THĒ JÃILBĪRD
Thē Jãilbīrd - Episode 71&72
(Female•In•Disguise)
★★★★★★★★★★★★★
#UNEDITED
When I say I'll never pick my phone to type if any of the requirements stays incomplete before 6pm everyday, I mean it.
If i return from work at 6 and find it complete, then I'd type even if I'm fuçking tired, but if it's incomplete at 6 like what happened on Saturday, then we resting. Sure as fûck.
If the next chapter is needed tomorrow again, complete requirements on time.
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TWENTY MINUTES LATER, INSIDE THE HOUSE*
Zoya and Sergei already went upstairs, and the other soldiers has been directed to stay at the annex.
Angelika is sitting on a couch in the living room, looking sullen.
She's picking on her nails while Aleksandr is walking around the living room, hands tucked in his pockets with grim face like he's the saddest person on earth.
He was about to take another turn when he noticed Angelika, so he walked to her and stood in front of her.
"Are you ok?" He asked, and she looked up.
"Death... He was the last person I expected to be my father." she shook her head.
"Why?" Aleksandr settled beside her.
"He likes shedding blood too much, and he's cruel. You should see the way he kills" she muttered, and Aleksandr sighed.
"I love blood, and i can't wait to meet him" he grimly said.
"Really? But aren't we just nine year olds? How do you love blood?" She blinked.
"Simple. I grew up at the Base with mum, and I witnessed a lot of blood." he said freely.
"Coco melon is my favorite cartoon, what about yours?" She suddenly asked.
"I hate cartoons, but I love captain America, the civil war"
"Oh... War film?"
"Yeah, and before you ask what my favorite toy is... I hate toys too, they're stupid" he curtly said.
"I have plenty of toys, but my yellow feather pillow is my favorite. It makes me sleep well at night, and I gave it a name... Poppi" she smiled, and he stroked her hair.
"I'll teach you how to handle a gun. You need it" he said.
"You...can do that too?" Her eyes widened in awe.
He nodded.
*
UPSTAIRS, ZOYA'S ROOM*
Zoya already changed the soldiers uniform.
Now she's wearing a floral backless dress with thin straps, and her glasses are gone too.
She was admiring the ring on her finger when a knock came at the door, and she went to open it, revealing a maid with a cup of coffee.
She took the coffee from the tray and dismissed her with a wave of her hand.
She took a satisfactory sip and was about to shut the door when Sergei appeared.
"Can I come in?"
"Of course" she shrugged, and he slipped in, shutting the door behind.
"When is Ksenia coming home?" She asked.
"Don't deceive the kids. You're engaged to him, not married" he replied, ignoring her question.
Zoya dropped her coffee cup.
"So far his signature is on the deal, then it doesn't matter. We'll get married before the election, isn't it? You're not giving him your vote unless we get married" she glared.
Sergei sighed, sitting on the bed edge, and Zoya shadowed her eyes suspiciously.
"Tell me Madden doesn't have another woman already" she said, her nose flaring.
Sergei remained on his seat, and that angered her more.
"Talk to me!!!!" She yelled crazily, picking the coffee cup and smashing it on the headboard, spilling black coffee all-over the bed.
Sergei stood immediately, nodding.
"She's American, a female disguised as a male in the clan." He said, and she cackled, turning around sharply.
"Whoever she is, we'll meet at the burial tomorrow."
*
Klara's car is still on the road.
The drive back to the clan will probably take ten more minutes, and as she sat at the backseat of the car, her mind was totally clouded.
She might not have seen Zoya's face, but she's sure that she's the one who drove in when she was driving out earlier.
The soldiers van is enough confirmation.
The fact that Zoya is back only means things will get murkier from now on.
And she'll be drowned by guilt cos she started this mess.
FLASHBACK, TEN YEARS AGO*
"Are you sure you'll be able to handle him? I can go" Eighteen years old Madden said confidently.
He's standing with Klara in the middle of her office.
Klara is preparing to go meet Sergei since they need an ally in The Bratva, and he seems to be the strongest, coupled with the fact that he was also friends with late Ivan
"I'll do it. I know how to handle him so wait for me" Klara replied, flashing him an assuring smile before leaving the office.
She thought she had it all under wraps, but everything changed when she arrived at Sergei's office.
