolay in his problems and ends up destroying the rest of his family's legacy?”