We are born Bratva–We die Bratva!
You’ve met my cousin Glazov, now please allow me to introduce myself
My birth name was, “Mathias Novak” I had changed it when I
left New York at a young age and relocated to California.
You see, “Carl Sims” sounded much more Americanized and it
would keep me from being viewed as a mobster, or a thug.
I like to think of myself as a business man with an edge and
the words mobster and thug carry a stigma with them that I do not want to be
Being of European descent I am very particular.
I am a polished man, a very precise man and perfected at
anything that I do.
Not just any woman has the capability to snag my attention,
it takes a certain something if you will and women like Katrina are few and far between.
I have no intention of letting Katrina get away from me.
Then there is also the issue of the diary, I will be keeping
Katrina on a short leash…
To say that I am a dangerous man would be an understatement; let’s just say that Katrina crossed the wrong man when she stole that diary and if forced marriage is the only way to keep her from testifying against me; well then, So. Be.It.
I was doing great. Riding high on the success of my bestseller. Until the Mobster I stole from to write the book; demanded his diary back.
Giving that diary back would be admitting I had
stolen it and used it to write my story.
It meant admitting my novel which had now become a worldwide, phenomenal best seller; was nothing more than a hoax.
This created a grave problem, it meant losing a lot of
money and worse than that, it meant my reputation as a writer would be ruined.
I had no choice, I would have to try and charm this
snake, somehow, some way; into not ruining all that I had worked for.
But forced marriage?!? He couldn’t be serious, or could he?
Novak is available on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Suzanne-Steele/e/B00C9L6YRQ