Milana Annika stands excitedly by the door as she makes me wait side by side with her, waiting for someone. I don't know who, but she looks so happy since Viktor broke the news that he would be returning. She hasn't stopped bubbling with excitement since then and has now made me stand outside the door to wait. We can seriously wait inside. “We can wait inside, Annika. What if they don't come till evening? We can't keep standing..” I try to reason with her, but Annika shakes her head. She still refuses to go on. “They will be here soon. Papa told me that he would be coming early.” my brows crease. “And who's this he?” “My friend. I'll introduce you to him and make you both friends too. Boris went to bring him and they should—” Her voice trails off and her eyes widen in excitement when she catches sight of three cars driving towards us. I gulp nervously, feeling kind of curious to see who the friend is that she's so excited about. The first car stops and the other two stop behind
Viktor I'm in my office, holding a cigarette to my mouth as I just sit, lost in thoughts. In thoughts of Milana. Like fuck! I still can't get her out of my head, I can't have sex with any other woman either. They don't get me hard and the only time I get hard is when I think of Milana. I hate this shit a lot. The slight knock that comes on my door, causes me to lift my head. “Come in,” It's Vion. He gently closes the door behind him and his once cheerful expression is gone. Vion can be cheerful and lethal at the same time. He's very close to Annika, seeing his carefree nature and he's the least intimidating amongst all my guards. Boris is very intimidating, but he just tones it down when it comes to Annika. They are my most trusted guards and Bion left to take care of an assignment for me. While Boris is 35, me 32, vion is 25. He's also the youngest. “Boss,” He calls and I only nod at him, urging him to go on and speak as I extinguish my cigar in an ashtray. I'm not a heavy smoker
Milana I take a deep breath as I stand in front of my house. Coming back to this house feels like coming back to hell. I hate it here. There is no peace, and it sucks that I'm going to stay here for another two days. Right now, I can wait for Monday to come so I can go back to Viktor's place. I love it there. They are all nice people—Boris, Vion, my dearest Annika, and even Viktor. He loves acting grumpy and cold, but he's kind and soothing. His touches are so calming, sending shivers through my spine each time he touches me or we accidentally touch. His gaze is intense most of the time and causes my body to shiver. I love his grey eyes a lot, and I'm not supposed to. He's my Boss. Since the day I helped him sort out some files, I have been offering to help, and when he refuses, I insist, and he just agrees. I really enjoy my conversations with him and I'm glad that he trusts me with his office work. Wait until he finds out about the truth. A voice sounds in my head, and I suck in
Milana I was so relieved once Monday came again and I saw Boris’s car parked in front of my house. There was this untold joy brewing in me when I picked up my purse. I didn't bother to pack my bags as I left some clothes at Viktor's place. And I'm not coming back to this house anytime soon. Maksim told me not to return home until I brought back valuable information. I had to think of a way to deal with Maksim without giving him any information about Viktor. But now's the time to leave before he actually kills me. Boris told me that Vion went to drop Annika off at school, and he would be bringing her back. So, there was no need for me to go to her school; he would drop me off at home. “You should go in from here. I'm leaving. I have some errands to run.” A small smile grazes my lips, and I slowly step out of the car. “Thank you so much, Boris. I really appreciate your help. I don't know how I will repay your kindness.” I tell him. He always drives me home and then drives me back he
Milana I truly regret having her as my mother. It has to be one of the worst things that has ever happened to me. A curse. She and Maksim are both curses in my life. They are barriers in my life and I cannot just work out with them in my life. Too bad my father died so soon and young. Sometimes, I wish that she died instead. Maybe life would have been so much better if Dad lived. I wouldn't have been in an abusive marriage and I would be working, probably as a well-known ballerina because I was good in it or a company. More tears fill my eyes as I remember the gruesome way in which he died. “I really wish Dad was here,” I say in a croaked voice and I feel my heart twist with pain. “Don't bring him into this Milana.” Mom warms but I'm not done. “I really wish Dad was the one here with me and not you!” My voice is harsh and I don't care how it's going to affect her. I don't. “Milana!!”“I’ve had it up to here!!” I place my hand on my neck, tapping myself there as I cry hard. I've
Viktor I fucking lost it! I've lost my mind, really. Milana Morozova has made me lose my mind. I was in my office when I heard the sound of a woman crying, and I knew at once that it was going to be her. From how hard she was crying, I initially thought that someone died in her family, but she confirmed that no one died. I totally lost it when she asked me if she was attractive. Are you kidding me? Milana is hot, sexy, and cute. The oversized clothes and fur coats that she wears does not do her any fucking justice. Mikhail doesn't just set his eyes on women and till date, he's still asking me to link him and Milana together. That will be in his fucking dreams. He wants to fuck her not only because of the thrill of fucking a married woman but its because he finds her attractive. He's lusting after her, like….me. Milana makes me lose my mind. I know she's having problems in her marriage. I've been observing her and I became the Bratva strategist because of my brain. So I've gathered
