A STOLEN NAME

CHAPTER 3

“You'll be killed, by me. I'll be ordered to kill you."

Sophia went cold, choking on her own saliva.

"Hey hey! Leo!" Alina shook her, still holding her soft cheeks.

"But you can call me Sophia anytime we're alone like this," Sophia replied, and Alina sighed.

"No. If I keep that up, then I might just mistakenly call you Sophia in public too."

"No. I know you're more intelligent than that, Alina. I just want to keep hearing my real name occasionally, so I won't forget who I really am. You're the only one who can make that happen," Sophia quickly shook her head, and Alina sighed again.

"Fine, but be careful, and don't do anything without telling me. You'll meet your roommates soon, and thankfully, they're cool," she said.

"Did you say that to make me feel better?" Sophia smiled slightly.

"Nope. Trust me, they're the coolest guys in this clan," Alina smiled back, and then they both heard the opening of the bedroom door.

Sophia gasped, and Alina picked her clothes from where she dropped them.

She pushed it to Sophia's chest...

"Quick! Go change," she told her, and Sophia quickly drew the towel away from her body.

She slipped on the boxers, the jeans, then Alina started helping her to bandage her boobs back.

"Newbie? You in there?" A voice came from the door.

Must be one of the roommates.

Alina wrapped the bandage faster.

"Are you mute? Say something or I'mma break down the door, and we'll have to bathe together! I'll get to see how big your d**k is anyway," the loud voice came again.

"I'll be out in a sec!" Sophia's fake male voice said when Alina finished tying the bandage.

She put on the male singlet, then the hoodie.

Alina opened the door eventually, and the face of a burly guy came into view with a scrunch on his nose.

"Alina? What the f**k are you doing in there with the newbie? Don't tell me you're already into him," he said with a scowl, but Alina just squeezed past him.

"He asked for assistance with the problematic shower, was just being kind," Alina replied coldly, and Sophia wondered if she was really her sister.

The tone she used for the guy is different... Russia really changed her sister so much, and she can't wait to experience that change too.

"You're not the kind of type," the guy talked again with squinted eyes.

"I made an exception for him since he's hot," Alina replied, giving Sophia a short glance before leaving the room.

"Don't f*****g step into this room anymore!" he shouted after Alina before facing Sophia.

"You can talk to me, newbie. Did you f**k her in the bathroom?" he asked.

'I don't even have a d**k,' Sophia thought in her head before letting out a fake smile.

"She only really helped with the shower malfunction. Can you stop talking about it?" She said through her teeth.

"Sure! My name is Lev, by the way," he smiled, throwing his arm over Sophia's shoulder.

Sophia stilled, wanting to break free, but then she remembered she was supposed to be a man.

Men do this all the time, so she stayed.

Thankfully, she's the same height as him.

"Your name is Lev? It makes sense," she replied, running her eyes through the room.

This guy can't be her only roommate... She'd die of his talkativeness.

Her prayers got answered when another guy came in, looking stern.

"Where the f**k have you been?" Lev questioned, pulling Sophia to his side.

The guy gave her a strange look, and Sophia frowned, wondering why he'd be looking at her that way.

Did he somehow figure out she's a female?

He didn't say anything before taking off his shoes, falling on the third bed.

"He's actually a cranky bastard, his name is Mikhail," Lev announced, and Sophia nodded as he finally let go of her.

"My name is...

"Is Leo, I know... Everyone knows Leo, who fought with Maksim an hour ago," Lev smiled, throwing his weight on the first bed.

"Y'all saw that?" Sophia replied, sitting on her own bed.

"There's a group chat for the mobsters, and only those who earned points with any of the Volkovs are eligible to join. On the chat, mobsters share everything that happens during the absence of others. You need to pass the test tomorrow and get accepted, then earn points and join the chat! It's always f*****g sweet, I tell you," Lev said, his voice so full of life.

Sophia couldn't help but smile again...he's so damn lively.

"Who are the Volkovs?" she asked.

"Oh Leo, you know nothing, do you?" Lev left his own bed and went to sit with her, placing his arm on her shoulder again.

Sophia almost shifted back, but she had to remind herself that she was currently a man again, so she faced him.

"They're the family who owns this clan, and they're a large part of The Bratva. Their father, Viktor, is the Pakhan of the mafia. He's our top boss," Lev explained.

"Pakhan?" Sophia said.

"It's a Russian word, meaning LEADER," he replied.

