Maksim: A Dark Mafia Romance (Akimov Bratva) by Nicole Fox (read aloud .TXT) 📕

a felony charge for assault with a deadly weapon—and make no mistake, Hermès can be deadly if wielded when full of enough female paraphernalia. Also, my mother is waiting across the dining room. The second-to-last thing I need is another lecture from her.

The man laughs cruelly. “You stupid girl. He killed three men while he was wearing a Ralph Lauren tux. Does that strike you as businessman behavior?”

“It was Armani, you dense shithead.” My arguments need work, but the fury racing through my veins is putting a halt to all conscious thought that should be occurring north of my eyebrows. “And Kostya Zinon is no more Russian Mafia than I am.” I give him my best cold glare and continue. “Don’t you think the cops would be a little nosier if they thought he was the Big Bad Bratva Wolf?”

Even as I say it, I remember the calls from men who refused to tell me who they worked for, asking about this and that package or rendezvous. I remember the training that Kostya’s outgoing secretary gave me—Never confirm or deny anything over the phone. At the time, overwhelmed by nervousness, I figured that every billionaire’s secretary got the same spiel when they started. But it didn’t take too long on the job before I started to get a little suspicious.

Not that I’d mention any of those thoughts to this asshat.

“Christ, you are naïve. Do you really think a man with money like him doesn’t have a couple corrupt cops in his pocket? Maybe even an assistant DA?” He bites his lip, and I really want to smash my purse on top of his head. Maybe he’d bite that damned lip off. “Tell me: does Kostya get a lot of visits from off-duty police officers? You ever see any little envelopes full of cash changing hands?”

“Watch yourself, douchebag. If he is Russian Mafia, do you really think you should be harassing one of his employees?”

For just a second, I wish Kostya was what this man is saying he is. I’d beg for him to shut this son of a bitch up. But as soon as I have the thought, guilt knots in my stomach. To even consider that Kostya could be a part of something so vile feels wrong. He’s shady, sure—what billionaire isn’t? But calling him a criminal is something else. I don’t like that, not one bit.

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