The Forbidden Mafia Princess (Angels of the Underworld: Book Three) (✔️)

Chapter Eleven

(Nikolay's POV)

I slid out of bed, being careful not to wake Isa. My phone was going off like crazy.

I grabbed it and headed out on the balcony.

"What?" I hissed into the phone.

"Sorry to disturb you, Boss."

"What the f*ck do you want?"

"We found Petrov."

"Where?"

"North, two streets over."

"Watch him and text me the address. I'll be there in a few minutes." I said hanging up.

I walked back inside where Isa was. The bed sheets were now pooled low on her waist. She was breathtakingly beautiful even in her sleep. All I wanted to do was crawl but in bed with her but I couldn't.

My trip to Paris was sadly about more than Isa.

I got dressed and grabbed my gun before heading out.

"Keep an eye on her. If she wakes up call me." I told Petya.

"Yes, Sir."

Petya is ex-military. He's the only one I trust Isa with.

Georgy was waiting with the car. I gave him the address and he headed that way.

"How long will you be?" He asked.

"Not long. Wait out front."

"Yes, Sir."

I walked inside where two of my guys were waiting.

"Room 517. He ordered room service a few minutes ago."

We got to his room right as the maid did with his food.

"We got it." I said in French.

She looked us over quickly before nodding and walking away.

I knocked on his door. "Room service."

The second he opened the door is the second he regretted it.

"Should've looked out the peephole." One of my men said as we pushed our way inside.

"M-Mr. Vasiliev.....I can explain." He said backing away from me.

"Well I'd love to hear your explanation."

"R-Really?"

"No."

He dropped to his knees and started to beg and cry.

"You've been hiding from me, Petrov." I tsked.

"I'm so sorry, Boss. I didn't know what to do." He cried.

"Yes, you did. You should've came to me and explained."

"Let me explain now. Please."

"It's too late."

He shook his head and grabbed my pants leg. "Please!"

I shook him off and ordered my guys to get him off the floor. The grabbed him and put him in the nearest chair.

"I'm going to ask you some questions and I want you to answer them honestly."

"Of course." He nodded.

"Where is the flashdrive?"

"In my bag." He said pointing over by the bed.

"Who did you sell it too?"