Dear Readers,

It's a Heathens' fan fiction.

I am a Rina Kent Reader and especially a Heathens fan. I have read and re-read the books 2 or 3 times.

The books especially the "Heathens" group inspired me alot and since then I had decided to make a fanfic on them.

All the characteristics, backgrounds and relations to each other and the plot (story line) of the story are all from the author's (that's ME) imagination.

All Copyrights are reserved.

Plagarism is strictly prohibited.

Please be kind and respectful while commenting and make sure to vote.

This is a polyamory (open relationship) book.

As you will see the main characters.

Five men and a single woman.

Those who are not comfortable with this type of relationship, this book is not for you and this is your last chance to leave.

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❌️Warnings❌️

There will be mentions of violence, abuse, kidnapping, rape, sexual assault.

There will be lots of swearing and curse words.

Again, if you are not comfortable, please leave now this is your last chance.

Be kind and keep an open mind

Let's enjoy the story.

Don't spoil the story in the comments for the new readers. Comments will be deleted if found such. One strike policy is followed, accounts of the ones commenting spoilers will be blocked.

But you can discuss the chapters and tell me about how you find my writing. I will try to respond to everyone..

Thank you and lots of love:-)

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Characters Details:

Jeremy Volkov-

28 years, Overlord

Mafia Prince

Owns various clubs and pubs

Elder Cousin of Nikolai Sokolov, another Mafia Prince (not blood related)

Friends with Killian, Gareth and Vaughn

Nick names: Jer, Remy, Devil

Possessive and Obsessed.

Cold hearted, Ruthless Killer

Nikolai Sokolov-

27 years, Punisher

Boxer and Underground Fighter

Mafia Prince

Owns a Gym and Boxing Ring

Younger Cousin to Jeremy Volkov (not blood related)

Friends with Killian, Gareth and Vaughn

As his name Punisher, loves to punish those who disrespect, betray or go against them.

Cold and heartless

Killian Carson-

28 years, Strategist

Just as the name, plans all the strategies for business, mafia stuff and attacks or raids.

He is the brain of the group and no one can compare to him.

Gareth's older step- brother

Boxer and underground fighter

Cold, Ruthless, Kills without mercy.

Gareth Carson-

28 years, Fixer

Just as his name, he fixes all the problems.

Killian's step-brother (son from Killian's mother's second marriage).

He plays the good cop for all while actually planning how to fix your body after his friends and brother kills you.

He is mainly the face of the group, with the police and others.

Lawyer by profession and is most feared.

Baby faced monster is his nickname.

(Because this is a fanfic, I made such)

Vaughn Morozov-

28 years, Future Pakhan

Friends with Jeremy, Nikolai, Killian and Gareth.

Mostly is away following his father on Pakhan duties as he is about to take over soon.

Boxer, Street Racer and an assassin.

Does most of the killings in the group unless torture is the punishment.

Cold, emotionless and only blue eyed guy in the group.

Aurora Meadows-

26 years, Queen

Heir to Italian Mafia

Kidnapped and abused by her own uncle for years

Trained assassin under her uncle.

Physically and sexually assaulted by her own cousins.

Kills two of her cousins and breaks away.

Deadly, Dangerous and Drop dead gorgeous.

Nick names: Butterfly (only Vaughn),

Malishka (baby girl).

The other side characters will be introduced when they appear in the chapters..

So..

Enjoy the book.....

"You don't need enemies, when you have a family full of them."

Whoever said this was right because unfortunately I have been living those words for years now. Constant abuse, hitting, and being raped by my own uncle and cousins.

I have been here in this basement for only God know how many years now. The memories have started fading, but the only thing I remember was my 12th birthday and my mom asking me to go with my uncle and next thing I knew was waking up in a cold basement.

Since I tried to run away twice, they broke my leg and kept me chained all the time. They only unchained me for having bath.

And just like every other day, my two cousins came down and unchained me. And pushed me into the bathroom for bathing. I did, with the cold water, I tried to have a bath enough to wash away the dirty smell off me. They had given me clothes, a small dress which reached mid-thighs.

Once I came out, my cousins were busy talking about something that they didn't realise I had taken a knife from the weapons wall earlier.

I knew if I wanted to do this I had to be quick. With my broken leg it was nearly impossible but I had to try.

I slowly went behind them and swiped the knife on both their neck making a sharp cut. They both looked back and held their bleeding necks.

One of them tried to alert the people, but I kicked him and threw him on the floor along with the other cousin. Once they were dead, I took one of their phones, whatever money was on them, their cards, and most importantly both their guns.

Despite the abuse, they had trained me to be an assassin. They took me along with them to kill people. I don't even know if they were innocent or not. If I didn't do as they said, I was left hungry and beaten till I was unconscious.

