Dirty Passions An Interracial Russian Mafia Romance (The Lion and The Mouse #5) - Kenya Wright Page 0,62

in my hand.

I stifled the roar in my chest.

The men on the right side of my desk would clearly fuck her. Most likely, I could take them off my list of racist suspects.

Finally, Emily stepped to me and whispered, “I can stand. I don’t have to sit, and especially not right next to you.”

I leaned her way and brushed my lips against her ear. “Sit right there, or I’ll put you in the seat myself.”

She arched her eyebrows but did as I said.

I chose that moment to sit down too.

Let the games begin.

Chapter 14

Game of Zones

Kazimir

Everyone else arrived on time and surrounded us. Over thirty men crowded my office. Killers, thieves, and thugs.

David rolled in a massive map of Russia. This meeting would cover Sasha, Luka, and Uncle Igor’s top territories in the country. Other parts of Europe would be dealt with later this week.

A few men kept a low chatter among them.

I rose from my chair, placed both palm downwards on the desk, and leaned forward. “Let’s begin.”

Silence filled the space.

“Before we get into the top properties, I want to discuss a small district.” I scanned their faces. “Kapotnya.”

Emily spun around to me. Concern covered her face. Boris stirred behind her.

“Abram.” I directed my attention his way. “Kapotnya is part of your territory?”

He stepped forward looking like he was heading to a funeral—all black suit, shirt, and tie. Everything dark and sad. He kept his hands low and crossed in front of him. The good hand hid the cut-up one. Long ago, Abram had dated one of the brother’s daughters. While they were both teens—Abram seventeen and her fourteen, the man found him to be too old. Abram had argued that the three year age difference was just a number—unimportant to their love. And so the father showed him the importance of numbers by cutting off his three middle fingers.

“Kapotnya?” Abram held a grim expression. “Yes. It is in my district. It’s a very insignificant area. There’s not much there, so I have made no money in that area. But, I would like to keep it.”

“No.”

“No?” Abram tightened his lips, looking like he wanted to curse me out.

“I’m going to give Kapotnya to the mouse.”

Abram widened his eyes. “Excuse me?”

“Is there a problem?”

“No. That is just a very dangerous area to give to one. . .so delicate. Perhaps in a few months I can think of an area from my territory for her—”

“My mouse is not delicate, and you’re offer is unnecessary.” I turned to the others. “Kapotnya belongs to Emily. If anyone has a problem with the people or operations in that area, you take it to her.”

No one said anything.

Let’s see how Abram handles himself now.

“There are other things to discuss. Positions. I need three filled.” I sat back down and gestured to David. “Many may know him as King David. At this time, he will also be my number one.”

Pavel adjusted his tie.

Relax, cousin. I didn’t forget about you.

I motioned to Pavel, before he burst into tears and messed up his pretty hair. “Pavel is my number two. He has been loyal and productive in these past weeks. More than I can say about many of you in here.”

Pavel still didn’t look relieved.

I continued, “And from the Harlem Crew, Maxwell will be my number three.”

No one appeared happy. Zahkar’s face reddened. Surely, he cursed me out in his head. Emily glared at me. I hoped she wouldn’t make a scene in here. The last thing I needed was a couple’s dispute in front of all my men. Meanwhile, Maxwell glanced behind him as if I was talking about another Maxwell from Harlem.

A few men stirred in front of me. I checked Tisha and Roman’s responses. Tisha looked like he was close to falling asleep. Roman smiled and checked out everyone else as if he was taking note of all the good brotherhood gossip to blab about.

“Onto other news.” I rested my hands on the table. “When I went to Paris, there appeared to be problems with mistreatment toward Emily’s men. Today let’s have some clarification with this situation. In regard to this house and the investigations of the monkey corpses placed in my bedroom, her men will have full access. If anyone gets in their way, then her men have my full permission to put a bullet in the center of that person’s forehead.”

Silence continued.

However, all faces shifted to stunned.

“We’re done.” I motioned to the map. “Now, David will announce the division of territories in Russia.”

David