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13| ᴄᴏɴꜰᴜꜱɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

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VLADMIR POV:

She is Dead. Raffa's Woman is dead. "Hold on", I said running upstairs to share this with My Father.

I saw him busy with another call. "Dad, I have A.....", but he stopped me in the mid continuing with his phone.

Arghh... This Old cunt...

I snatched his phone away from him.
"Vladimir, that...", I cut him off in the mid. "Brody killed her", I said, hearing that he smirked in pride.

He grabbed My phone in A flash,
"Brody, Is she Dead?", he asked.

DIMITRI POV: (Vladmir's Father)

"Brody, Is she dead?", I asked. But,
the other line is silent. It made me highly doubt this, making my eyebrows scrunch together.

"Mission Completed", I heard a voice, which cleared My doubt.

Fuck It's not Brody...

"Who the hell are you?", I asked on the verge of exploding. "Find out by yourself. Come on", he said like it's A fun game.

Closing My Eyes, I thought. Who's he? Think... Think... Think... If he killed Brody, he's also in the same business
Saving Raffa's woman means...

My eyes snapped open when the realization hit me.

RED...

"Red?", I questioned. "You have brain Dimitri, unlike your son. I can't send you Brody's Dead body, it's A tough task. I think you know this too, I'm the one who killed your second son Giovanni. Accept My Deep apologies.", he said making my blood boil.

"Wait, why should I apologize? I don't regret it. I'll take that back", he said in A cool manner. "ENOUGH", I said with gritted teeth.

"Ok. I don't want to waste My time. Let me get this straight. Until Raffa gets back, I'll be watching over his woman. So, stop with your stupid ideas & back off from this, or else I'll blast your whole mansion in a way not even a blade of grass grows there", he said in an authoritative tone.

How dare he...

"Look...", before I could say, the line went dead. No one has ever humiliated me like this.

"What happened Dad?", his voice annoyed me. I connected my hand with his cheek, it was as loud as a clap stung his face. I looked at him glaring as he clutched his cheeks.

"Can't you even recognize A voice? You asshole", I snarled.

"That Giovanni is useless & you're nothing but A dickhead. I'm leaving. I have many works to do. I don't need A son like you", I lashed out at him and went towards My wardrobe to pack my stuff. I heard the door closing sound.

Useless.....

VLADMIR POV:

How dare he slap me. I touched My cheek, it stung. When A correct time comes, I'll kill Raffa & take his position.