Trust

Once she was asleep in his bed, Klaus took a drink of whiskey while watching her carefully, he knew practically everything about the woman, even if she refused to let him in, Klaus was fully prepared to make her suffer in the worst way. , he would break and destroy her heart, he would take everything she had ever held important from her and crush it before her eyes, he would make her suffer, exactly as she had made him suffer, the fact that the woman did not he seemed to even know who he was, and that he refused to receive medical assistance was to his advantage.

Someone knocked on the door of the room, it was probably Igor, so he got up, making sure the woman was still sleeping, Klaus's plan was to get Anika to trust him, he needed the woman to go voluntarily, the kidnapping had been a method to speed up the process, he planned to be her savior, he wanted to see the look of betrayal and pain in her eyes just before he pulled the trigger, make her beg for mercy as he made her life slip from her eyes, and then he would send the corpse away, to her father, he was planning to get information too of course, he would destroy every one of the man's businesses, ruin his reputation and torture him, rip out his tongue and feed it to the dogs.

Klaus opened the door, letting his men in, Igor, his right hand was a tall and strong man, serious and of few words, just like himself, for which he considered him a friend, behind him was Anatoly, one Of his father's bastards, of which there were far too many for Klaus' liking, his half”brothers had a place in the family, yes, but only recognized sons were powerful enough to rise to high command, Anatoly, he was just a bastard who'd been given a gun and considered himself one of Dad's favorites, which wasn't hard when he was practically licking the man's ass, probably the only one of Mikhail Petrov's sons who wanted approval. his father's.

Klaus had four siblings whom he recognized as such, Ixander, a son of a bitch who ran his father's dirty business, Alenna, his only sister, whom Klaus wished to protect from the atrocities their father had taught her, Dmitri , who ran the business in America, and Nikolay, who had died exactly three years ago, and the person responsible for his death was asleep in the room a couple of meters from Klaus

“ Are you really going to use the cabin for this nonsense?” Anatoly asked wrinkling his nose, like all of Mikhail's children, he had gray eyes, but he had inherited his mother's blond hair, a couple of scars adorned his face and simply gave him an unpleasant and disheveled appearance, the strong smell of alcohol made him wrinkle his nose

 “What are you doing here?” Klaus asked, he didn't have to answer, he didn't even have to put up with it, if he were a different kind of man he might kill him, but his father had a certain affection and fascination for his bastards, and even though he hated it, Anatoly had accepted it. himself useful on more than one occasion, Igor cleared his throat

“Your father is in Moscow “ Igor informed, looking at Klaus carefully “he brought Alenna with him”

Klaus pursed his lips, if his father found out that he had kidnapped the daughter of one of his associates, he would probably castrate him with his bare hands, not that he lacked experience, Mikhail Petrov was famous for his means of torture, but that's not is what Klaus was worried about

“ I can't take care of Alenna right now “ he said simply “ she knows how to take care of herself “ he added before taking a cigarette out of Igor's pocket, he was trying to quit smoking, but the stress made him miss the nicotine “ Did they just come to screw me? because? “ He asked, Anatoly rolled his eyes.

“ Only for that?” he complained “ You know that Constantine is after your ass, if they find out that you have the governor's daughter…

“ I didn't kidnap her “ Klaus pointed out, Igor sighed, his cigarette was extinguished, so he simply held it between his fingers “ You did” Anatoly narrowed his eyes in Klaus's direction “ Which of the two of us do you think is going to remember better? Mikhail won't find out about this, and Constantine can go stick his nose elsewhere, she's mine,” he growled.

“ Do you want to end up like Nikolay?” Asked his half-brother, sighing and running a frustrated hand through her blond hair “ are you really going to choose your stupid revenge over your family?

“Nikolay is my family”  Klaus replied, throwing the cigarette into the garbage basket, starting to get irritated, to his surprise, this time it was Igor who challenged him.

“ He is dead, don't you think that instead of avenging him, you could save your sister?” he asked, looking at him hard, Klaus narrowed his eyes in his direction, weighing his options, the fact that his father was in Moscow implied that he was making sure that the business was running smoothly, and his father always took his sister with him. him, so getting her away from him would be hard

"He won't kill her" he finally said, Anatoly unconsciously touched the scar on his face, and Klaus felt the urge to touch the scars on his back, both made by the same man, who had a twisted idea of how the family worked. but he had never killed his children “Do you have any important report or did you just come to touch my balls?” He growled, Igor clenched his jaw, he knew that for him Alenna was also like a sister, but Klaus had his reservations, after all his sister was only fourteen years old.

“One of her friends is causing us problems” Anatoly finally said, who until now had been looking at Igor curiously, finally turned his gray eyes towards Klaus  “the security of the bar was looking for her, her friend went to the police”

“Did you do what I ordered?” He asked, he knew that kidnapping her in a public place was dangerous, but it was a risk that she had to take after three long months without success, Igor nodded.