Milana I've been sitting in my room now for almost an hour, in awe as I touch and lick my lips repeatedly. I blush each time I remember the kiss I had with Viktor. It was hot and I loved it. Fuck! I love how rough he was and his smell… I can't seem to get it off my head and I don't want to. This should be one of the best kisses I've had. I've not kissed Maksim before, but I kissed Yulian and his kisses are sloppy compared to Viktor’s. His kiss spoke volumes and ignited a fire through my entire body. I keep blushing and blushing. I don't even know what pushed him to kiss me, but I'm glad that he did. I needed it. I needed something to distract me from my misery and that kiss was exactly what I needed. That was why I begged him to kiss me when he pulled away the first time. I can still feel his earthy masculine smell on me and I'm still finding it hard to believe that I kissed Viktor. It sounds skeptical when I think about it more and more. It feels like a dream and if not for his s
Milana It's been a whole week of silence after the kiss with Viktor. And there's silence between me and him. He is avoiding me and I don't need someone to tell me that. We were never close to begin with, and now he's avoiding me like a plague. He does not even spare a glance at me and whenever he's talking to Annika, he avoids eye contact with me. “Milana, are you going home now?” Annika asks, pushing her head through my door. I'm arranging my clothes in the closet when she comes in and a smile grazes my lips the moment I see her. “No dear,” I tell her and she excitedly opens the door. “Really??” She runs into my room and comes straight to hug me. I'm not going back home this weekend. Maksim asked me not to return home unless I'm bringing back information about Viktor. I don't have that now. And even if I were to really spy on Viktor, I would not have gotten anything about him now. There is nothing to get about that man. There is nothing to know about him. He's very secretive ab
Milana Viktor had been so busy this past week. After the near-death accident, he had been leaving the house very often and Annika had also resumed school. The guards that now accompanied her to school were two. Sometimes it would be me, vion and Boris or me, another guard, and either of them. Her security had been tightened and I was very sure the rebels would never get to her. That was if they would be able to go near her. I still felt bad each time I remembered that all of it was my fault, and sometimes I would just zone out, thinking of how to tackle things as they were just so messed up. Viktor and I had not been having sex either, like I said, he had been so busy and we barely had any time together and I still get embarrassed each time I see him and I remember that he actually caught me masturbating with his shirt. That should be the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to me and I wish I can forget what had happened. It's Saturday and I don't know if I should go hom
Milana I'm torn on how and what to feel. First Viktor tells me that what we have is just sex and then he goes on to take care of me. I can't help it! Him taking care of me, makes me want him more. Not only do I want him, I like him. A lot. We did not have sex last night. After he kissed me good night, we just slept in each other’s hands and it felt so peaceful. It felt like I was where I was supposed to be and everything felt so right. I liked being in his warm arms and I slept so peacefully. Viktor is not in the room. He left earlier and I was awake when he did. He went to meet Annika and I'm still trying to convince myself to forget about the incident that happened. Nobody got hurt. Annika is fine and safe, Viktor is and I will never say anything about Maksim to Viktor again. Never. I just want to gather enough money and leave that marriage. I want to be free. Viktor is not yet back and I'm certain that he's already so caught up with Annika. I don't leave his room yet, I clean t
ViktorI. AM. FUCKING. ANGRY. I've never been this angry in my life. And I don't even understand what happened. How did a simple trip to the park turn into a nightmare? We were attacked from nowhere, and The Rebels put my daughter's life in danger. I didn't know how they knew we were going to the pack. I'm very discreet, and them attacking out of nowhere was a fucking surprise. A bullet scratched my chest while I tried protecting Annika, and thankfully, I was able to control the situation. I managed to escape with Annika and, in turn, killed everyone that took part in that attack. They were all dead, and that was why I did not return home early. I was busy torturing, killing, and sending bodies back as a door mail. And when I returned home, the first thing Milana did was hug me as she cried. She was worried about me. I could see it in her eyes, and I thought that gave me a calm feeling. I did not want that. We only have sex, and that is it. No feelings should be attached, and her
