Isabella's POV.
Russian Mafia...
It kept echoing in my head loud and clear. Nikolai Volkov. Lazar Volkov. How did I end up in this situation?
The people I've been running from all my life. I ended up in their clutches just like that? How? Why was this happening? After everything that has happened, why this? Why now?
Mafia... Nikolai was a Russian Mafia heir. The same man I slept with. How could this happen? How could I be so stupid?
I've gotten myself in danger! I should've been smart. I should've been cautious, but who would have known that the only man I met at the bar would turn out to be a Russian Mafia member? If that wasn't enough, Lazar barged into my life like a hurricane.
But if Lazar hadn't told me the truth, I might never have found it, and it might've been too late.
Nikolai was crazy. How would I be able to free myself from him?
