All Chapters of Deadly rivalry:His greatest weakness : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

CHAPTER 1: The Ice PrinceThey say the devil knows your name even before you're born, and Dimitri Volkov knew Nikolai Petrov's before he could walk. Because this one man had been a thorn in his side for as long as he could remember, a constant shadow that refused to fade away no matter how much blood Dimitri spilled or how many of Nikolai's operations he dismantled.Dimitri watched the warehouse burn, the flames licking at the night sky like hungry tongues as they devoured two million dollars worth of Petrov Syndicate merchandise, and he felt nothing. Nothing but a cold, quiet satisfaction that settled deep in his bones like ice water on a winter morning.His men stood behind him in silent formation, their breath misting in the December air, and they knew better than to speak because Dimitri didn't tolerate noise unless it served him. And right now the only sound that mattered was the crackling of the fire and the distant wail of sirens that would arrive too late to save anything of v

CHAPTER 3: The ColosseumThe Colosseum was a theater built for blood, and the irony was not lost on Dimitri as he walked through its decaying grandeur and felt the weight of history pressing down on him like a physical thing. It was a relic of a forgotten era, an underground theater that had once hosted gladiatorial combat for the city's elite, and now it hosted meetings like this one, bloodless negotiations that were just as brutal as any fight because words could cut deeper than swords when wielded by the right hands.Dimitri arrived early because he always did, and he wanted to see the room first, to map every exit and every shadow and every potential threat, and his men fanned out behind him like a dark tide, taking positions and securing the perimeter.The theater was grand in a decaying sort of way, with red velvet seats and a stage that had seen better centuries and chandeliers that dripped with dust and faded elegance. It smelled like mildew and old secrets, the kind of place

CHAPTER 5: The SafehouseThe safehouse was a hole in the wall, a forgotten relic of a war that had ended years ago, and it was also the closest thing to heaven Dimitri had ever known. Also because it was the first place he'd ever been truly alone with Nikolai Petrov.They found it by accident, a small apartment in the industrial district that was abandoned and forgotten, the windows were boarded up, the walls were covered in graffiti and the electricity was out, but it had a bed, running water and privacy, and that was all that mattered.Nikolai collapsed onto the bed with his face pale and his breathing shallow. The bullet graze on his shoulder was worse than he'd let on, deep enough to need stitches if they had them."We need to clean that," Dimitri said, his voice was flat and businesslike because he needed to focus on practical things, not on the way his heart was racing."Join me," Nikolai replied, his voice weak but still teasing. "We'll make it a one in a lifetime bonding exper