Page 37 of Bratva's Captive


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"Enough!" Nikolai slams his fist on the table, causing Tatyana to jump in her seat, startled.

Maxim shrugs, his grin still intact. "Just making conversation."

The tension at the table becomes palpable. Nikolai glares at Maxim, his anger simmering beneath the surface.

"You know, Adalina, you don't have to stay here if you don't want to. I could take you away from all of this," Maxim suggests with a sly smile, sending a chill down my spine.

Nikolai's jaw clenches, his anger barely contained. Does Nikolai feel possessive of me?

"That's enough, Maxim!" Nikolai shouts, his voice filled with authority.

Maxim laughs casually. "Relax, Nikolai. I was only teasing." He turns his attention back to me, his gaze still fixated on my chest. "But seriously, if you ever need anything, just let me know."

"No," I respond firmly, meeting Maxim's gaze head-on.

Maxim abruptly changes the topic of conversation. "Nikolai, we need to discuss the sex slave and human trafficking operation that my cousins, the Antonovich brothers, ran before they were arrested."

Nikolai clenches his fists, his voice filled with anger. "I am not involved in that business."

Maxim rolls his eyes, dismissing Nikolai's response. "Come on, there's money to be made! We can be partners in this lucrative venture."

Nikolai's voice rises, his frustration evident. "Not interested, you asshole. Drop it!"

"Nikolai, I'm just trying to help you see reason. This is what the Bratva wants. They sent me here to assist you," Maxim explains, attempting to justify his stance.

"End. Of. Discussion," Nikolai replies tersely, clearly indicating that he wants no further conversation on the matter.

Maxim smirks and takes a sip of his drink before speaking. "I've recently purchased a motel on the outskirts of town. It's the perfect location for my operations. It's inconspicuous and isolated, which makes it easier for my customers to come and go without anyone noticing."

Nikolai's face twists in disgust. "I will not profit off the exploitation of underage girls.”

Maxim chuckles. "Well, I guess that's where we differ, old friend. I see it as a money making opportunity. And with the right connections, it can be a profitable venture for all of us.”

“Fuck off.” Nikolai tells Maxim.

"Fine. But just remember that there will come a time when you have to face the consequences of your actions."

I shift uncomfortably in my seat, sickened by Maxim. I have to say something, “How can you be so heartless? Those girls are human beings, not commodities to be bought and sold."

Maxim turns to me with a sly grin. "Ah, Adalina. You would have been a prime target for someone like me."

Nikolai stands and walks over to Maxim, towering over him. "That's enough, Maxim.” Nikolai grabs Maxim by his hair and shoves his face in the plate of food on the table in front of him. “Do not speak to her! Keep it up and I will slice your balls off and shove them down your throat!”

Nikolai sits back in his chair as Maxim wipes the food from his face with his cloth napkin. I am shocked by Nikolai’s aggressive behavior. He really is a beast. He really has a dark side.

Maxim smirks, unfazed by Nikolai's actions. "Relax, Ubiytsa. I'm just joking around. But you have to admit, the motel is a brilliant business move."

I stand up to leave, “I refuse to sit here while you discuss human trafficking!”

Nikolai looks at me, “You are not leaving this table until dinner is over.”

I look at him incredulously, “You cannot force me to stay.”

Nikolai’s voice is cold, “Actually, I can. Remember, you are a captive here.”

I sit back down in my chair.

Misha speaks up, “Can we change the subject? This is not a pleasant conversation for dinner.”

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