And I gave a third chapter tonight, haha.
Vladimir: I walked out of my mate’s room, leaving a small part of me there with her as I found myself wanting nothing more than to be by her side. Her eyes, which met mine, told me that the feeling was mutual, and though I couldn’t do anything about it, not yet anyway. The fact that she was more than willing to accept me, despite not truly knowing or understanding it, was something that meant more than I could describe to her. “You are out early,” Claire said, catching my attention as I walked into the room. I turned to the woman, knowing that Beatrice was on her break. Having sent the medicine needed to her family, new clothes, and the best doctors to tend to her siblings; I knew that she was more than a little thankful. The headmistress allowed her a day off when she found out about her ill sister, and I knew that seeing her in a better state was something that she was thankful for. “And you are back under my nose,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest as I looked at the wom
Konstantin: “What do you mean Yigrette is dead?” I asked, frowning as I answered the phone. Batrov hesitated, and I could tell that the man gulped, trying to form a right sentence as he did. “She fell down the stairs, boss.” He said, and I took a deep breath as I tried to control myself and anger. “How the fucking hell would a woman like her…?” “She was wearing heels. She passed by Elena’s room, and as she was leaving, she tripped and fell.” He said, and I took a deep breath. “She hit her head as she did, and we couldn’t stop the bleeding when we found her. The doctors said that it would have been a miracle for her to survive.” “She was drunk, wasn’t she?” I asked, tapping my fingers on the desk. The idea of her drinking on the job was something that I didn’t like. She knew the rules, but I knew that she went past them at times, and now it cost her life. “She had alcohol in her system. But I am not sure that she was drunk, boss.” He said, and I scoffed, knowing that he was de
Elena: I watched as Batrov entered my room, his eyes wide with rage, taking me off guard. “What did you do to her?” He asked, making me frown in confusion. I stood up, shaking my head in question, and he looked me dead in the eye, his eyes holding more rage than I have ever seen in his gaze. “Yigrette, what did you do to her?” I shook my head in question, not understanding what the man was referring to. “She came to your room before she fell down the stairs. And I am not dumb, the woman wouldn’t be tripping easily. What did you give her to drink when she passed by your fucking room?” I took a deep breath and shook my head, trying to understand what the man was referring to. He grabbed me by my throat, choking me, and I wrapped my hand around his wrist, wanting him to let me go. His eyes were fixed on mine as he did what he was, and though I couldn’t understand what he was speaking of, I couldn’t help but find myself wanting to close up on myself as my vision blurred. It was someti
Vladimir: “What the fuck was she doing in your room?” Konstantin said, entering the office that he has given me to work in. Though I didn’t have much work to do just yet, and I had no intention of thinking about checking the Ivanov’s work. I wasn’t dumb, I knew that the man would have everything that I was working on wired and looked on, and just hearing the word Ivanov was going to spike a trigger that I didn’t need. The fact that Elena was beginning to trust me was something that I was more than a little grateful for, but I knew not to risk my chances. “Hello to you too, Konstantin.” I said, getting up from my chair. I had already heard him entering the Estate, and I knew that he got all the surveillance that he needed to know that she was in my room. This way, at least, they would be off Elena’s head. “I believe that there is a more subtle way to enter my office, do you not agree?” “Do not play games with me, Vladimir,” he said, stopping me. “What was Yigrette doing in your roo
Elena: My bedroom door opened, taking me off guard at the force that the door made as it hit the wall. My eyes widened and I stood, taken by surprise when I saw Konstantin standing in front of me. His eyes were wide with rage and I took a step back, fearing his reaction and what he was going to do. I looked at the door for a second too long, a part of me hoping that Vladimir would suddenly show up, make a racket, or a sudden emergency was to happen. But I knew, judging by the man’s expression, that I was stuck. “Your family,” he said, throwing a picture in front of me. “Their latest picture, living their lives, as they forgot about you.” I frowned in confusion as the picture landed on the floor. I kneeled down, careful as I lifted the picture in my hand. I looked at it, and my heart ached at the sight of my little sister who would now be seventeen. She wouldn’t have understood what happened or why her eldest sister was no longer in the house, but I was thankful to know that she wa
Vladimir: I watched as Konstantin walked out of the room, not even bothering to look at Elena who was still on the floor. I looked at the man over my shoulder, hearing his footsteps as he walked down the stairs before I walked toward her. Her eyes met mine as I extended my hand, and I nodded in encouragement, ushering her to listen to me. She hesitated for a moment before taking my hand as I helped her stand. She didn’t say a word, she didn’t need to. Her eyes spoke more than her lips ever would, and when she wrapped her arms around me, hugging me, I wrapped mine around her, hugging her back just as tightly, wanting to cradle her in my embrace. I knew that we were going to have to be fast and discrete, but at least I let her know that I was willing to do what it took to defend her against anyone who dared harm her. I kissed the crown of her head before pulling away to look her in the eye. I nodded in assurance and gave her a quick wink before taking a step back. “I’ll see you t
Elena: I watched as the bedroom door opened, and though I was surprised that Vladimir would be coming as early, I was surprised to see that it was Konstantin again. However, what took me by surprise was the fact that he was accompanied by Vladimir. “You turned out to be innocent,” Konstantin said, looking at me. His eyes met mine and I looked down at my feet, avoiding the man’s eyes, reminding myself of my limits. The man might be here with Vladimir, but he could still challenge him and lay a hand on me again, and I wouldn’t want him to get in trouble for my sake. I knew that he already went through enough as it was. “I came to introduce my new second hand,” he said, taking me by surprise. I wanted to frown in confusion, but I knew better than to do so in front of the man who puts a question mark on everything. “My nephew, Vladimir Ivanov.” I looked up at Vladimir for a second before looking down at my feet. My heart thumped against my chest, and I couldn’t help but hold my breath
Konstantin: I entered my underground office, knowing that he was waiting for me inside. His eyes met mine and I smirked, watching as he tended to the cuts that I made on his face. His face was a little more bruised than I intended for it to be, but I knew that it was going to be healing soon. “You just gave her to him as a prize?” Batrov asked, raising an eyebrow at me. He crossed his arms over his chest, putting the cotton piece down in the sink as he looked at me. “I doubt that it was the smartest thing to do.” “Giving him a weakness would ensure his loyalty. He would have something to lose, and it is only a matter of time before I have seen whether or not he was actually loyal to me. The man looking at Elena is not something for me to depend on.” I said, and he raised an eyebrow at me. “Had it been anyone else, this would have been deemed a crime. What not him?” Batrov asked, watching as I looked at the camera of the woman leaning to kiss him. She did it so spontaneously tha