Second Bride Young Master
CHAPTER 02 | Alessio Nikolai Romanov

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The sound of firing could be heard deafening the ears. Followed by the screams and the collision of a black man who was tied helplessly in the middle of the room.

"We have a problem".

The man casually put out the cigarette he was smoking. His gray eyes were not at all distracted by the figure of a corpse lying horribly in the middle of the room.

Alessio Nikolai Romanov, the only heir of one of the Russian Bratva and also the most important. The Romanovs were the Kings of the most influential Russian Mafia society called the Bratva.

This man is twenty-four years old. That is, he is still too young to replace his father as Pakhan/Capo Dei Capi (Don) as the highest power holder. Those nicknamed Pakhan means the boss of all bosses. They are the ones in control of the organization as well as the final decision-maker.

If you remember that, it feels like Alessio wants to grieve. His age is still young. But it does not affect his skill and ability to lead.

"Tell me". He said, in a cold voice to Theodore Romanov, who is a brother without blood relations as well as the right hand, second in command and also underboss Alessio.

The Theodore family has always served the Romanovs from generation to generation. Their ancestors had joined the Bratva and had always been the second in command of the Romanov Family, which in fact was the highest caste family of the Russian Mafia, making them very feared after Pakhan and his heir. It was also the Romanov family who gave their last name to the Theodore family. Because they are one.

"I've investigated it, the fire at the club yesterday was the result of the eyes sent by Italy". Said Theo in a rude voice that was completely disliked by Alessio, because it was a sign that something bad had happened.

"Who?". Ask Alessio. This time it focused on Theo completely.

"Aberto Moretti's man". Alessio tightened his grip on the handle of the chair until his knuckle turned white. His face was expressionless, but Theo could see the great fury behind the ash-and-grey eyes that were now as dark as the storm clouds.

The Italians and Russians have been hostile for decades. But for Romanov and Moretti, their enmity was deep and unrooted.

The fact that Moretti this time had dared to harass the Romanov dominions by burning one of their clubs made Alessio even more angry.

"It's time we went back to London".

"Alessio, are you sure? what about Asteria?"

"What about him?".

Theo. Then sighed harshly, "Alessio. No matter how much I hate her, she's your wife"

Alessio laughed, "I don't know what you mean, Theo. That woman was my father's negotiating tool"

Asteria Romanova, formerly known as Asteria Mikhailov*a* is a twenty-four-year-old woman who holds the status of his wife. Their marriage was based on the cooperation of Romanov and Mikhailov who were also members of the Bratva. Alessio did not love his wife at all, although it did not stop him from occasionally satisfying his desires with his wife. Because one of the reasons is, his father will be suspicious if Alessio does not return to their Mansion in the long run. And when Alessio is home, Asteria will do anything to bring her husband to her bed*.

"As far as you go, you son of a bitch". Not only angry, Alessio even laughed at Theo's curse. They can indeed be categorized as "brother" because the bond they have is very strong and so is Theo's loyalty to Alessio.

"Prepare my plane, we're going to London tonight"

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Kore or another name of Persephone or goddess of spring is the name of one of the clubs owned Romanov. Which happens to be the most luxurious and most elite club in London. In addition, this club is also often used as a meeting place for the upper class to discuss business and others.

Riding his black Bugatti La Voiture Noire, Alessio took center stage. How not? the car he is riding is a car with the title of the most expensive car in the world with a fantastic price of 192 billion.

Alessio entered the club. The guards looked down at the young master's arrival. Alessio did not bother to bother to go to the dance floor, because then the man went straight to the top floor.

Arrive on the floor of the VVIP which is built of translucent glass, those who are guided can see the activity outside. But those outside cannot see the activity inside.

The room was guarded by four bodyguards who opened the door as Alessio was about to enter. Those eyes of ashes swept around the room and smiled in satisfaction when his confidantes had arrived.

"Old, wow! you haven't changed, yeah, after all this time".

"Don't dramatize, Viktor. We just met a week ago".

The man, Viktor Romanov was also one of Alessio's "brothers. This sandy blonde-haired man was recruited by Alessio since they attended the same faculty because of his ingenuity.. He then made his family name Romanov. Viktor was the one they relied on when taking care of important document documents.

Viktor gave an injured gesture to his left chest, "Ouch. I thought you missed me. It's okay, Aleksei's here". His words wink at a tall man with black hair and a scar on his left eyebrow.

Alexey Romanov. The Killing Machine (Cold-blooded killer) who hardly ever smiles at all. Alessio finds him ambushing one of Italy's headquarters and discovers he is being tortured by Alberto's men. Alessio helped the man and offered him entry and was immediately approved by Aleksei. Aleksei served as the executor among them.

The four of them were very close to each other. They also rely on each other. As how "brothers" in general. Their loyalty to Alessio is not playing.

"Here we go, let's talk about Alberto". Theo interceded when he saw Aleksei's sharp gaze on Viktor.

Viktor cleared his throat, then with a serious look he made a sound. "My men made it into one of Alberto's underground businesses. It might take about a week for him to be able to dig up information".

Alessio nodded in satisfaction with Viktor's reply. One of them started reporting to Alessio. Conversations and discussions also took place.

After an hour, the discussion was over. Alessio stood up and took off his shirt and gave it to a waiter, leaving him with only a black shirt rolled up to his elbow.

"You guys have fun. I'm going out" said the three.

Alessio came out of the room and went to the balcony. He could see a sea of people dancing on the dance floor, none of them attracted his attention, and then his eyes were fixed on the girl sitting at the bar alone.

For a moment Alessio was stunned to see the beauty of the girl. From up here, he could see his wavy brown hair coming down his back no doubt making Alessio want to comb the hair with his fingers. The smooth white skin that made him want to leave a red trail there. And don't forget the red lips that ask to be cut out.

The girl wore a mini red dress that showed her beautiful curves that would make the whole man salivate when he saw it, let alone the sight of her thighs exposed made Alessio want the thighs to pin her between her bodies. And also a cleavage that makes something hard rise from him. Alessio swearing!

****! She is so beautiful and sexy! It's really like that seductive angel with that innocent face!

Before Alessio realized, his feet had already first taken a step closer to the girl. Rarely is there a woman who can make him interested in such a way, but this girl? Alessio can see something different in him and it makes him challenged.

Fuck those! That girl will be his tonight! He will make sexy lips that will shout his name in favor before dawn breaks.

Alessio smiled in angled manner