"Oh...

"Yeah, and while he's powerful, his children are all mad. In fact, they're lunatics, all of them," Lev said in a whisper.

"Lunatics?" Sophia whispered back.

"Yeah" Lev nodded.

"You do realize there are cameras in this room, right?" Mikhail finally spoke, sitting up on his bed.

"I don't give a damn. I'm saying the damn truth anyway. They're all crazy," Lev rolled his eyes.

"Just make sure you never step on Dimitri or Roman's toes, especially Dimitri..." Mikhail told her.

"Dimitri?" Sophia muttered curiously.

"Yeah, his nickname is Death. Don't let him kill you... He's a beast," Mikhail said meaningfully.

Sophia smiled.

"I'm only here to train and focus... I have no reason to step on anyone's toes expect Maksim's," she said, and Lev started laughing.

"I like you Leo! And I can't wait for your next fight with him, but your whole face is a mess," he said.

"It doesn't hurt, I'm used to wounds," Sophia replied, and Lev pulled her up.

"Shall I take you on a tour around the dark, ominous compound?" he said, pulling Mikhail too.

"Goddamn it, Lev!" Mikhail grumbled, but Lev never listens to people, so he pulled him out together with Sophia anyway.

*VERA AND MILA'S ROOM*

It's the biggest room in the first residential wing, and they have that privilege since they're the closest to Dimitri.

They're like his personal girls, and they go for most missions with him.

Mila is on the bed, checking out some handguns while slowly rolling a gum in her mouth.

The room smells of nicotine, and there are several cigar butts on the ashtray lying beside the bed.

She received a letter on her laptop, and she opened it.

A smile spread on her lips when she saw it was from Dimitri. Their next mission is tomorrow, and she can't wait.

Nothing excites her than missions.

Vera came out of the bathroom with her blue towel wrapped on her pale body, and she had a large smile on her face as she began drying her skin.

"You've been smiling since we finished shuffling the newbies to their rooms," Mila said from the bed, giving her a curious glance.

"The Leo guy... Isn't he kinda hot?" Vera winked.

"That one? He looks too fragile to be a guy, and he has a soft face. He should have been a girl," Mila made a face, lighting another cigar.

"It doesn't matter... I love pretty guys, they have the biggest c***s," Vera said, wearing bum shorts and a net blouse.

"You're already fantasizing about his c**k? I can't with you," Mila shook her head as she puffed on the cigar, and Vera grinned, sitting beside her.

"If only he could pass the trials tomorrow. Who'll be giving them the trial anyway?" she asked.

"Obviously, Death. Isn't he the head trainer?" Mila shrugged.

"Master? Oh, the newbies are so f****d" Vera muttered.

*NATALIA'S SUITE*

Natalia's room is like a shaman’s.

Burning yellow candles formed two straight lines on her bed, and the room smelled like incense.

All the windows are closed, and it's dimly lit, so air is not even coming in, and it's so warm.

Natalia is sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, and a table is in front of her which she placed her arms on.

A knife is in her right hand, and she placed the sharpest part of the knife on her left arm.

Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she prepared to cut, and she smirked before cutting.

Her blood trickled out immediately, and she laughed out when she saw the redness.

"My blood is so pretty," she muttered, preparing to cut again.

A knock sounded on the door, interrupting her.

"Yes?" Her smile disappeared like it never happened.

Alina came in, bowing respectfully.

"You're needed at the torture house," she said.

"Go back, I'm not in the mood to torture anyone tonight. Call Dimitri to do it. As you can see, I'm in the middle of something," Natalia replied, raising her bloody arm.

"Look, isn't my blood pretty?" She said, and Alina looked up.

"You're doing it again?" she said.

"That's not the right answer. I asked if my blood is pretty!" Natalia sprang up, kicking the table in front of her.

"Of course, it's pretty," Alina smiled.

"Good. I'm not coming out of this room any more tonight. Go call Dimitri like I said. If Dimitri can't do it, then do it yourself. Don't call Roman, or I'll kill you. I'll never allow Roman to do my duty," Natalia claimed.

"Yes, miss," Alina bowed again before leaving.

Natalia sat back, but a minute later, she stood, walking to her window.

She slightly raised the curtains and peeked out.

She sighted Roman walking in a corridor not far from her window, but he's not alone.

He's with another guy, and immediately she saw that other guy, she smiled slightly, resting her arms on the window frame.