Page 46 of Bratva Bride

Oh god, what the fuck was going to happen?

My eyes flicked quickly to Lukyan, who had a broad smile on his face.

Is that a good sign or bad sign?

Just as the man got within reach of Illayana, she attacked. She moved quick, so fucking quick - and she didn't hold back. She dealt out blow after blow, the man stumbling back as each shot connected with his body. She finished with a solid roundhouse kick, sending him sprawling to the ground.

"Holy shit," Christian and Luca whispered, their eyes never leaving the screen.

"Oh, oh, watch this part. Ready?" Lukyan said in a cheery voice.

Illayana walked over to the man on the ground and after a few seconds, she picked her foot up and slammed her heel into his throat.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Quick as a cat, she spun around and ran towards Lukyan. Without hesitating, she jumped onto the back of one of the men, wrapping her legs around his body like a goddamn spider monkey. She brought a knife to his throat and swiftly cut his throat.

"Daaaaaaaamn!" One of the twins cheered. I had no idea which one. All of my focus was on Illayana.

She's fucking amazing.

Lukyan and Illayana moved as one towards Adrian and Lorenzo. She jumped into the chaos with ease, swiftly striking out at one of the men's legs, bringing him to his knees. She jammed her knife deep into the man's back and kicked him to the ground. And then it was over. All that was left was a ground littered with bodies and blood.

"As you can see, my daughter doesn't need your protection. She can protect herself. That's how I raised her.” Dimitri looked me straight in the eye as he spoke. "However, I find myself agreeing with you and not her. Strange," he said, voice low. "Even though this altercation ended in our favour, I can't help but think about what could have happened if she didn't have back up."

I nodded. "Me too."

"She will have guards from this point forward. She will go nowhere without them. That, I can guarantee you. Once she's in New York, it'll be your responsibility to make sure she doesn't slip them."

"Slip them?" I asked, frowning.

Dimitri chuckled. "Believe me, she'll try it." He leaned over the table and paused the video on the man that Illayana stabbed in the back. "This gentleman is the guest we have waiting for us in the pit. Shall we go see him?" he asked, a wrathful smirk on his face.

I smiled broadly and rose to my feet. "I would love to."

Dimitri held a hand up in the air, halting me. "I suggest you talk with your fiancé first, Arturo. It is never a good idea for a woman to go to bed angry. Especially a Volkov woman."

Aleksandr, Nikolai and Lukyan all started nodding enthusiastically, like they had firsthand experience with an angry Volkov woman. Hell, they were probably fucking experts.

"Good idea."

"Dining room, third door on the left." He pointed a finger down the corridor. "Be quick. I've waited long enough for you." With that said, he turned and started walking further into the house.

Aleksandr got to his feet and walked around the table, his bulky body moving effortlessly. "I'll meet you here in five minutes and I'll take you to the pit. Take any longer and my father really will start without you."

I nodded and looked at Christian and Luca. "You two, stay here. Don't fuck with anything," I said, narrowing my eyes in warning.

"We won't," they said together.

As I made my way out of the kitchen, I heard Lukyan's voice address the twins. "So, you guys wanna see something cool?"

Oh, lord. Please don't let them break anything.

Once I reached the dining room, I quickly opened the door and stepped inside. Illayana was seated at the table, her feet up, leaning back casually in the chair. Her blue eyes connected with mine as soon as I entered.

Okay, she doesn't look too angry. That's good.

As I walked further into the room, she picked up a knife that was on the table and started twirling it between her fingers. It was freaky how much that move reminded me of Vincenzo. She kept her eyes on me as the blade moved effortlessly through her fingers.

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