Chapter 21 - Dahlia

The Morozov family hired us to repossess a family heirloom that had gone missing. They suspected one of their workers but had no proof. We found out it was actually a friend of one of their workers. He was working for another Bratva, and we had to infiltrate.

I ran the analysis and directed our operations from the van. I led the men in, straight to the package, and back out without being noticed. It was phenomenal.

"That was so awesome! When do we get to do that again?" I asked, jumping up and down in my seat. I was stoked. The job went off without a hitch.

"Calm down, sugar," Konstantin replied, laughing. "We will get other jobs you can assist with. Just give it time."

Glancing around, I noticed we were driving up a mountain. Konstantin pulled into an open space on one of the cliffs and parked the car sideways. "What are we doing here?" I asked, a bit confused. The view was stunning, but I thought we were going to celebrate.

"We are celebrating your first successful job, sugar," he said as he got out of the car. Konstantin opened my door and led me around to his side. I noticed the pillow on the seat as he opened the backdoor on his side of the car. "Sit here. I'm just going to get something from the trunk."

I sat down and stared at the view as I waited. The sky was clear and appeared bluer than usual. The sun shone down hot. As it hit the buildings and trees, everything appeared to glitter. I felt like I was living a dream and didn't even notice Konstantin returning. As he touched my leg, I jumped.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you," he said softly, holding up a bottle and two glasses.

"You know I can't drink with the pregnancy," I said as he handed me the glasses.

"I know," he smiled. "It's non-alcoholic champagne." Holding out the glasses, he filled them both. Taking one, he lowered himself and sat between my feet against the car.

"The thrill and excitement of the job was such a rush," I said as we sat staring at the beautiful world. "I could really see myself doing this full-time." As I spoke, I noticed the pitch of my voice rising.

Placing my hand over his shoulder, I continued to mumble on about how amazing the job was. Konstantin took my hand, kissed it, and smiled at me over his shoulder. He got on his haunches and turned toward me, kissing me passionately. I immediately fell quiet. It was so unexpected but nice.

Staring into his eyes, I placed my hands in his hair at the base of his head. Shifting forward on the seat, I kissed him back with force. Konstantin pulled the pillow out from under me and lowered me on the back seat.

Konstantin hovered above me holding himself up with his hands on the front seat and back seat. As my belly grew, so did the space between us. Even so, he made sure I always felt his presence. It always felt as if we were up close. He kissed my cheeks, forehead, and neck before shifting back out.

Standing next to the car, he pulled my panties off and pushed my dress up. A hot breeze blew in through the open door, prickling my exposed pussy. After taking off his clothes, he lifted my ass and placed the pillow under it. This raised my pussy and opened my legs a bit more.

Glancing down, I saw him pouring some of his champagne over my pussy. The coolness made my stomach turn, and I gasped. "Oh, baby," I breathed out, feeling my senses tingling. Bending forward, he placed his head between my legs and licked my pussy. My body shook lightly as I was already burning for him.

After a couple of quick flicks of his tongue, making me shake, he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him. He lifted one leg, placing my foot on the rubber just inside the door. After doing the same with the other one, he had me nicely spaced open. Konstantin held my hips as he slowly pushed his stiff cock into me.

He started moving slowly. Every third penetration, he would shove into me with power. I licked my lips as I moaned. The fire between us burned hot. As he started increasing the pace, I felt my desire growing. "Baby," I huffed out between jagged breaths.

Pulling back, Konstantin pulled me out of the car. Turning me around, I went back in on my hands and knees. Konstantin pushed my head down so my back arched up as he tenderly penetrated me again. My legs were close against each other, and he was standing with his on the outside.

"Sugar," he breathed out as he moved faster and faster. "You feel so heavenly. Your pussy is warm and wet; I like it." As he moved, he rubbed and lovingly slapped my butt. Gripping my hips firmly, he went faster.

Lifting my head, I growled. "Oh, baby, don't stop," I breathed out, feeling my body light up with delight.

It only took another three or four hard pumps for me to climax. As I arched my back and let out a low moan, I felt him shaking and knew he had also reached the blowing point. Konstantin helped me out. After we got dressed, we shared another glass before heading back.

He had barely started the car when his phone rang. It was Mila wanting to know where we were. The meeting with the Morozov family was about to start. Konstantin assured her we were on our way.

As we pulled in, Ashan also arrived at the office. "Hi, how you doing?" he greeted.

"Good, and you?" Konstantin replied as we walked up to the board room. Mila was waiting at the door. Konstantin leaned closer as we got to her. "Could you take Dahlia home? She needs to rest," he asked, smiling at me.

"Yes, I need to rest," I said, slightly worn. I could do with a soaking bath, I thought. I kissed Konstantin and went with Mila.

The drive home was quiet. As we rode, I realized that I was feeling a bit sleepy. Milla stopped in Konstantin's spot, and we headed in. "You want some tea?" she asked as I headed past the kitchen, wanting that bath.

Glancing back, I replied, "Sure, but I'm taking a bath first."

Mila nodded and went about making coffee and tea as I headed to the room. My bath was about half over when my phone rang. Looking at the screen, I didn't know the number, but I answered.

"Dahlia, Dahlia," Aleksandr's voice came over the phone. "Can you hear me?"

"Aleksandr?" I replied, not sure what was happening.

"Dahlia," he said again. "Please come quickly. I need your help. I will send you the address. Please hurry."

Before I could reply or ask anything more, the line went dead. I stared at the phone as I closed the taps. I couldn't do anything; he was my cousin and had done so much for me. But I knew how the family felt about him. If I told them, they would surely stop me from going.

My phone pinged as I debated what to do, and an address came through. That must be it, I thought. I was worried about my cousin and decided I would sneak out. I didn't want to bother anyone and would handle this by myself.