"They dismissed the complaint, but the girl was snooping around the reception a few hours ago," he explained, Klaus looked at him confused

  "How the fuck did she knew she had to come here?" He asked, Anatoly shrugged.

"I don't have the details, but first I wanted to know what you want us to do about it," he replied, "I have one of my men following her."

“Keep it that way, get what you can if there's someone else looking for her or somehow this gets to the governor, I want to know” Klaus said before looking at Igor “prepare everything for tomorrow, tell Cecile to buy some clothes for her, and get a fucking doctor, that broken arm is going to cause us trouble”

Anika woke up because of the pain, she screamed in despair as she felt unable to move her right arm. Memories of her came to her quickly, haunting her and causing her heart to stop as she tried to look around her.

“Shhh, calm down, calm down” said a male voice next to her, big hands took her face making her tremble, she screamed scared and confused while she tried to decipher what was happening through the pain “Hey, you're okay, you're safe now”

Anika now cried her eyes out, remembering the situation she was in, the beatings and the terror had been exhausting for her, but the feeling that it could all come back at any moment made her feel small and miserable, not to mention hard. he could barely feel his own body.

"It hurts" she complained, finally looking at the man next to her, and noticing with alarm that she was half-naked in a strange bed, with an unknown man trying to reassure her, the man, Klaus, sighed and began to move around, the room was dark and in complete gloom, but with a little click the light hurt his eyes, she could barely keep them open from the swelling, his head felt heavy, but finally a little clearer after all the chaos

Klaus approached her, appearing in her field of vision again, the man was shirtless and looking at her with a slight frown, he had gray eyes dulled by sleep and silky black hair completely tousled.

“Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?” the man asked, looking at her right arm, which was completely swollen and red to the point where it didn't seem to belong to her, the slightest movement sent a current of pain through him, so she considered her possibilities, Klaus sighed  “It's okay. ok, I think I can get you a doctor… although I will have to give some explanation”

Anika closed her eyes, trying to focus on something other than the pain, Klaus's warm bare leg brushing lightly against hers under the covers, she thought about why the hell the man had thought it a good idea to get into bed with her. But when she opened her eyes again, and saw the questioning way he was looking at her, she finally sighed, if she didn't want her father to find out about this, she would need all the help she could get.

“Can you do that for me?” She asked, Klaus nodded, and looked at her

"But I'm going to need you to help me a bit," he said clearing his throat, "you look pretty beaten up, and I really don't want them to think it was my fault."

“Does it really matters?” she asked  “I just want my arm to stop hurting”

"Well, I can't have this on the evening news, let alone if I have to lie to get you help." Anika looked at him confused, but she was too exhausted and in pain to play along.

"Just…do it" she complained, Klaus looked at her as if he wanted to laugh at her, which managed to irritate her, but he bit the inside of his cheek, after all the man was helping her, and although he seemed completely harmless, she couldn't risk it. bother him

She watched him rise swiftly from the bed, and she closed her eyes, trying to deal with the pain as her head spun, she felt the man leave the room, she knew they were in a hotel, even if she had no idea which one it was. , or who the hell he was, or who had tried to kidnap her, it wouldn't be the first time, for a second, she missed her mother, but she dismissed the idea immediately, the woman was too vain and self-centered to even assimilate that she was not at home, he had never batted an eyelash for her and he accused her of having stolen her father since she was a child.

If she only knew that she detested the man's attentions.

Klaus returned after what felt like forever, bringing with him a couple of pain pills and a glass of water, he was wearing a pair of pajama shorts and an open blue robe that showed off his chest perfectly. strong and toned.

"Here, I got someone, but it will take her a couple of hours to get here," he murmured, sitting next to her and helping her swallow the pills, the icy water felt like heaven on her dry throat once she took the pills. pills, the man placed his hand on her forehead, sending a shiver down her spine. "You have a fever," he said, looking at her sternly. "Is there no one I can call...?"

“No” he said emphatically “no one can find out that I'm like this” she asked, looking at him  “I... I'll pay you, I promise”

"I don't need money," he reminded her, pursing his lips and looking frustrated, Anika felt guilty, after all the man was surely on his way somewhere when she bumped into him in the hallway, and now he was stuck with her. "Okay," he finally said, seeming almost sorry for his choice of words, "I'll help you until you're better enough to go on your own, okay?"

“What's the price, then?” she asked, even in her defenseless position she knew that all men probably only think about money, she lifted her chin, she had to reassure him that she could handle him, but Klaus ignored her as he got to his feet.

"When you feel better, we'll talk about it," he finally said, leaving her alone in the room again. Anika felt a pressure in her chest, almost like a bad feeling, but she forced herself to relax, if she really wanted to get out of this alive. With no one knowing what had happened, she would have to trust the man, and worse, make him trust her.