Glazov (Born Bratva Book 1)

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©Glazov

©Born Bratva Series

Copyright © 2013 Suzanne Steele

Published by Suzanne Steele

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To the Reader

The men I write about are Alpha males in every sense of the word. They are the men society warns us about. They are dominant males with controlling tendencies. They are the men you know you should stay away from, yet
you are drawn like a moth to a flame. If you are looking for a sweet romance, you won't find it here. What you will find is dark passion. Many times my heroes carry what would be
considered an obsession for the women they love. Each and every character I write about has demanded their voice be heard. I have been true to that calling, and I have stayed true to their personalities, which at times, the reader may not always agree with. They are dark, they are gritty, and many times, their love is dysfunctional, but nonetheless, it is real.

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Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Prologue Glazov’s Legacy

Prologue Novak

Twisted Boss An Excerpt

Kathleen

I waved in my assistant, Robin, and then held up a finger to signify I’d be with her in a moment. I was in the middle of a call, but even as distracted as I was with the conversation, I could tell there was something gravely wrong with my employee. She had always been a timid soul, perhaps even a bit skittish, but today, her elevated anxiety was evident by the way she toyed with her fingers. Something was making her very nervous.

I was finally able to end the call, so I directed my full attention to my assistant. Brushing the loose strands of my auburn hair away from my face, I leaned back in my chair and waited for Robin to tell me what had her so distressed.

“I’m in trouble, Kathleen, and I mean big trouble. I’m in way over my head. I borrowed money from Alexander Glazov.”

Her words hit me like a ton of bricks.

“Alexander Glazov? As in the Russian mobster, Alexander Glazov?”

“Yes,” she sobbed.

I stared at her in disbelief as she wiped her tear-stained face and continued talking. Witnessing her despair, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of compassion for this woman. After all, she had not only been a wonderful employee, but she was a dear and trusted friend as well.

“I started gambling, Kathleen, and I was winning. It was like a drug—an endorphin high or something—until I started losing. Oh God, what have I done? This guy kills people for a living.”

“How much money, Robin?”

“I started going to underground games, and before I knew it, I was losing and borrowing money from the house. That’s when…”

“Robin!” I cut her off. “I need to know how much money.”

“One hundred thousand,” she mumbled. “I have a husband and kids. This guy is a killer…” she trailed off, and her sobs only intensified at the thought of how indebted she was to the notorious mobster.

“Let me see what I can do, Robin. For now, I just want you to calm down and go back to work. I’ll handle it.” When I spoke, I was proud my reassurance sounded so full of strength and confidence because those were two attributes I most certainly didn’t feel like I possessed at the moment. I only made it through the rest of the day by distracting myself and pushing any thoughts of what I’d have to do later this evening out of my head.

I engulfed myself in paperwork, going through page after page until my eyes crossed. I would have gladly kept going too, even beyond the time I normally left for the day, if only it meant I wouldn’t have to face Alexander Glazov on my employee’s behalf.