Milana It's already past 10 in the evening and I've been sitting on the couch, waiting for Viktor. He's not yet back and I can't even call him. I did once and it went straight to voicemail. Vion and Boris are not home either. Annika is sleeping. She slept about 30 minutes ago and that was after staying up so long as she was waiting for Viktor. I had to force her to go to sleep. I take an impatient look at the clock and I feel so restless. I just want to see Viktor and know that he is perfectly fine. I don't even know how serious his wound is or if he's actually hospitalized. I shake my head at that thought. I don't want to think that far. I had actually thought that his injury was so serious and they lied to Annika that he was going after the bad guys, just to make her stay home and not cry over him as he's very injured. I don't want to think that far and just take it as he's too busy dealing with things. I suddenly stand up to my feet when I hear the sound of a car honking. From
Milana I just sit on the floor of my bedroom, staring directly at the clock. I just want Monday to come, so I can get the fuck out of here. Maksim has not been home since yesterday as he left with the whore that he brought home to fuck and me? I just want this weekend to end. I feel so guilty and I've been crying nonstop since yesterday. My rib hurts a lot, the exact spot where Maksim kicked me. I've been applying ointment, but the spot is slightly swollen and red. Applying ointment or massaging it has not been helping. I just want this weekend to end!!I sniffle, wiping my tears with the back of my hand. I can't sleep. I have tried sleeping, thinking that the day would pass by quickly, but I can't sleep. I feel so guilty and I'm reminded of what I have done. I betrayed Viktor. I have no idea what Maksim will do with the information, but that does not change the fact that I betrayed Viktor. They already trusted me so much but I went ahead to mess it all up. My phone that's lying on
Milana It feels like my heart is being cut into tiny pieces as I stand in front of the door of my house. I came home. I had to. It's not like I had a choice and I know that Maksim is home and he is fucking. I can hear the woman moaning from where I'm standing and I seriously don't care about who he fucks anymore. I just want to be free from his clutches. “Oh Maksim baby, fuck me harder.” The lady moans and I cringe. I have to go in, I can't keep standing outside. I take a deep breath and I muster all the courage in me to open the door and I slowly walk inside. They are in the sitting room and the lady is riding his dick. Maksim is quick to notice my presence. He stops the woman from riding him and then whispers something to her ear. I don't say anything and just remain standing when she nods and then gets off his lap before going into his room. He stands up and wraps a blanket around his waist as he comes to stand in front of me. “So you finally showed your face? I thought that yo
Viktor Annika opens her mouth and I feed her some soup. I may be feeding my daughter, but my eyes are fixed on the two people who are standing not too far from me. Milana and Vion. They are both talking with each other and I have no fucking idea what they are talking about and I don't want Milana near Vion. Nor do I want any other man coming near her, the thought of it makes me angry and the sight of it gets me more pissed. Vion needs to step away right now, or I might actually kill him. It's Friday and Annika has not been to school throughout this week. She is going back on Monday. Milana has been giving her some lessons at home and I think that she is in a better frame of mind to go back as she is not asking too much about having a mother who I know the silence is not going to ask for long and that she will soon start asking. But for now, I'm glad that she has stopped. And Milana? She's definitely going to get punished tonight once she comes to my room. Vion is too close. Just t
Milana I've lost count of how long I've been in the shower. I remained under it as the soothing waters helped calm down my nerves because I was troubled and confused. I had no idea what to do. I didn't even know how to go about my life again. I did not go downstairs and came straight into the shower again after Maksim’s call. How do I deal with him? I need to do something about him when I go home this weekend. I take in a deep breath and my head tilts when I hear noises from outside. It looks like someone is in my room. I turn off the shower and tie the towel around my chest. Just when I open the door, I see Viktor standing just a few inches away from me. I think he was about to come into my bathroom. My heart skips a beat and I gasp softly. “S…ir.” I stammer. “I'm so sorry for not coming down early. I will come down to make breakfast now.” I quickly tell him and a frown appears on his face. As I turn to run to the closet, I mentally note to myself to wear less revealing clothes a
Milana I moan softly and my eyes flutters open. Looking around the room, I realize that I'm still in Viktor’s bed and I immediately begin to blush, remembering what happened yesterday. I finally had real sex and it was…. terrific. I could barely hold it in and Viktor went so hard on me that I passed out. It felt so good that I thought I was to collapse and I didn't even want him to stop. I look around the room and I realize that I'm alone. Viktor is not in. I don't even know if he slept here. I feel the dull ache in between my legs, a reminder of how hard he went on me. I decide to leave the room as it's morning and I have to make breakfast. I slowly get out of bed and quickly arrange it. After I'm done, I find my clothes on the couch and I quickly put them on. Combing my hands through my hair, I make my way out. I open the door slowly and push my head out. I look around the hallway to make sure that there is no one around. Because I have no explanation to give on why I'm walking