I just can't help but think about N. Pavel. Who is this mysterious N. Pavel? I wondered as I drifted into dreamland.

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Third POV:

Nikolay Pavel grew up in Bucharest, Romania. He was abandoned by both of his parents when he was five years old, and the feelings of rejection and unloved course through him even to this day. Nikolay lived on the streets and stole to survive. While growing up Nikolay met a boy named Cesar. These two became thick as thieves, only trusting each other. Later in their teens, Nikolay and Cesar became more dangerous, and powerful, and no longer doing small crimes. They started to recruit other young men in similar situations as them, who felt unloved and neglected. Recruiting these men like this makes it easier to control. As their gang started to grow a hierarchy started to form. Nikolay became the sef (boss), Cesar naturally became the subseful (underboss), and the men recruited were the subalternii (underlings). Nikolay had now officially formed a crime organization. While starting his crime ring he had successfully taken over the streets of his hometown, Bucharest. He has his hands in multiple sex rings, drug trafficking, extortion, and money laundering. As Nikolay left his teens and entered his twenties, he started to make connections in Mexico and New York. As his connections grew so did his organization. He now has influence over New York, Mexico, and Romania with just a lift of a finger.

Present Day:

"Frate!" (Brother!) Cesar, the underboss said in their native tongue. Cesar is in his early thirties, has hazel eyes, short dirty blonde hair, has a tattoo sleeve on his right arm, and has what of a healthy fit built.

"Frate, a fost totul asa cum a fost planificat?" (Brother, did everything go as planned?) Nikolay asked indifferently, taking a sip of his scotch and setting his cigar down. Nikolay was surrounded by nearly completely naked women but his mind was elsewhere.

"Totul a mers asa cum era planificat." (Everything went as planned.) Cesar looks at his self and can tell something is wrong. But what? Nikolay wasn't sure what to do... He did feel something for Amelia, but she's an Xander. The Xander's are now rivals of him. How did Amelia end up so close to him and his men? Does she not know? Was she sent there on purpose? He pondered.

Nikolay's POV:

"Lasa-ma. Acum!" (Leave me. Now!) I needed some time to think about what I should do about my printesa. I watch as all of the desperate whores scurry out of my office and Cesar looks at me one last time before leaving. Bastard. I could use Amelia to my advantage. I did send her a graduation present which means she could start developing feelings for me because of that. But she's so innocent! I remember when I first saw her in Belong. Tears ran down her face and curled into a ball on Victor's lap. She looked so scared and out of place. She is too pure to be around this lifestyle. But this could be my chance to take down the Xander's. Something about her awakens a primal side of me, wanting to have her, possess her, and corrupt her. 

"What am I going to do with you, my little printesa...?" I sigh, putting my cigar out and downing the last of my drink.