Blade of Iris

I was sold to my enemies. The Volkov’s are the nightmares they warned me of as a child, the ones they spoke of in the dark in hushed tones. Traitors, killers, the boogeymen themselves sent to scare children like me.

Children of their enemies. A Kelly. A family that they have been at war with since before I was born, and now?

Now I am to marry into the Bratva Pigs. To become their blushing bride. My fathers plan, theirs as well.

A marriage to create peace. To unite the families and end the bloodshed once and for all. We are a symbol of hope, of the future, of harmony.

I have other ideas. I’m going to make these Vegas Kings fall. I’m going to kill the Volkov’s and serve their hearts up on a platter for my father.

They won’t see it coming...The Blade of Iris will be their end. Even if it starts the Mafia Wars. --