But that's a story for next time. Right now I had to get out. Thankfully there was a silencer on the gun. Once I was out of the basement, I realised there had to be cameras around. So I avoided the cameras as much as possible and reached the back door.

I got out of the big door and climbed the gate and jumped down, completely falling on the broken leg. A sharp pain shot up my leg. I bit my lip hard to stop from screaming.

I dragged my broken leg and started going ahead. I don't know where I was going. I slowly came in a crowded place which seemed like a market. I saw some taxis and took one.

"Where'd you wana go love?" The old man asked.

"Umm, I don't know. Maybe somewhere I can find a place to live and food to eat." I told him and he looked at me as if I was some dirt and garbage.

"Where are you from?" He asked after a while.

"Italy." I said without thinking, but the man suddenly applied brakes and asked me to get down and I did.

And then he left without a word leaving me abandoned. Was it so bad to be from Italy? I started dragging my leg again, when I heard some noises. Some familiar noises. My cousins and uncle.

So they found out I had ran again. But not only that, I had also killed my two cousins. If they catch me this time, death is certain for me.

I hid myself behind the garbage bin till they left. Once I realised that it was completely silent, I came out of my hiding only to find my uncle smiling evilly.

Fuck!! So they were waiting for me to come out. What do I do now? I turned around and started running, but I fell. I got up again and started running once more. I looked back they were reaching me soon.

I ran and ran and ran and then once again looked back, they had their guns out. I turned back only to hit a wall. But that wall was a bit soft. I looked up only to see a man looking down at me with dark eyes and no expression on his face.

I gripped onto his shirt and moved behind him.

"Please... Please save me. Please." I begged but he didn't say a word.

He looked over his shoulder at me, but I didn't dare look at him. He looked at my uncle and cousins.

"Hey man, give her to us and you can live. As it is you're outnumbered. You can also have fun with her if that's what you want, but after we're done." My uncle said and everyone laugh except the man I was hiding behind. I gripped on his cold hand with both of my hands.

"Don't, please. Don't give me to them. You can kill me instead. I'd die happily at your hands, but don't give me to them. Please, I beg you." I was almost crying now but he still wasn't saying anything.

"Look, I am not from here. I'm from Italy and as much as I remember, it was my 12th birthday and my mom sent me away with that bastard. And next thing I know I was in a cold basement. I have been there for so long, I can't even remember. What year is it now?" I asked him and he looked at me with wide eyes.

"I know it's unbelievable, but please, I promise I won't lie and I will do anything, besides anything sexual. I can be a maid and do the cleaning, or even cook food. I can fight too, I have been trained by them to kill. But only after my leg is cured. They broke my leg because I tried to run. And when I jumped off the gate today I fell on it. It's too painful but I can't even cry. Please I am begging you, don't give me to them." I begged him again.

Why wasn't he saying anything? Please say something. Please.

"No, she's not going with you. She's going back with me." He finally spoke and I let my head rest on his back trying to calm myself.

The intoxicating musk and woodsy scent on him was so calming.

"Thanks, my guardian angel." I whispered before my leg gave out and I blacked out.

Hoping that he won't betray me.

I was having a fight today at the underground ring which Niko owned. He said one of the fighters was boasting he could take me down and had challenged me.

Well, I love to break their daydreams, just like how I love to break their bones. And I did just that.

Once in the ring, I am like a starved, hungry beast. I play and play slowly to break their confidence and I enjoy when I see the fear in their eyes. And that's when I strike. Once the man was knocked out, or maybe even dead. I don't hope much for him.

Once I was done, I sat in the locker room with a warm towel on my head. I heard footsteps, but I didn't move because I knew they were my friends.

"Nice fight, Kill. You've surprised us once again. But the fight which was suppose to end in less than 5 minutes, took 20 minutes." Said Niko, who is also an underground fighter like me.

"I know." I whispered and sighed.

My eyes were closed and I was taking in the warmth. I felt a hand on my hand. Gareth, my step-brother, whom I love a lot. I winced and groaned at a mere touch.

"Fuck Kill, you're injured?" Gareth yelled and pulled over the towel.

"What's wrong with you? I am not dying. It's just a small injury. I am fine." I said but then Vaughn simply pressed a finger on my shoulder and I yelled.

"Arrghh, motherfucker, stop poking." I groaned and cursed.

"What happened?" Jeremy asked sitting next to me.

"Nothing Jer. Leave it." I avoided the question or at least I thought I did.

"Before I break you another shoulder, tell me what happened? No wait, rather who did it?" He asked and I took a deep breath.

"The Russo brothers. But thankfully, the twins saved me. And then dropped me here." I told them and they were silent for a moment.

