Chapter 8 Ivonne; I wasn't in jail, I'm not a criminal.

The Russian government has given an arrest warrant in different European countries, they have not yet loaded their face in the system, but it will not take long to obtain it, our enemies will let them know at any time, we will also be notorious if we do not make it seem that the money in your account has been obtained in a good way. "He mentioned, this shit is getting out of control more than it should, but he has no options right now.

"Shit and more shit! Tell me, what am I supposed to do with it?". I mentioned angry at so much misery I was in, I needed a second of peace, but I hadn't slept for shit. "I need ideas, and fast." I mentioned again. "Besides, we need to finish those bastards who have done nothing but bite the hand that fed them, but you'll see, they'll meet my full fury." I added again, sat back in my office chair, waiting for the solution to magically arrive, at least, while I started to calm down a bit.

"Count on me for anything, sir. My father always had his own in mind, just as I always found an ally in me. Think of a solution." said Antoine, I put a hand on his shoulder in thanks, everything he said was true, his family has always worked for the Petrov's.

"I need you to give me a moment to talk to this woman, I need to know who she is and if she wants to work for me. We may find an alliance with her." I added, I wasn't planning on taking her to bed, but if she had already been in jail, surely, she would want to work for a criminal like me.

"Okay, Mr. Petrov, see you later." she died smiling sideways as she carefully closed the office door.

I approached Ivonne again, if that was her real name, I hoped in many ways that she would propose to work with me, but I didn't know which one might be the right one, she hadn't proven to be anything like I thought she was. I have never worked with women, and I don't know how to be subtle in that aspect, on the other hand, right now I need loyal people to stay by my side, and she owes me that, after all I saved her life.

"Hello, again." I mentioned approaching from behind the woman. She gave a gasp, I guess she was off guard and hadn't seen me coming.

"Hello sir." "she said, I smiled at the way she said that word, as if we weren't the same or as if she didn't expect me to find out what she was hiding. But then again, she knew her place. Even though I didn't want her to call me that, for some reason it made me more uncomfortable than I wanted to admit.

"You can tell me, Nikolay." I replied amicably as I looked at how special she looked by leaving her back uncovered. "After all, you're not much younger than me." I added, feeling stupid for having to talk about these things I never needed to.

"Mr. Antoine called you Mr. Petrov, so I must keep that cordial greeting with you." He said again, I can't believe what I was hearing, that someone who lived under my world and didn't work for me would start calling me Mr. Petrov, except to annoy me or make me lose my patience.

"Just, Nikolay. Now I want you to help me with some things." I mentioned. "First, I need to know if you want to work for me on a project of great urgency, then that you give me some fresh ideas to be able to solve it, here Antoine does not have an open mind to new ideas and yours is.... Well, she is fresher and younger so to speak". I added without trying to belittle the only person I could consider a friend.

"Ok, I'll collaborate with you, because I need the money, I need it to fulfill Ann's last will, but tell me, when can I go to her grave?". I would like to say goodbye to her, at least with a bouquet of flowers. "She appeared after thinking about it for quite a while, I was fine with her answer, I was fine with her wanting to be with her fallen friend.

"You see, what I will tell you is of extreme confidentiality, if you say anything unfortunately you will meet the same fate as the men, I saved you from last night". I mentioned. "On the other hand, we will go in the afternoon, and Antoine will come to confirm when they take the body to the cemetery". I mentioned smiling sideways, although it was more of a grimace, she could not notice it.

Ivonne Wilson

Wait, what had I heard, that he would kill me like everyone else? God, where had I gotten myself? Who was Nikolay really? Why the hell had he made my whole"body tingle? Suddenly I felt my body ignite just hearing his voice with that strange, indescribable accent.

"Why are you telling me that?" I asked, hesitant to know the answer he wanted to give me, but just as firm in the tone of my voice and what I wanted to believe.

"I have everything I want, Ivonne, absolutely everything, but that has a sacrifice, for some it is easy because they are born with a broken soul, like me who, despite seeing every human work, I am not able to sympathize with any, I am not able to feel empathy or compassion or anything that is synonymous, But others, others find it too hard to accept it and that is why they end up dead." He said making my skin tingle even more than before. "I'm a man who handles himself perfectly in the underworld, where alcohol, guns and women come in excess, where there are no friendships but loyal people, where love is synonymous with death, can you believe it? I'm sure because you come from the same place, the same dark hole I come from, but for some unknown reason I hadn't had the privilege of meeting you until now," he said goodbye.

"Why"why"why"why did you say I know?". I asked a little surprised by his words, I didn't understand what the hell he was referring to, but this guy, Nikolay, kept surprising me, I wasn't entirely sure what feeling I was experiencing, it could be intrigue or fear, but I loved feeling it.

"You were imprisoned for a long time, Ivonne, I imagine those men wanted to settle a score with you and that's why they chased you, now, you can't be much better than a criminal like me" he said very sure of every word he said, why did he say that? He always referred to himself as a? Well, a bandit, but he had no idea why he did that, and even more, why he looked like him.

"I didn't pay debts; I was sent to be killed because I was twenty"one years old." I mentioned remembering the grim night I had experienced just a few hours ago.

"But you were in jail, you must have done something to be in jail" He commented, I think he was getting confused. "That's why I need people like you, last night I saved your life, you will help me get mine back, as the sole leader of the most powerful Russian mafia, a place I should never have left, but all those bastards will die, just like the men and the person who tried to kill you" he added. I don't know if my ears had deceived me or if I had really heard right, had he said mafia? My body began to tremble, I didn't know if it was right to stay here, I didn't even know if now that Nikolay had confessed something like this to me, I could leave without being threatened or dying first.

"I had never been in jail before." I responded to everything he had said, my blood froze, my bones felt like ice floes, I didn't know if what he had mentioned was true or if, perhaps, I had signed my own sentence.

"What?" he said in a not exactly friendly tone. "I've told you all this and you tell me you've never been a prisoner? You were locked up, damn it! I thought... God, I can't believe it". I felt small, his perfectly blue eyes staring at me like I was a freak.