A Sense of Duty (Volkov Bratva #2) Read Online Sam Crescent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Mafia, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Volkov Bratva Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
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Right now, I was on edge. If Oleg had Nathan, he suspected something, and I put this down to Bethany. She would have been the only one who’d know who Nathan was. Did she know he was a hit man, or was that just a bad coincidence?

“We’ve got to get Nathan out,” I said.

“Yes. Adelaide would be pissed right about now, but I can safely say she wouldn’t forgive us for getting Nathan killed.” Ivan stood, hands on his hips.

“Us? You care what my wife thinks?”

“Adelaide is a good woman, Andrei. Why do you think I chose her?”

This made me laugh. “You always intended for me to have Bethany. She was far more suited.”

“Really? Is that what you think?” Ivan laughed. “You’re supposed to be this brilliant mind, but there are times I think you’re as thick as a fucking plank.”

I glared at him.

“You think I didn’t know about the little woman you were keeping an eye on? Why you would sneak away in a piece of shit car to blend in with everyone, just so you could have the pleasure of watching her.” Ivan rolled his eyes. “Please, you wore your heart on your fucking sleeve. I intended for Adelaide to be yours from the start. Who do you think put pressure on her father? I don’t need that man or his company, but it makes it easier to have friends in certain areas. You never know when you might need them, and I wasn’t going to burn bridges. Picking Adelaide would have been too obvious. Bethany, with all her crap and bullshit, and her addictions, was the obvious call. I just had to wait for her to fuck up, which she did. Her greed was her downfall. What I didn’t anticipate was her hatred of her sister.” Ivan sighed. “She probably realizes that Adelaide was the one most adored. Let’s face it, the only reason her friends abandoned her was because Bethany threatened and blackmailed them. Adelaide has a natural way about her that draws people to her. Poor woman doesn’t even realize it. Her family fucked her up bad.”

“Have you noticed you’re helping broke and damaged girls?” I asked.

Ivan glared at me.

“First, there’s Aurora. She was considered second best, right? Not worth anyone’s time. Ugly and all that. You gave her to Slavik. Then Adelaide, again, ignored, unloved. Pushed to one side as if she didn’t exist. Now we move onto Lottie. Not wanted by her MC president father. Beaten regularly, from what I could tell.” I’d seen the scars on Lottie’s body. I had to wonder if Rage knew about them. If he did, my time doing business with him would be numbered. “The three women you originally chose—Irina, Amanda, and Sofia—they’re not even around anymore. They’re socialites, with no real pain or problems.”

“Your point being?” Ivan asked.

I shrugged. “I don’t have a point. I just find it curious is all.”

“Let’s get back to business. I don’t have time for this.” Ivan stared down at the images Edmund had gotten for us. He’d also drawn a whiteboard of time stamps to clarify everything. “Oleg has nothing to do with Evil Savages MC, so we can use them. I’ve already set up a meeting with Demon. It goes down tomorrow night. Rage is aware of the details.”

As am I. We’re meeting at the docks, as per Ivan’s instructions. I’d already made the necessary arrangements. Rage heard of Demon’s plan to attempt to overthrow me and take back the city, but what his men didn’t know was the suicide mission. He planned to take a group of his men, kill them, make it look like Volkov was responsible, and that would bring his other chapters there to come and fight. Fucking coward.

I don’t mind taking responsibility for men I’ve killed. They’d probably do a sloppy job of it as well.

Rage was pissed off, because Demon intended for Lottie to die as well. He wanted to try and frame his daughter so it looked like she was a rat, and that way, when we gave her back, she’d answer to the club. All rats ended up dead. I didn’t like Demon. Never had. We were enemies from the start, and now I was going to take great pleasure in killing the bastard.

It was a shame he wasn’t going to get to see his club become our allies. I didn’t know how long that would last, but I was open to it.

“With Demon and his followers gone, we need to use the MC to get into Oleg’s territory. It’s the only way to sneak in.” Ivan looked at the paperwork.

“What do you think Oleg wants?” I asked.

“Power. He wants my seat. He didn’t like being a brigadier, and he didn’t like being picked sixth.” He clicked his tongue. “I had my doubts about him, but he showed loyalty to me. Greed, that nasty fucking bastard, got the better of him. Now he’s going to know real pain.”


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