Sergei tendered two documents in front of her, and she swallowed an invisible lump down her throat.
"What is...this?" She muttered, her voice almost unheard.
"You want me on your side? Then I'm giving you two proposals. You either get married to me, or your son gets married to my first daughter, Zoya. They're age mates" Sergei replied craftily.
"Get married to you? My late husband Ivan was your friend" Klara said finally.
"Then make Madden get engaged with Zoya. They can get married in the future before I cast my vote for him. I'm the strongest ally you can ever have, Klara." he said, and Klara blinked with uncertainty before getting her phone.
She dialled Madden's line...
"How's it going?" His deep voice came, and Klara held her breath before talking...
"Send your fingerprint and signature to Sergei's database. Tell Sin to help with it" she said.
"Why?" He asked.
"Just do it, Madden... Please" she muttered, ending the call.
Sergei grinned, resting back on his chair.
Five minutes later, Sergei's database workers came in with the fingerprint and signature.
The two were printed on the document, then it was photocopied into two so Klara got her copy too.
"Madden has my future vote, and you have my support, Klara. You made the right choice" Sergei smiled at her.
That's wrong.
Cos when she returned to the clan and Madden heard about it, he lost it.
"The f+ck? Marriage? Engagement? Me?" He laughed insanely, and Klara gulped.
"Me???!!!!!" He yelled, making her stagger and she fell on the office desk.
"It's for the best, Madden" she shook her head, and he grabbed her tightly by the neck, choking life out of her as his eyes brimmed.
"Ma...dd...
"I could have gone by myself... I could have beat him to a fuçking pulp after he made the stupid offer, but you insisted on doing it yourself, and now I'm signed over to Zoya? I've seen her once and I can't stand pick-me like her!" He spat lividly, his cold palm still intact around her throat.
"I...I... I'm sor...
He already let her go before she could finish, and she landed on the table, then he started walking out angrily.
"Madden please!!" She ran after her and pulled him by the arm.
The moment he turned back, he was with his gun.
She wasn't expecting his next move, cos he shot her directly...on the arm.
"Ohhhhh!!!!!" She grabbed the bloody arm.
"Don't f+çking touch me" he muttered.
BACK TO THE PRESENT*
Klara sighed and rolled up the sleeve of her right arm.
The gunshot wound scar is still there, a reminder of her stupidity that year.
The car finally zoomed into the compound, and as expected, it's full of dignitaries from The Bratva, chatting in groups.
Immediately she stepped down, she was surrounded by most of the men, and she began leading them to her office.
On her way there, she sighted Igor standing in front of the power house, glaring hatefully at her.
She entered the house anyways, but Igor's glare didn't stop till Andrei joined him.
"I called the consigliere like you asked, but he wasn't answering" he reported.
"I'll call him myself. I need to see father's vote by myself, though I'm sure I own it" Igor replied and left.
Andrei suddenly felt arms around himself from behind, and he slowly removed the arms before turning to meet the expected face.
Maya.
He checked out her hands for any sign of new cuts, but there was none, so he smiled.
"I like it when you smile" she suddenly said, and the smile faded as he looked at her to see her smiling too.
She looks radiant.
He was still holding her hands when she craned her neck up a little bit, giving him a pure peck on the right cheek.
"Have fun, I need to go pick my dress for the burial. Don't miss me too much" she smiled again, walking away.
Andrei's smile immediately returned to his face as he watched her till she disappeared into her suite.
*
KITCHEN*
The trampoline is full of mobsters again.
No one wants to miss a moment of the sightseeing.
The important men who're pouring into the compound every minute are much, and Adeline is busy feeding her eyes.
She hasn't seen anyone of them before,.. The Bratva is really large, or maybe she's not really staring at the men.
Maybe she's staring at the one whose tousled hair covered his right eye... The one who's wearing a sleek suit, the tallest one, the one with the most attractive accent... The youngest and the most handsome.
Madden.
He's with like five other men right now in front of house of Orlovs, and whatever they're discussing is none of her business.
She just wants to keep watching her attractive man like this.
There's nothing as refreshing as seeing Madden in a suit. It fits him in all damn cuts, but he hates it.
He's starting to get uncomfortable with it, cos she saw him undo the first three buttons of the dress shirt like his habit.
