Vlad
"I'll set you up on a date, you G?" Irene—my friend asked.
"Nah," I answered.
I wasn't interested in any relationship, not because I can't but because I don't want to. Too much responsibilities.
But when irene sent me her pictures, I found myself agreeing with the date.
"Oh, it's you." I said as I saw her.
"A-uh.. yea, it's nice to see you again." I gestured her to sit down.
"Just so you know, my friend Irene and Arseen set me up on this. Are you also?" I managed to keep myself calm when I wanted to cursed because of how fucking beautiful she is.
"Uh, actually Irene was my sister." I arched my brow. Irene told me about her sister but didn't told me that this woman in front of me was her sister.
"Ah.. I see, you're the chairwoman of the company she's been handling correct?" I said, halos magwala ang loob loob ko nang ngumiti ito.
Fuck that smile was killing me.
"What's your name by the way? I forgot to ask when I first saw you." She held my gaze. Those ocean deep dark blue eyes were hypnotizing me.
"It's Maeve." I nodded.
It was a beautiful name, the name that's been always in my mind.
"I'm Vladimir."
"Russian huh?"
"And if I am?" I held her gaze.
"Doesn't matter." She answered.
"Never heard of that before." She arched her brow.
"Why?"
"You know, Russia issues." I took a sipped from my wine before speaking, "They said russia is full of mafias. they don't want a hellish life." I glanced at my wine before back to her eyes.
"Are you a mafia?" She asked innocently.
I nodded, "Will you back out?"
"Is mafia life a hellish?" She asked back.
I smirked, "No. It's a choice. If you choose a hellish life, but for me a life of a mafia is good because you're surrounded by luxury yet dangerous. Not hellish. If I were to have a woman, I won't let her live a hellish life." I said.
"Then I won't back out." She confidently said.
"You sure?" She nodded.
"Use your words, kitten. I want to hear it from you." I said lowly, just enough for her to hear.
"I won't back out, Vladimir. You're interesting. I don't care what life you had, as long as you keep me safe." I smirked.
Fucking hell, yeah. I would keep you safe.
I don't know but there's something inside her that drawn me to her.
Maybe because it was her eyes? Her eyes are empty when I first met her.
It was a beautiful dark shade of blue but something in it was missing. Or perhaps, something in it is broken?
I'm asking myself why did I even notice it? Maybe I notice it because I have the same pain?
I saw her she wants to be treated, she may not didnt show it but i noticed. And I treated her the way she deserved to be treated.
I was careful and gentle when it comes to her. Just not in bed.
When she told me about what her father did to her mother, I found myself in the same situation as her.
We're the same.
We're in the same pain, same struggles, same suffering.
Maybe I was drawn to her because I saw myself in her?
My father also killed my mother in front of me. But after that, my father also killed himself, leaving the organization under my name.
I never had the chance to get revenge, I never get the chance to know what happened.
All I did was move on, because I don't have a choice.
I built a wall around me that even me I can't climb, walls to protect myself. I distanced myself from the world. Shutting off everyone. But somehow, I was drawn to her—Maeve.
I found myself being the man i never knew I could.
I found myself wanting to protect her, love her.
"She's an assasin, sir." My eyes flashed open as I heard my sovietnik.
"She what?" I asked.
"She's an assasin. She's white. From the Claymore Organization." I gestured him to get out.
"She was a fucking assasin." I covered my face with my hands in frustration.
She was my enemy. Fuck it.
I calmly went back to our bedroom with my men.
And I saw her, wearing her uniform. It was fucking look good on her.
"Run white, run for your life. You failed your mission and now I will fucking haunt you down." I harshly said at her.
"Leave, now. Don't fucking manipulate me with those eyes of yours, It won't work anymore." I turned around and started walking towards the door.
I Stopped when i reached the door frame, "I'll give you a chance to fulfill your mission, but you have to fight me this time."
"You're the fucking traitor I hated the most. Leave, and dont come back to me." was my last word before I left her.
I left her because I saw her eyes, she was gonna cry. And if I saw those fucking tears again I might pulled her back in my arms.
What i said was a lie, I wanted her to leave not because I was betrayed, but because the other bosses of the bratva found out about my relationship with her. I need her away from me in order to protect her.
I will fix everything before I come back to her.