"Landon and Brandon King? The King twins saved you, you are telling me?" Nikolai asked me and I nodded.

"Why did the Russo's get you?" Jeremy asked again and I looked at him. He wasn't playing around.

"Jer, you have to trust me on this when I say, I don't know. After breakfast I was on my way here. When I was stopped by a girl who had blood all over. I thought she was probably injured so decided to help her to hospital. Who knew, she was faking and it was color. Before I could say anything something hit my shoulder twice. I turned to see the Russo brothers smiling. I fell down to the ground in pain. My gun was in the car, or I would have shot them. Just when he was about to hit me again, a car stopped and three gunshots sounded. The girl dead and both brothers shot on their hands. I looked up to see the Kings who helped me in their car and other drove my car. They dropped me and my car here and left. That's it. It was a complete ambush and I was an idiot getting down to help which I have never done. But we don't hurt the innocent and women, so I had to. But I am still stupid to get down without the gun. I'm sorry guys." I explained them what happened and no one said anything for a while.

"Why did you have to fight then, Kill?" Niko asked again his voice really sounding concerned.

"Look, I am sorry. I didn't think it would break really." I was getting annoyed so I got up wore my clothes and walked to the door and stopped.

"Who's driving and taking me to the hospital? Come out fast. Or I'm going home to sleep." I said and went out and I swear I heard those bitches laugh.

I walked out of the underground and came up on the road and was walking towards our car when a girl bumped into me. She looked upto me with those honey brown eyes which had fear, pain and worry in them. Then I looked behind her and found some guys running behind her. I had already had one woman fake and get me into an accident this morning. And now this girl... I sighed.

"Please... Please save me. Please." She begged but I didn't say a word. I was traumatized by the girl this morning already.

I looked over my shoulder at her, but she didn't dare look up at me. I looked at those men who had now stopped at a distance from me.

Where were my boys now? I was clearly outnumbered. I had my gun on me now. But I would still be outnumbered. I can't fight, not today with my already broken shoulder.

"Hey man, give her to us and you can live. As it is you're outnumbered. You can also have fun with her if that's what you want, but after we're done." The older guy said and I felt a pair of warm hands grip my cold hand.

The warmth was something I hadn't felt in years. Who was this girl? How did she affect me so much? But I was brought back by her whimpers.

"Don't, please. Don't give me to them. You can kill me instead. I'd die happily at your hands, but don't give me to them. Please, I beg you." And now she was crying and begging me and I still decided to keep quiet.

I wasn't mute, but I didn't know what to say. She'd be happy to die at my hands? Dummy.

"Look, I am not from here. I'm from Italy and as much as I remember, it was my 12th birthday and my mom sent me away with that bastard. And next thing I know I was in a cold basement. I have been there for so long, I can't even remember. What year is it now?" My eyes went wide when I heard that.

Her own mother sent her to the kidnappers? A 12 year old girl? Fuck!! How many years has she been with them before she managed to escape today? How did she even manage to escape? But my question was soon answered.

"I know it's unbelievable, but please, I promise I won't lie and I will do anything, besides anything sexual. I can be a maid and do the cleaning, or even cook food. I can fight too, I have been trained by them to kill. But only after my leg is cured. They broke my leg because I tried to run. And when I jumped off the gate today I fell on it. It's too painful but I can't even cry. Please I am begging you, don't give me to them." She begged me again.

Was she being sexually abused? She was trained to fight? My eyes went down to her leg which was slightly crooked and she was standing holding my hand as a crutch. I turned back to those men.

"No, she's not going with you. She's going back with me." I finally spoke and I felt her head rest on my back.

What was thing feeling? How did she trust me, a complete stranger so easily? Did she even know who I was? Well, probably not. Or else she would have been running away from me now.

"Thanks, my guardian angel." I heard her whisper before she blacked out.

Guardian angel? I wanted to laugh.

I held her and just then, Jeremy, Niko, Gareth and Vaughn walked out.

"Guys, hurry." I yelled and then I tried to wake her up.

"Get the car, quick." I said and Jer nodded. I looked at Niko was close to me and he nodded before lifting her up in his arms.

"You! Stop right there! Where do you think you are taking her? Leave her and I can let you walk away alive." The oldie threatened and I shook my head.

One thing about us Heathens is that you never threaten us. And he just did that. I got into the car. I know what will happen now.

I saw Niko and Jer step out and Gareth at the door of the car. I didn't see Vaughn. And then suddenly door opened and Vaughn sat besides me, like he didn't just kill people. Bloody assassin!! I saw Niko on call and then they got in the car.

Jer looked at me through the rear view mirror before starting the car.