Seeing his dark chest tattoos made her soak underneath.
There's a sick type of thrill that comes with seeing his tattoos in the bedroom, but seeing it outside like this felt too much, and she almost went there to button up for him.
That shouldn't be for all eyes, at all.
She smiled at her own insane thoughts and bit her upper lip, then Madden made a slight turn, and their eyes met.
She blinked immediately she got caught, and she was about to look away in embarrassment when she saw the corner of his lips curl up in a slight...
Smile?
Madden Smirnov... Smiled?
F+ck! She should have photographed that and kept it in her skull, but before she could, he already entered the house of Orlovs with the men.
She smiled widely, finally facing the rest, and she was shocked to see all eyes on herself.
Poe, Jinx, Loud, Malik...
"I... Need to use the washroom" she awkwardly said and stood.
"Micheal!" Trixie appeared that moment.
"We meet later" Adeline replied and left the trampoline.
She bumped into Lady Selesta, and the lady held her.
"Your cheeks are flushed" she said.
"I'm fine" Adeline replied and released herself.
Instead of going to the restroom, she made her way to the manor.
She needs to keep her eyes away from Madden publicly at this rate.
But what to do? He's illegally attractive, and her attraction to him is getting worse these days.
*
ZHITNEVO, 3PM*
"You can't leave the bed yet!" A nurse rushed into the ward immediately Corey sat up.
He was moved into this ward together with Gianna this morning.
"Is mother on screen?" He asked adamantly, getting down from the bed and doing the buttons of his hospital gown.
"Yeah. She's in room 6, with the consigliere" the nurse replied, and he held his chest as he started walking out of the room.
"You might pass out again" Gianna said from the second bed.
She woke up last night too.
"Keek your mouth shut!" He barked, staggering out.
He held the walls for support till he got to digital room 6 and pushed the door open.
Truly, Nazeera is on screen, and Erik's consigliere (mafia lawyer) is in the room, talking to her.
"You can't be walking around yet!" Nazeera yelled from screen.
"I still stand on my words... Capture Adeline and give her to me instead of revealing her. I know what to do... I'm gonna wipe her memories" he replied sternly.
"You'll have anything you want, Corey" the consigliere said, and Corey faced him.
"Expatiate" he said.
The man got a mini remote and opened another screen on the wall, revealing three documents of Erik's vote.
"You have your father's three votes as the only son, and all members of the top 5 are on your side except Sergei. You're already the Pakhan... Just wait till after the burial" he said.
"Go back and rest, Corey. You'll have her" Nazeera said from the screen, and Corey reluctantly left.
"But... who's the biological father of Igor and Sin if it's not Erik?" The consigliere asked.
"Not a talk for today" Nazeera replied, running her hand over her cross chest tattoo as the screen went off.
*
CLAN, 8PM~ MANOR*
Adeline's lips spread into a classic smile when she checked out herself in front of the bedroom mirrored walls.
She's wearing a red off-the-shoulder bodycon dress, highlighting every curve and edges.
She found it boxed up in Madden's closest, and there's even a red gladiator heels to compliment it.
No idea why the two were inside the wardrobe, but she just decided to try it on, and they both fit perfectly.
There's no red lipstick to complete the trinity, but she still looks stunning in it anyways, and she definitely loves the feel of the material on her skin, and the red lights did the unpaid job of adding to the beauty.
She couldn't stop staring at her pretty self, turning around every minute.
She was still at it when the door opened, and Madden stepped in.
His suit is off, he's holding it in his right hand.
His white undershirt too is out of his belt, and all the buttons are undone, giving him the look of a tired daddy...a sèxy tired daddy.
His hair is more disheveled than before, and right now it's covering almost both eyes.
"Fûck" Adeline muttered and was about to rush to him when he spoke up...
"Take off the gown"
The red lights flickered... It's like they listen to his voice or something, and she obeyed so fast.
She easily slipped the gown off her shoulders, and it fell on it's own, to her ankles.
She stepped out of it, standing unclad in front of him. The fresh air from the AC hit her clean genitals.
Even without his touch, she could already feel her own wetness, then his next words came like a spell...
"Crawl to me on your hands and knees"
"Madden ...
