Arranged Bratva Love

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I got the call from Vlad. All necessary businesses werehit last night. Hank and Benjamin were going to have no choice but to come out of hiding, and I also had the location where the missing women were being held.

As soon asI dealt with Ivan, I was either going to take him with me or leave him here. Time was of the essence. Vlad was convinced they’d be moving the women very soon.

Ivan hadn’t been interested in talking about actual business last night. I still didn’t know the candidates for taking the sixth brigadier’s position. Right now, I had too many problems to deal with the sixth place. No one could tell Ivan who should replace Oleg. He knew what he was doing, and most of the time we only knew of his plan when he was good and ready.

I made my way down to the dining room. There was no sign of Ivan or Charlotte. I heard them last night. First I heard Charlotte walking downstairs, and I did follow her, keeping to the shadows to see what she was doing. I wondered if she was going to attempt to contact Rage or the Evil Savages MC.

They had been silent sincethe wedding and I didn’t like that. According to my spies, they hadn’t left the compound, and I knew that was not like the club to miss opportunities to make money. I had to wonder if they had a hand in the missing women or were helping Hank or Benjamin. I’d not found a single connection so far. If there was one, I’d deal with it.

After taking back the kidnapped women, I had several visits to make to my prisoners about other issues.

I’d hoped to get some rest last night. Instead, I had watched my wife make herself a hot drink, and rather than go to bed, she’d gone to the game room. I stayed outside, listening as Ivan also made an appearance. And so, while my boss and my wife played games, and I heard that she didn’t have the first fucking clue how to play, I listened, knowing I should be the one to teach her. I couldn’t help but wonder if Ivan did this to Slavik and Andrei’s wives, showing up unannounced, making them laugh, sharing smiles and jokes, and doing shit with them.

There wasn’t even a reason forme to complain. I had no right to.

Ivan had spent more time with my wife in the last twenty-four hours than I had in the whole month of being married. I didn’t like that I was fucking jealous. Charlotte was young. She didn’t stand a chance in this life and by keeping my distance, I didn’t get attached to her. I wasn’t convinced of her loyalty, even though Ivan had told me about the cell phone Rage had tried to get her to hide to contact her. She hadn’t asked for it back, even though there were a lot of messages from Rage and her sister. They were incredibly worried about her. Not that they needed to be worried. She was alive and safe, enjoying life, and they didn’t have a single reason to question her well-being. She wasn’t being beaten or locked away. She had the full run of my house.

Running a hand down my face, I took a seat, this time at the head of the table. Ivan was the first to join me. I expected him to look tired, but he actually looked relaxed and more refreshed.

“Morning, Ive,” he said.

“Morning.”

He took a seat and chuckled. “Charlotte’s enjoying a sleep-in.”

“I guess so.”

“You know you could have joined us last night,” Ivan said.

This made me turn toward him and look.

“I heard you outside. It could have been fun. We all could have takenturns.”

“Charlotte had fun, that’s all that matters.”

Ivan chuckled. “You’re going to keep fighting this?”

“There’s nothing to fight. You asked me to marry her, so I have. What good are children? She has no hold over the Evil Savages MC. They didn’t want her, Ivan.”

He tutted. “Someone clearly didn’t get enough sleep last night.”

I took a deep breath, because losing my temper with the boss was not the best idea. Ivan does things on purpose. I’d seen the way he worked. Watched the way he worked Slavik and Andrei with their marriages.

“It’s not about control,” Ivan said. “Family builds unity.”

“You and I both know that family means shit.”

Ivan chuckled. “Very true. When the wrong people are in charge and only have a thirst for their own power, it is shit. Youhave what you wanted, Ive. Now to keep our place in our territories, we need to be stronger. Family, children, building our numbers is the priority. Charlotte has a lot to give.”

“Now is not the time to be having babies,” I said.

“Now is the perfect timeto be having babies. There is no better way to tell our enemies that we don’t give a fuck, than by having a family.”

I was about to ask him if he truly believed that Charlotte was ready to have a family. She didn’t even have a fucking clue how to play games.

The woman herself stepped into the dining room. She wore a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that seemed to highlight her body. Why the fuck did I have to notice those large tits and hips? She had a smaller waist. Charlotte was curvy. She was sexy. She had a way about her that felt like a fucking siren’s call.

Turning my gaze away, I glanced over to the kitchen and my staff chose that moment to bring out our breakfast. I always like to have a healthy morning breakfast. I didn’t like bacon and eggs first thing in the morning.

Charlotte sat down and she looked refreshed even though I knew she didn’t get to bed untilpast three o’clock. After Ivan walked her to her room, I’d been tempted to go in there and knock, but something held me back. Something always held me fucking back.

“Morning,” Charlotte said.

We greeted her morning. I watched as she reached for the glass of orange juice.

“Charlotte, my sweet, what are your plans for the day?” Ivan asked.

He was purposefully pissing me off.

“I don’t have any plans. I tend to just … stay home, uh, explore, you know, go to the library.”

“Well, I was thinking of taking you out,” Ivan said.

“I’m taking her with me,” I said. This was not the ideal plan. I had shit to do. Not babysit my wife. I felt her gaze on me but I didn’t care.

“You’re taking her?”

“Yes. I’ve made arrangements. She’s coming with me.”Ivan sighed. “We’ll have to arrange to go out some other time, sweetheart.”

“I don’t want to be a problem. I’m quite happy staying at home.”

“You’re married,” Ivansaid. “You and Ive should be spending as much time together as possible. In fact, how about we meet up tonight? You and Ive spend the day together, and we can enjoy a nice meal at a restaurant of my choosing.”

If I killed Ivan Volkov, I would mourn his death, but I would guarantee my and Charlotte’s death as well. None of the Bratva would rest until his killers were dead. In that moment, I was tempted. I had business to deal with. Women to fucking rescue. Running a hand down my face, this left me no choice but to contact Vlad and have him pick up the women.

I’ve already got my contacts on standby in the police force. Now Vladwould have to handle it. This was not a problem. I could delegate while I dealt with my wife.

The rest of breakfastwent by without any more idiotic suggestions. Ivan and Charlotte talked about a movie they both wanted to see, and while I sat between them, they made a date to watch it in one month’s time on my home cinema screen. Popcorn and pizza were mentioned.

I had a feeling Ivan liked my wife. Why? What was so important about Charlotte? She was nothing more than a mistake. An unwanted daughter that one of Andrei’s men had fucked up with. Cassie had been our target, not this woman. One man’s fuck-up had turned into my problem.

Now Charlotte was my wife, and I had to deal with her. It would be easier for me to lock her in one of my cages but I had a feeling Ivan would take offense to that.

So, after breakfast, Ivan took his leaveand promised to see us tonight. I was alone with my wife. Great. Just fucking great.