Page 15 of The Broken Promises

Sasha forgets about her anger and excitedly walks into the house. Her lips curve to a smile as the homey feeling of the small bungalow spreads to us.

“I’m sorry if I let my anger possess me,” I confess. “When I told you that you’ll be my children’s mother, it also meant I want you to be my family, Sasha.”

Some Bratva members will let their families have regular lives until their children are old enough to understand their connection to the organization. They raise them as regular kids – carefree and happy. It promotes filiality and allows the parents to nurture the potential of their children. They also use it to determine who among their sons will take over their position.

Sasha and I grew up differently. Her father became overly protective of her because of her mother's death. She didn't have a chance to live a normal childhood. I also understand Gabriel's anger toward the Belovs. Like Sasha, he was robbed of that chance, too. But I had that gift, and I intend to give the same to my children. And Sasha will help me give them that.

“When I heard you telling Lily that you didn’t want to be my family, I lost it,” I confess. Sasha looks at me with guilty eyes. “And seeing that box, I blew up. I thought you betrayed me.”

"You should have eavesdropped more," Sasha faces me. "Lily was trying to help me fight my feelings by making me say those words. In the end, I told her I couldn't stop loving you. That I want everything you offered. I told you, too, but you didn't listen. You didn't believe me."

I wrap my hands around her waist and push my face closer to hers. Sasha tries to avoid my kiss but gives up and kisses me instead. Her tears return as she tells me, "I want this. Even if it's only for a few years. But we can't have it."

“I’ll make it happen,” I insist.

Sasha looks at me with hesitation. Her fears hold her back. We can't keep her secret forever. All we will build together will crumble if somebody knows who she is. Only Lily and I know the truth about her, and it will remain that way. I will kill anyone who uncovers her secret. She is my life. I can't let them take her.

“You will have to be Sicily forever, I know. But you’ll always be Sasha to me.”

"Dmitri," Sasha cries again. I break her cries by kissing her lips, and she laughs at the funny sound she makes. She punches me playfully and catches my lips for a lingering kiss. "I love you, Dmitri."

“And let’s make another thing happen here,” I say while carrying Sasha from the floor and bringing her to the master’s bedroom. “Let’s make baby Sasha in this house.”

“What?”

“You said you didn’t use that drug,” I remind her.

“I didn’t,” Sasha giggles. “But a baby Sasha?”

“Why not?” I say while putting her on the bed. I untie the belt of her coat and reveal her provocative bikini again. I pull the band of her bra and laugh. "And I want her to look like you. With red hair, chubby cheeks, and that cute pout.”

Sasha giggles while I break the tiny straps of her top. She moans when I take one of her tits and suckle it. I stop and look at her, worrying her. I chuckle and say, “But I won’t let her have a man like me.”

Sasha shakes her head. “I want her to have a man like you. Just less the fetish, the temper, and the Bratva.”

“Just a husband, huh?” I add. She kisses my cheeks gently and nods. I slide my lips between hers and give her a lingering passionate kiss. “I can be that, too. If you’d let me.”

Sasha looks at me with beaming eyes. She suddenly wrestles me to pin my back on the bed and climbs on top of me. Her fears and anger have vanished from her eyes. Her playful aura returns. “I’d love that,” she answers before sliding to my lower torso.

I chuckle as she releases my cock. Sasha stops for a moment and looks at me. She must have remembered how I made her suck another man's cock. She takes a deep breath and declares, "Don't ever threaten to share me again, or I'll cut this off."

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Gabriel

I grab a bottle of whiskey and throw it on my wall. Dmitri is in love with Sicily. He can even swallow his pride for her.

Dmitri had changed his mind when he walked into the room, but he held on to his pride. He has already offered Sicily to me, and I accepted. Dmitri would be breaking the Bratva code by withdrawing it. But he still threw his pride and took all the risk just for Sicily not to hate him.

I hate you.Sasha! Even in her anger, Sicily sounds like her.

I was close to tasting Sicily and discovering if she could be my new Sasha. That threesome would have ripped her from Dmitri. It was a risk for my plan, but Sicily might consider me if I offered her whatever protection Dmitri had promised her.

Her kisses. She resisted me at first, but Sicily kissed back. There was a part of her that wanted me, too.Shit.If we continued with it, I could have shown her that I’m better than Dmitri – as a man and as a lover.

I take another bottle and break it on the wall.As a man and a lover.

“What?” I yell when Declan enters my office.