"She must be killed,Vladimir." One of the bosses spoke.
"She's our enemy! She's the one who ruined the other organizations in the bratva. With that, she must be killed!" Another one spoke.
"Nobody is gonna fucking touch my woman. Not even you, not even me. Nobody is gonna touch her. Touch her and I will fucking ruin you." My voice echoed through the huge conference room.
This was against the rules, but fuck. I would fucking break all the rules in order to protect her.
"What did she feed you? What's gotten into you? This was against the rules!"
"Fuck those rules." I pierced my gaze at him.
Everyone went silent.
After that I ordered my sovietnik and my shestyorka to investigate all the bosses if they have a plan to Maeve. 238 bosses planned to bring her down.
I started it first. I massacred them all in just one Day. Making sure they can't touch Maeve. Not when she's carrying my child.
"How is she?" I asked lorde on the other line of the phone.
"She's good, minsan ay nahihirapan lang sya siguro dahil maselan sya." I nodded though he can't see me.
"Can I ask you a favor?"
"Sure, ano yon'?"
"Can you put a hidden camera inside her house? I want to see her."
Lorde did what I requested. Everynight and every day I'm watching her.
Her daily routine, how she will cry silently and staring at our picture frame. It broke me. Knowing I can't wipe those fucking tears.
I'm always thinking about her, crying and praying about her safety.
Even a man with full of sins and a man with a blood of different people in his hands like me can still pray for his woman.
After a years when i saw her in that dark alley, I found myself begging for her to come back.
Not just because I want her back, but because I fucking love her.
I'm ready to accept her and love her in any way I can.
When I first met my son I was happy, I've been longing to see him.
Said I don't want to be in a relationship because it was a too much responsibilities. But I found myself wanted to take responsibilities, because it was her I'm gonna take responsibility with.
"Baby, my love, my solace, my infinite, my eternity, my universe, my everything. May I ask for your permission? Will you marry me?" Tears fell down her cheeks as I asked.
She chuckled, "Yes."
When I heard her answer I don't know what to do, I wanted to Marry her right away. But I know we need to plan it first.
I asked where she want to be married, she said she want in Germany where her father married her mother. The cologne cathedral. So cologne cathedral it is.
When she walk down the aisle I was taken aback by her beauty.
My eyes went teary. Not because she was beautiful in that red long gown. Because I know that time she was gonna be mine. She's gonna carry my last name.
She was the beautiful woman I've ever seen, I can't take my eyes off of her. She's fucking exquisite.
The way the long gown fits her perfectly, her hair cascaded down her back.
Days after the wedding we received a message from my sovietnik. Her father died.
I stayed by her side, though she didn't cry in front of silver but I was pampering her everynight because she will cry in my arms.
I stayed by her, until I found her eyes no longer empty. It was dark but it will lit up whenever she's smiling. She became even more beautiful.
My past was miserable, but i won't do it. I won't let history repeat itself. I will cherish, protect and love my wife with all the ways I can.
My wife didn't left the Claymore organization. Instead, She became the owner as Dr. Guild passed away due to sickness. The elite team still serving the organization but now in a good way. The bratva and the assasin organization was now ally. And someday, Silver will be handling the bratva.
I have a good relationship with epsilon, alpha, lota and delta.They also became my friend and sometimes they will visit us when we have an occasions.
Now we're currently at the cemetery, my parents grave. Kakatapos lang namin bisitahin ang puntod ng magulang nya. Once in a week we will visit their grave.
"Hi, Mommy and daddy. Vlad is okay, I'm taking care of him. And he's taking care of us too." She talked to my parents grave like it can hear her.
I smiled and caressed his back.
"Grandma and grandpa, daddy is the best." Silver giggled.
"Is that true? Little one?" I pinched his cheek lightly.
"Yes, Daddy." I chuckled and carried him.
"You love daddy?" I asked him.
"So much, daddy." I smiled at him.
Binaling ko ang tingin ko sa asawa ko. I pulled her close and kissed her forehead.
"I love you so fucking much." I said to her and she smiled.
"I love you so much." I pulled her closer to me and hugged her. Silver hugged us both with his tiny hands.
With these two I'm complete, they're my everything.
With that, I continued loving the assasin. And I will always love the assasin I fell in love with—Maeve Karma Williams–Kozlov.
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