Second Bride Young Master
CHAPTER 25 | Bratva

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Alessio stepped foot into the basement of his mansion. A space devoted to all dark activities as well as some of their criminal syndicates.

Passing through illegal weapons storage and clubs, Alessio arrives at the door carved in gold.

The reality is, when the main floor and upper floor architecture is more neutral and elegant. Downstairs actually has a dark color that is very intimidating.

Alessio entered the magnificent room with a long table in the middle of the room. There he could see five Bratva officials with his father, Nikolai, who was at the very end of the chair. They were the Volkov family, Konstantine, Ivanov and Vasiliev, with Romanov as the most regal official or Pakhan.

Not to mention, the seven main Bratva elders were also present. They are the rules themselves, when in the Bratva there is an offense then they are the ones who punish. The elder was from the main clan.

The man took a seat beside Nikolai's right.

"I'm sorry I'm late. There's some business I need to do".

Nikolai looked at Alessio not like it, but the man said nothing. So too with everything.

Nikolai started the conversation, "Alright, gentleman. Here I would say that Italian managed to break into one of Damien Ivanov's casinos. One of my men catches that it's a guy from De Luca"

Damien Ivanov, on Nikolai's left, said, "Right. They even stole the drug supplies that were in the secret safe"

The drug here in question is not a cure for the disease. Except illegal drugs.

While resting his face in the palm of his hand, Igor Volkov —son of Ivan Volkov who was also present beside his father said casually. "I put my men in De Luca. But he did not find any suspicious movements from her at all"

"It could be that your man is wrong, right?". Maxim Vasiliev asked. The man was the youngest among them —single sons of nineteen-year-old Ignatius Vasiliev. Same with Lyra.

"That's impossible, Yegor is my confidant and the only Russian who can penetrate the inner circle of De Luca". Igor is confident.

Alessio was silent. Observe in silence their interactions. The Bratva leaders were greatly feared and respected.

At the end of this, Italy does often make a tantrum. Disrupting the circulation of their business. Not only that, they clearly tried to shoot the Russian president, Timofey Petrov in a state speech last week. Fortunately, the bullet missed.

In retrospect, Alessio felt that the shooting was deliberately missed with the intention of being a threat. Relations between Russia and Italy the more unfavorable —groups in politics the more intensely splash each other.

Then, if the testimony between them is equally true. Alessio felt something strange. So he glanced at Alexander Konstantine who was sitting gracefully and quietly. Replaced his father —Andrei Konstantine who was absent.

As long as he knew the Bratva successors since their first meeting as children, Alessio memorized their one-on-one natures. For example, Damien Ivanov who even likes to play is the most terrible among them —the man was really bloodthirsty.

Then Ivan Volkov who was separated from his arrogance was someone who was very cunning and clever to take advantage of the situation. The man was very clever at manipulating his business opponents.

Then there is Maxim Vasiliev who although he is the youngest but he is also the most responsible and does not play with his words. Sometimes Alessio thinks that Maxim doesn't really fit in their dark world.

And the last one, Alexander Konstantine. This man who had previously made Alessio was was at once amazed. He was the calmest and calmest among them, very irritable to speak. But his ability can not be underestimated, the genius with strategies and strategies that never fail. Even Alessio admitted that Alexander's greatness almost matched it.

Therefore, Alessio turned to Alexander who had just become an observer and smiled skewedly at him.

"Then you're Alexander? what do you think of this incident?"

Alexander was initially silent. His face was expressionless. Her hair looks contrasting in this room.

"I think someone intentionally did this to complain to us"

Alexander's answer made a rowdy whole room. The elders began to protest, saying that this was highly unlikely and only the common sense of the Italians. But not a few of them also agree Alexander's words.

"That's impossible! who's gonna complain to us?"

"If you think there's a point, but that doesn't mean Italy doesn't like to look for trouble"

And another whisper was heard. Then Nikolai raised his hand and the whole room was silent for a moment.

"Master, now is not the time to fight. But here, we better investigate more in this matter. If indeed what the Lord Constantine said is true, then this cannot be allowed because they have made us go to cold war with Italy since decades ago"

They whispered to me.

Nikolai turned to Igor, "Master Volkov, keep your confidant there. We must remain vigilant on Italy whether or not this suspicion is right"

"Of course, Pakhan". Igor replied obediently.

"Alright, then we'll start discussing trading on the Cartel...."

Everyone was busy discussing their trade and problem issues. Until arriving, the door opened by itself and Lyra who was wearing a satin evening dress came. The girl was crying.

Alessio swiftly stood up as he looked at the sight of his favorite girl with a face filled with tears. The man moves towards Lyra then takes her into her arms hiding the girl behind her d*dso that no one will see her.

"I'm sorry, gentleman. You can continue the meeting". Regardless of Nikolai's sharp glances, Alessio takes Lyra to a connected but more private room.

The man sat Lyra on her lap and wiped her tears.

"What's up, princess.... Are you hurt? feeling sick?". Ask worried.

Lyra looked at him spoiled, "So I accidentally heard the waiter say that I was just their young master's mistress. I know it's true, but why should they talk about it to everyone? have they been silent all this time talking about me in the back? that's so evil"

Lyra was crying so hard. Alessio was confused then the man calmed him down. "Shhhhhhhh.. Sh.. Don't cry, my dear. I will punish those servants. I won't let anyone get away with hurting my beloved"

"okay".

Alessio continued to calm her by stroking her back and hair —not forgetting to give kisses to and fro until the girl stopped crying.

"I'm sorry I interrupted your meeting"

Alessio gave a small smile, then dyed his head sweetly, "It's okay baby, you're the most important thing to me".

For a moment, Lyra leaned on Alessio until the sound of the door opening made her jump.

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So, until this chapter there will be some revisions.

First, for the name of the clan. Russians used to add 'a' after the family clan to the women.

Suppose. Asteria Romanov as Asteria Romanova.

From the beginning of the story, I wanted this. How am I supposed to join the Russian naming system?

Well now I'm breaking up for a change because I realize all the characters here are pure Russian. So do not afdol if for example do not follow their tradition.

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Xoxos.