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Chapter 24
Mila marched into her brother’s establishment with her head held high. It had been two days since she received a call from him, demanding that she bring her ass back to New York. The bouncer immediately opened the door for her as she, Oleg, and Davor approached him.
Cherry Blossom was packed with drunken partiers, but they weren’t too drunk to know to move out her way as she made her way through the club.
“You sure you’re up to this?” Davor asked her as he pushed someone out of his way.
“I don’t have a choice; he’s my brother,” she replied. Her body was still sore, but the last few days she had rested. She knew it would take time for her body to heal to one hundred percent. She would not be able to hide from her brother for long.
Word had made its way to him that Vlad was killed, and of course he naturally assumed she had something to do with it. Well, she put on her big girl panties today and would graciously accept this ass chewing.
Davor and Oleg had caught her up on the events that had occurred while she was on the run. According to them, the Black Society had taken out their revenge on the lowlife wannabe gangs that thought they would collect the bounty on her head. The thugs had thought they would fight back, but the Black Society’s pockets ran deep. There wasn’t a law enforcement agency that wasn’t in the pocket of the Black Society.
The charity auction had been rescheduled in the next couple of months. The true charities that the organizations raised money for shouldn’t have to suffer.
They arrived at the VIP section of the club. Oleg opened the door for her and she walked in, wearing a halter top with leather leggings and a favorite pair of heels. She almost felt sexy, if it wasn’t for the large bruises that she had collected. The private balcony was booming with the VIP patrons, as usual for a Friday night.
As in normal fashion, her brother sat at his favorite table in the corner of the private balcony. He was not alone. Boris and two skanks dressed in bikinis were draped over the both of them. She tried not to roll her eyes at the whore who was trying to get her brother’s attention.
She pushed her flowing hair from her face as she stalked toward her brother, stopping in front of his table. Oleg and Davor stood off to the side as she faced her brother.
“Boris.” She nodded a greeting to her brother’s other captain.
“Mila, it’s good to see you in one piece,” he chuckled as he leaned back in the chair, as if waiting to watch a show between siblings.
She glowered at the bimbos who dismissed her.
“Get the fuck out of here, skanks,” she demanded. She refused to talk family business in front of two bimbos.
“You heard my sister. Leave,” Pasha said, dismissing them. He had yet to take his eyes off of Mila. Mila raised her chin, refusing to falter. She handled herself well and didn’t get herself killed while doing it.
“Jora,” her brother called out to the head of security. He motioned for him to clear the balcony. A sense of déjà vu settled over her as Jora and security cleared the pool and the patrons sitting at the poolside tables.
“Pasha—”
“You have got to have the biggest fucking balls to waltz your ass in here with your head held high, as if you owned this fucking place,” Pasha snapped.
“Just let me explain—”
“You were given a direct order to stand down, Mila.” Pasha cut her off as he leaned on the table. She crossed her arms in front of her chest as she waited to for him to finish. “An order.” He slammed his fist down on the table.
The music playing from the DJ booth cut out, leaving them in silence.
“Am I allowed to respond now?” she asked, settling her hands on her hips. He gave her a death stare, but he forgot one thing. He was her older brother and he couldn’t intimidate her in the way that he did his men.
“Please do.” He motioned for her to go ahead.
“Yes, you gave me a direct order and I tried to stay out of it. But you know this family is ingrained in me, just as much as it is in you. Had it been the other way around, do you think you would have stayed away? Would you want me and Nikolai on the front lines while you were hidden away? Let me answer for you, no. Fuck no you wouldn’t stay away,” she snapped.
“Mila—”
“I’m not finished.” She pounded her fist on the table. Even Boris had shock registered on his face at her outburst. “It was too much for just you to handle. We are a team, we have always been one. Since the time we were children, you, Nikolai, and I have always had each other’s backs. With the war going on, the only thing I could do to help was to get the contract on my head cancelled and I handled that. And in doing that, you are now officially the King of New York. Did I hear a thank you for that? Did I hear “I’m glad you didn’t get yourself killed, Mila?” No, I didn’t. Just a “Get your ass back to New York,” was all I got,” she snapped, her breaths coming fast.
“Am I allowed to respond now?” Pasha asked, standing from his seat and walking from around the table to stand next to her. Even in heels, she had to tip her head back to look at her older brother.
“Thank you,” he said, cupping her head in his hands as he placed a kiss on her forehead. She softened on the inside as she would only do for her brother.
Dammit, she cursed to herself. She had been on a roll.
