Chapter 22

Vladimir:

I sat on the couch with a drink in my hand as I fought to process what Eliana told me.

I had to admit, I wasn’t upset with the fact of who she was. Her being born of a different father wasn’t her fault; but the fact that she knew of it and didn’t tell me hurt me more than I could express. I put my glass down as I waited for her to walk out of her bedroom, the woman was inside fearing my reaction since I had kicked her to her bedroom last night.

It was about eleven when she opened the door to her bedroom and walked out to the living room. Her eyes avoided mine as she waited for me to either speak to her or ask her to leave “what are you doing here, Eliana?”

“Are you going to keep kicking me out whenever you see me approach?” She asked.

“You are in no position to answer a question with a question, Eliana. But to assure you, I didn’t mean it in that sense” I said looking her in the