tHours went by, a day passed and my number one goal was Avoiding Don Petrov and everything that concerns him.Which I succeeded in, until it was time for dinner.I had made my way to the kitchen, my steps cautious as I moved through the quiet hallways of the mansion.As I neared the kitchen, I overheard a hushed voice, and I realised immediately that it was the Boss.His voice was low, and he was speaking fast as if he was upset or something.With my heart almost jumping into my mouth I turned to go back, so that I wouldn't be caught eavesdropping on his private conversation, instead my legs carried me towards the entrance."This isn't something that should be kept on maybe, Brent. How on earth did it happen? Obviously they are back. Did they get other kids? I need answers and I need them fast. I didn't spend years working so damn hard to keep those bastards buried, just to have them rise back and start...."His shoulder tensed up as he cut off and turned abruptly.His gaze met mine
~~ IVAN ~~I found it cute how her eyes widened when she saw me and somehow I felt bad when her expression and scent shifted from happy to scared and angry.I have never seen her that happy and watching her laugh like that tugged at a part of my heart and I was glad that I made this choice.Not wanting to ruin her moment and mood further, I turned around and left them alone.I walked into my office and opened my laptop, unlocked it to see a message from Brent.I opened the message and smiled when I saw it was the file I asked him to arrange and sent to me.But my smile vanished, and I felt anger pulsating within me with each line I read.The Scientists were bringing their organisations back to life and they were damn serious about it.After I was rescued, we had worked very hard to try to shut them down. And even though we didn't succeed, they had laid low for years now.That didn't mean we kept our guards down though. We were on watch out because we knew that they would definitely m
~~IVAN~~"Excuse you?"I placed a hand on Darya's lap as she made to get up, her face scowled in anger. I got this one.Santez just shrugged nonchalantly, "Well, it's a fair deal if you ask me so. Not only will you get the land and the banks, but you get my support, and of course my partnership for life. After all, no alliance is stronger than a marriage alliance."Darya's body relaxed and I could tell that she was considering it.Of course it was a very good offer and I would need that. But if there was one thing I hated, it's blackmail or anything related to it.I'm the one who calls the shots. Not anyone else.I leaned back in my chair, and gave him a thoughtful expression."You know, you can go back home and really think about it Ivan." He said with that smile, "Really think about it. This isn't a decision you can make in a haste.". "I cannot accept this proposal," I declared, my voice carrying a sense of finality. "Marriage is not the solution to our problems."My refusal was me
~~CECILIA~~/Take full advantage of your freedom/ Alista had told me.Well fuck if I won't listen to that advice.Since I came into this gorgeous prison I've not had a single chance to really explore the mansion. And now knowing my privileges, why the hell not?I had nothing better to do anyways.I took a shower, and before throwing on some clothes, stood before the mirror, naked to look at myself.My stomach was starting to show, although still not obvious, as long as I am not wearing something tight.Three months have passed.Just six months till I welcome my bundle of joy and I still pray daily that I won't have my child in this hell hole.But what can I do in these six months?Hopefully, something.I wandered through the spacious rooms of the mansion, my footsteps echoing softly against the polished floors.As always, the grandeur of the place was something to behold, a stark contrast to the life I had known before. It was a world of opulence and extravagance, a far cry from the
~~IVAN~~“What on earth do you think you are doing, boy?”I raised my brow at my uncle, amazed at his tone, which seemed like he was talking to a kid.Does he think that I'm a child?“What do you mean?”“How could you speak to me in such a manner? In the presence of a slave nonetheless?”Oh, fuck. His face was scowled, squeezed in anger. I was almost afraid that his veins would burst.Now wouldn't that be a good riddance for us all?“Uncle Ivan,” I called, shaking my head, “I only pointed out what was true to you. I really won't have you coming into my quarter to disrespect my people. You don't see me doing that to you.”“I'm your uncle, boy o!!”“And there has to be boundaries!” My retort was angrier than I intended it to be, and it made his eyes widen. I cleared my throat and continued in a calmer tone, “forgive me for being rude. But that's how it is. Keep your rules in your quarter, and I'll handle mine how I want to. I'm not a kid" He seemed surprised, and honestly this should b
~~CECILIA~~The way Petrov's eyes widened as the words left his mouth was almost comical.Guess he didn't mean to say that. But he recovered from his shock in seconds, and replaced it with a deep scowl.I got out of the pond, water dripping from my body and didn't miss the way his eyes glistened as he took in my sight, from head, to my breasts where they stayed for several minutes before moving to my stomach.And it was weird- but I could swear his gaze softened and the side of lips tugged a little as he stared at my belly.I stretched my hand and took a towel from the chair to cover up my body.Enough with the gawking.Although I was doing a gawking of my own because...who could ever get used to staring at this?I shook my head defiantly.Don't admire the devil Cecil. Do not admire the devil."I already asked them to prepare something for you, so you can go upstairs for some breakfast." He said, and his soft tone surprised me."Thank you."He didn't say another word. Only put his han
I frowned, because surely they are kidding me.What makes them believe that I can make Don Petrov lose his guard with me?That I'm that special?Somehow she must have noticed my expression because she chuckled and placed a hand on my shoulder."Trust me Cecilia, you have what it takes." I shook my head, "No I don't think I do. Haven't you met him? Plus he hates my guts.""Does he?" The masked man whispered, sarcasm dripping from his words.His voice sounded vaguely familiar, just a little.Or maybe I'm just imagining things."Yes he does.""Listen Cecilia," she grabbed my hand, shaking it desperately, "Listen to me very attentively. In this country, Mafias are the cruellest men known on earth. Any creature who is bought as a slave by them would rather go through literal hell, because it's a fate worse than hell. Slaves are nothing. They sleep out with the dogs, are used, raped by their owners whenever it pleases the bastards. They don't have a will."My stomach turned violently and I
~~IVAN~~The shrill ring of my phone cut through the stillness of the room, and I swiftly reached for it. Brent's name flashed on the screen, and I answered the call."Hey asshat," he called, sounding out of breath. "You just what for a run? Can I know why you are calling me this early in the morning?""I have news for you so I think you better come down here for this.""What's the matter?" I inquired, my voice carrying a sense of urgency. Brent sighed, "I followed up on our man from Ka Corpe personally and I managed to get some shit out of him. However Ivan..."I raise my brow at the drastic change in his time. "We don't wanna risk his life so we need to ensure he's covered and looked after. We can't risk La corpe finding out about this and dealing with him.""Here's a thought," I said, dragging myself out of my bed, "why won't he kiss them goodbye for good. He can join our undercover men."What on earth was I saying?"You know that's risky as hell Ivan. And he's more useful over