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The boss walked over to us, and Perla and I stood still until he bent down and kissed each of us on the forehead.
“How are you, girls?”
I nodded my head and hugged his waist. He stood still for a few moments but returned my hug. In his own way, Dad was always very affectionate with us. We were family, we were always first and he didn't let us forget.
He stroked my hair and my sister's before walking away.
“Behave.”
“Okay,” I said softly and let him walk away.
“Come on, Dante.” He gestured for my brother to follow him, and they walked together until they disappeared down the stairs.
They would probably go on one of the many mafia-related missions. The ones that my brother, as future boss, was used to participating in and we weren't. It was to protect us, I knew that, but sometimes I wished I could go along, experience some of the action and not just be the helpless princess the soldiers would give their lives for.
Chapter five
I heard the sound of the needle as it went through my skin, I ignored the slight pain. They weren't my first tattoos, but those meant more than the others.
From bastard to boss. I was happy, even though I didn't think it would happen. However, after my brother's death, the men closest to my father confided in me that it was me he hadhoped to leave that post for. Igor had never been strong enough to take care of business, but I was.
The tattoo artist stopped moving the needle and I looked towards my shoulder, the stars that represented my leadership, as well as those on my knees making it clear that I would not kneel before anyone.
“Pakhan!”
One of the men approached my bedroom door and I gestured for him to enter. Meanwhile, the tattoo artist put away his instruments.
“Mikhail Orlov!”
“Sergei Ivanov.”
“Your father would be proud.”
“I don't know if that would be the correct word.” I got up from the bed and grabbed a robe to cover myself, as I was only wearing boxers.
“As your father's advisor, I was close to him at all times, until his death. I can guarantee that despite the circumstances of your birth, you were always the favorite.”
“Now with Igor's death, you can say whatever you want.”
I didn't like my brother, but that didn't mean that, after sending him to hell, I believed that I needed to tarnish his image even more.
“Why else would he have recognized you?”
The question hit the back of my head and kept echoing. Yes, it wasn't common for bosses like my father to recognize the children of prostitutes, but I believed it was nothing more than an adverse situation.
“Now that Igor has joined your father and you are the new leader, I believe that the entire organization can continue on the right path.”
“What has worked for years will remain that way.”
“I'm sure,” he nodded. “I want you to know that just as I served your father, I am here to provide my services to you. I will help with everything necessary to maintain our organization.”
“Excellent. I will count on your services. We are the masters of Russia and I intend for it to remain that way.”
“We have a lot to do.”
“I learn fast.”
“I know. Get dressed and we'll meet you at your office in a few minutes.”