"That's an order" he cut her off strictly, flipping his belt apart before dragging down his slacks and boxers at a time.
His huge c∆ck spranged out, bouncing hard like it's on hydraulics.
There's a slight drop of pre-c+m on the tip, and her mouth watered when she sighted it.
Her knees turned to jelly as she went down on all fours, and she started crawling to him on her hands and knees, her face looking up at him throughout...
"You're doing so well" he muttered gutturally, taking his c∆ck in his palm to pump vigorously.
Her hungry p+$$y was already dripping juices down her thick thighs before she got to him.
He wrapped the belt easily on her neck, straightening her to her knees with it.
"You look gorgeous when you're at my mercy, do you know that?" He said, his voice deviant and devilish as the pre-c+m on his c∆ck tip fell on Adeline's cheek, rolling down her neck and down to her br+àst.
"Mmm" she m0aned slowly, and he smirked, seeing the insatiable hunger in her oceanic eyes... All for him.
He loves this view so darn much.
"Now suck it and make it good..." he muttered, and her mouth opened on it's own, so he plunged it inside, deep down her warm throat.
She held his thighs, choking as all his girth filled her up, seizing her breaths.
"You look damn beautiful stuffed with my c0ck like this" he said as his hold on the belt tightened, and he began guiding his d+ck in and out of her mouth, choking her and f+çking her mouth at the same time.
Adeline tried her best to take him nicely since he's so f+çking huge, but she couldn't contain it all, and unplanned tears brimmed at the corner of her eyes.
"I love it when my c0ck makes you cry... Use your tongue, Addie" He groaned, pushing hard again.
Saliva dropped from the corner of her lips, and the d+ck slipped out, but she immediately took it and shoved it back into her mouth.
This time, she did well than the first, and she used her tongue, her head bobbing up and down as she took it to her deep throat, squeezing it.
"F+ck! Addie" he growled, slinging his head back as a hurricane of pleasure flipped him.
She doesn't only ride like a motherfûcker, she sucks like one, too.
She sucked faster, licking the shaft with her tongue as he prepared to burst, and his d+ck grew in her mouth.
"Urgg!" He groaned hoarsely, his hold on the belt tightening again as her n+pples got so hard, and her body vibrated with overheated stimulation.
A nectar of saltines filled her mouth when he exploded all-over her tongue, and she made sure to swallow it all.
His still-hard d+ck slipped out, and Madden used his thumb to gather the c+m that spilled on her lips.
He dipped the thumb into her mouth, and she licked, then he pulled her up, removed the belt from her neck and slipped two fingers into her folds.
Her p+$$y literally hugged them, then he added one more, and she bit her lip slightly.
"Your p+$$y is weeping hungrily for me. You want it that bad, dusha moya?" He held eyes with her, and she bit her lip again when she moved the fingers.
"Yes... please... I want it so bad..." She muttered impatiently, her body quivering with stark desires.
"Properly" he muttered, moving the fingers again.
"F+ck me hard, Madden" she replied, and that was all the push he needed before lifting her up.
He wrapped her legs on his waist and rested her back on the wall, so now she's between the wall and him.
He slid his c0ck into her opening from the base, and the s+xy look that appeared on her face immediately was priceless.
"Ouchhh!!" She cried in sweetness, wrapping her arms on his stiff shoulders as he began f+çking her wildly against the wall, her @ss bouncing hard on his c0ck.
"Yes. Yes. F+ck!!!" She cried out, pulling at his hair.
"Harder... please harder...." she begged, her breàsts bouncing softly as he thrusted up again.
"You feel that?" He grunted deeply.
"I want more.. more. It's so good..mmm" she breathlessly m0aned, and he bit her full lips into his mouth in a er0tic kiss.
They felt each other's tongue at the same time.
Warm and cold collided, and he pounded up into her, slamming his whole length.
"Oh gawd! Madden!!" She screamed, biting into his lips as the pleasure got madly insane.
"Don't stop... don't f+çking...ahh!"
She lost her breaths when he hit a spot he has never hit before, and he released hotly inside her before starting to thrust again.
This time, he dropped her in bed and pounded her properly in deep missionary, making her cry for more.
Adeline knows this is more than "just" s+x to her already.
The dark, dirty, beautiful magic in his eyes intrigues her so much, and she wants it so bad it's not funny anymore.
