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
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'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
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 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
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
MilanaI let out a soft and tired sigh as I stand in front of my porch. Coming back to this house every day feels like a nightmare. It is a nightmare. I will never come back to this house and have peace of mind or sleep peacefully. Not when I have a husband named Maksim. I let out another shaky breath and I slowly open the door, stepping in. The moment I step into the sitting room, the first thing that meets my ears are the sounds of flesh pounding. I feel my heart constrict and I suddenly find difficulty in breathing. He has done it again. He brought in a woman. This is not the first time that Maksim is doing this. He always brings women to our matrimonial bed and fucks them. He treats me like trash and never thinks about how his actions hurt me. I can't even complain, if I do, I always end up with a swollen face and whip marks.“Oh Fuck!! Maksim babyyyyyy…. you're so good….. Fuck me harder…hmmm..” The woman's loud moans fill my ears as my husband fucks her hard. I'm the one that's
Milana “I told you to come here quickly, Mila. Do you think that you're the only one that needs this job? There are thousands of women applying. So come here quickly!!” Zoya yells over the phone and I quickly rush out of the house, running over to my car. “I'm so sorry, Zoya. But I have to pick up something for Maksim. I'll be there—” I don't get to finish when Zoya groans. “That Durak [Jerk] again? You're going to be late for him? That-” Her voice trails off like she can't find the perfect insult to give to Maksim. “I keep telling you this—” “I'll be there in thirty minutes. I'm so sorry for being late, Zoya.” I interrupt her and then end the call afterwards. I know what she wants to say. She keeps telling me to divorce Maksim, but I can't. My mother still owes him. I will divorce him once I raise enough money to pay him back, but for now, I will try to cement our relationship, and see if things can work for us. As I get into my car, I let out a frustrated groan when I start th
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