Sneaking out through the patio door, I hoped no one saw me. I was about halfway towards the gate when Mila spoke up behind me. I jumped into the small bush next to the driveway. I had not even heard her coming. "Where are we going? she asked, staring at the gate.

"Jeez…" I breathed out as I stood holding my chest. "You want to give me a heart attack?" I breathed in slowly and deeply, trying to calm my racing heart.

"Why are you sneaking around? You know I can take you anywhere you want to go. Or, you can wait for Konstantin," Mila rubbed her head. She looked confused. "Why are you not waiting? You are sneaking off; what is going on?"

Sitting down on the gravel, I sighed. "My cousin called," I said, looking towards the gate. "He sounded scared and said he needed help."

"You know we can help you," Mila said, getting off her bike. She stood with her arms folded across her chest.

"I thought I would go and see what was happening before speaking to you all," I replied.

"Let me take you; it will be much quicker," she offered.

"No," I replied, standing up. "It's my cousin. I know him, and I am in no danger. He will not harm me. There is no need to come."

Mila shook her head as she responded. "I don't like the sound of this. I think I should come just in case he is in trouble. I insist, or you can wait for the men."

Knowing I had no options, I nodded. I didn't have time to argue and knew it wouldn't make a difference. I showed her the address and got on the back of her bike. It was quite a distance to go, which I didn't know. As we arrived, I was grateful that she had come. I wouldn't have been able to walk the distance.

Mila stopped on the opposite side of the street. She studied the building. Looking at me, she was frowning. "I don't like this," she said. "The place seems deserted."

The street was dark, and most of the homes were in ruins. It was also way too quiet. I also felt slightly uncomfortable but wasn't going to show it. "Let's just go inside and check it out," I pleaded. "Maybe he was knocked unconscious."

Mila nodded, and we walked across to the house. We tried to enter quietly, but the door creaked. "Aleksandr," I called out in a whisper. Hearing a scuffling behind me and a muffled call, I turned on my heels. There were about ten men of varying height and width. The biggest one had Mila in his arms. One hand was over her mouth, and the other was around her stomach.

She was wiggling fiercely in his arms. I stepped back, drawing the gun Konstantin had given me. "Let her go!" I screamed at them. My hands were shaking so badly that I was scared if I pulled the trigger, I would shoot Mila.

The big man placed her down and let go. Mila came storming towards me. "We're surrounded," she whispered.

"We don't want to harm you," The big guy said. "You were supposed to be alone. You must come with us."

"Where's Aleksandr? Where's my cousin," I managed to ask in a shaky voice.

"Come quietly, and you will see him," the man said as they started closing in on us.

"No," I heard Mila saying as she took the first swing. I took a couple of shots but was firing everywhere I wasn't supposed to. I realized that I wasn't as ready as I thought. Mila put up a good fight, but eventually, we got caught.

They put us in a van and drove off. I noticed Mila moving side to side for a bit, leaning down over her legs. Shifting closer, I whispered. "Are you okay? I'm sorry."

Sitting back up, she grinned at me. "It's going to be okay," she whispered. "I sent word."

I felt a little relieved, knowing that help would be coming. But I wasn't sure how they would find us. We didn't even know where we were going or who had taken us. No one knew we were going to meet my cousin. I wondered if these people had taken him as well. Maybe we got there first, and then they took us instead.

My head was spinning with all the questions flashing through my mind. When the van came to a stop, I wondered if this was the end of the line for us. The doors opened, and the men dragged us into a casino I had never been at before.

Glancing at Mila, I was sure she didn't know it either. "Where are you taking us?" Mila asked sternly as she tried to break from their hold.

"Calm down; our boss wants to see you."

Their boss, I thought. I knew there was another Bratva out there. Konstantin and Mila warned me about the danger. The danger I was in for some reason. As we walked through the building to the back, we were ushered into a room. As we went spiraling through the door, I saw Aleksandr.

He was surrounded by a lot of men as well. As I found my balance and managed to stay on my feet, I spoke out. "Cousin, were you also captured? I'm sorry if something I did got you into trouble."

As I neared him, he held out his arms. We hugged as he spoke. "My dear Dahlia, I wasn't captured." He let go of me and waved his arm around the room as he continued. "These are my men."

"Your men," I exclaimed as I stepped back from him. "I'm confused; what is going on here? Aren't these men Bratva?"

Aleksandr smiled softly. "My dear, I am sorry for keeping you in the dark for so long."

I could see Mila was in just as much shock as I was. Her mouth dropped open, and her eyes appeared as large as saucers. I was sure mine looked just like hers.

"We are Bratva," he said, stepping closer.

With each step he took towards me, I took one backward. "Dahlia," he said. "I will not harm you, and neither will my men."

Glancing over my shoulder, I spoke harshly. "Then let Mila go. Why do your men still have their hands on her?"

Aleksandr walked past me to her. He caressed her face as he spoke. "She's a wild one, no?"

Mila tried to pull away as she screamed at him. "I'll show you wild; just let me go."

"I like her," he said, turning back to me. "But you are right. She can't stay." Rubbing his chin, he looked back and then at me again. "I tell you what. You stay, and I will have my men release her in town safely. How's that?"

Looking at Mila, she pulled her face up in a strange way. I wasn't sure what was happening but would do anything for her safety. "Agreed," I said. "But only if she goes unharmed."

"You have my word, precious Dahlia." He stated before showing the guards to remove her. As they were dragging a fighting Mila out, Aleksandr spoke again. "I promise she will be safe, my sister."

Swinging round to face him, I almost fell over. Glancing at Mila, I saw that she was also trying to see. "My what?" I asked, stunned.

"I am not your cousin. I'm your half-brother."