Madden brought his lips to her face, and his tongue mapped every goosebump below her chin, around her neck, swirling over the curve of her chest till it slept over her aching lips, tasting her lust.
Inwardly, he's hoping she's ready for tomorrow, and the upcoming saga.
*
NEXT DAY, 10AM*
The burial is scheduled to hold this morning, and by 10am, the compound is already so full, even more than yesterday.
His grave was dug at a secluded area at the back of the compound, and the place is already filled up.
Klara is wearing white again, and a delicate net veil from her cap is covering her face like she's in a wedding.
Igor, Sin and Trixie stood on the other side of the grave, and Igor looks like he lost a lot of weight cos his black suit is barely hanging on his body.
Andrei is standing with Jinx, Poe and Malik at another angle, all wearing black suits.
Adeline is in black suit too, and she's standing beside Madden at another angle, trying to calm the soreness between her legs
She's still so sore from last night, and it's hard to walk properly without feeling him.
Madden is not wearing a suit, he's on black slacks and red button down, though he's still cooperate.
Over hundred mafia men and women are present from The Bratva.
The top 5 except are there too except Sergei, and Adeline couldn't help but notice most of them giving her curious looks.
She expected it anyways. Since she killed Stravinsky, she got popular.
Michael Alonso... Death's boy.
She took a quick glance into the grave.
Erik's body is already inside, placed in a glass coffin which definitely costs a fortune.
Silence rented the graveyard when the mafia priest came forward in his black robe...
"Erik Orlov, the 5th Pakhan of...
"Excuse me!" A voice interrupted, and the men made way as Maya entered the circle.
She's wearing white too just like Klara, and she's with her knife.
Before anyone could stop her, she cut herself on the arm and dropped her blood in the grave.
* What the ... Someone get her away!!.
"I hope you don't rest in peace for locking me in my room and locking Madden in the basement!!!" She shouted as the guards started trying to take her, but she wounded them with the knife.
"Stay back or I'll draw out your intestines and sun-dry my panties on it" she threatened, swinging the knife.
Madden and Klara pretended not to see what's happening, especially Madden.
He even got cigar from his pocket and began smoking.
Adeline couldn't believe her ears beside him.
He was locked in the... basement?
Geez!
"May your soul rot, Erik Orlov!!" Maya screamed again.
"F+çking bî+ch!!" Igor made to attack her, but Andrei covered her.
"Don't touch her" he said.
Igor directed his anger at Andrei's face, punching him hard.
Andrei bled, and Maya's eyes widened.
"You asshole!!!" She yelled crazily, throwing her knife at him.
It got Igor's stomach, and all eyes widened as he went on his knees, bleeding.
"Ahh!"
"Igor!" Andrei and Sin rushed to him, and that was when a new car drove in. Sergei and Zoya came out of it
Sin and Andrei took Igor away as Zoya and Sergei walked into the place.
Klara folded her fists, but Madden just continued acting like he didn't see Zoya too.
Sergei joined the other top men at the other angle, but Zoya walked straight to Madden.
"Erik Orlov...
The priest start talking again, but Zoya's voice interrupted.
"Step aside" she told Adeline who's beside Madden.
Adeline looked at her, and though her demeanor is supposed to scare her, but she doesn't feel any chill.
The only thing she's feeling from her is bad f+çking energy.
She looked at Madden, expecting him to tell her to step aside too, but he said nothing.
He's not even looking, just smoking away and choking everyone with nicotine.
"Step aside!" Zoya ordered again, frostily this time, and murmurs broke among the crowd.
* Erik's burial is the worse I've ever attended, what's this?
"Step aside, Micheal!" Sergei ordered from the other angle.
"I only listen to my master" Adeline fired back, then she looked back at Zoya who's already boiling with obvious rage.
"And who the f+ck are you?" She questioned.
"Screw you!" Zoya barked and made to slap Adeline, but Adeline bent back skillfully, so the hand flew past her.
The force returned to Zoya's body, and she lost her balance.
She started falling off since she's at the edge.
All eyes and mouth came wide in utter flabbergast.
Madden finally looked at her, and he smirked cruelly as he watched her fall into the grave, landing on top of Erik's coffin!
TBC.
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