Going up the stairs Alena intercepts me. Those honey eyes that preserve kindness, despite everything, silently stare into mine. So much mystery it brings puts me on the verge of confusion.It is the same angelic face that I had compassion for, I helped him. Because I still have the same feeling so I have been flexible with her.“What are you going to tell me?“Aleksander, are you going to eat?I bet you wanted to ask something else.“No, has Luna already eaten? “I return, narrowing my gaze.“No, I'll bring you lunch right away, with your permission.I frown, why so mysterious? I resume the ascent, I hurry, at the top I take out the key from the door and insert it in the lock. I go inside the bedroom, I find her on her back, sitting in an Indian position, I sigh when I see her. She is like a caged bird, she doesn't fly, she doesn't even flutter.“Luna,” I call his attention.I can tell he tenses as he turns and notices me. Her lifeless face does not look at me."I don't feel well," she
Verónika brought me the biographer and the sheet of paper I asked for. I use the nightstand for support. And here I am going to express myself, to leave everything in writing. I will seal even my deepest thoughts in it. I will do it in the hope that he can reach dad.Tears escape without stopping, as I leave my soul in each word.Dad, it's been a long, long time since I've been able to hug you, kiss you, and tell you how proud I am of you or how much I love you. Overnight everything changed, what I never imagined I would experience, I am experiencing now.If you read this letter, I want you to know that today, December 2, I am still alive, I still resist even in hell.I'm in Russia, in a room, I've spent the last few months locked up, with no way to find an escape because these guys aren't just anyone. It's the mafia, the Russian mafia, father. Perhaps his last name will sound familiar to you, Aleksander Konstantinov has me kidnapped, Dimitri Konstantinov's son.At first I was confuse
I don't want to go to Italy, I don't want to run away as if I had anything to do with whatever caused this commotion. Aleksander, seeing that I am still static, pushes me from behind, ordering me to walk quickly to the outside where we will board the car.I have no choice, I keep walking.An overdose of adrenaline moves through my bloodstream. I feel like I'm in a chase, but there is no good guy, they are all bad guys who go against each other. I wonder if we are safe, that Aleksander sees so much in the rearview mirror alerts me, he makes my hair stand on end. For sure, nothing is safe, he drives so fast that I fear an accident will happen.I close my eyes, I ask heaven that the fateful thing does not happen.“Why are we going to Italy?! “I exclaim sobbing.It doesn't even slow down when cornering. My heart is going to beat out of my chest. I'm about to have a heart attack. Don't you know how unstable a path can be during this season?“Mariola got in the way when I tried to kill her
“What's wrong with the country? If you had asked me to set you adrift, I would have done so, and you would have been dead by now. Why don't you thank me? "Now that you're going to be safe," she growls, it's a claim.“With you I will never be safe; I want to go back to my country, Aleksander “I remember, keeping my tone low, a lump gets stuck in my throat, I die of rage and I just want to cry alone. But he is close to me, I hate him, I do hate this man. Tell me the truth, are you planning to kill me or have I become your absurd whim?“What do you want me to say? “She questions with a smile.I take a breath of air. I just want the truth, but he likes lies, so he won't be frank or sincere.“The truth,” I say, placing all my attention on his face. The smile reappears, it is not lucid, because he is not sane either. Tell me.“For you I have done things that have aroused a special interest in you, for me, right? “He states victoriously. Those words full of arrogance and mischief suddenly tak
“Do you not like it or are you afraid of getting drunk? “She questions. The smile that moves on her lips is complicit with her eyes that inspect me. He tell me."No, that's not why," I say without looking at him, sigh. I see “. I just consider it to be in bad taste, for me it is not delicious.We don't talk again. Gobbling and gobbling is what we dedicate the next few minutes to, although from time to time I feel his powerful gaze on me, for my part I do the same without him realizing it, what was I thinking when I agreed to marry him? Yes, I remember, I thought about my life, that's the only reason I'm willing to take his last name."The food turned out well," he comments. I take it as a compliment from him, however strange it may be, it is a compliment on his part. I smile fleetingly at him. It's not perfect, but it's not bad either.I change the expression, who thinks he is to make fun? At least I've satisfied her appetite, she hasn't left a single crumb on her plate. He's an idiot
My life is a movie, it is a bad dream from which I will never wake up because I am not really asleep, and what I live is the evil present that Aleksander has taken it upon himself to give me.I return to the table where I usually eat, outdoors, feeling the light wind blowing over everything. Breakfast has been served by the lady, of whom I don't know anything, not even her name; the food is variated. I want a little bit of everything. I start with a sip of juice. This time he brought me more than usual, it's too much for me.The reason comes with the appearance of Aleksander, I paralyze. He takes me by surprise, he never eats with me. Knowing that he has already put his illicit business in "order" only means that my little peace of mind is over. Because otherwise he wouldn't be there, much less so relaxed."Good morning," he greets.That he does it in an affectionate tone baffles me."Good morning, Aleksander," I return, starting to eat.He joins me, he looks at me at all times, but I
The musk of his body and mine is one scent. He kisses me, I match him with the same intensity, in the abyssal depths I do not touch the bottom, I float, I fly, but I know that I will fall at any moment. I find nothing more satisfying than the magic of his touch burning through every part of me. It is the fire that needs the ice covering my labyrinths, it is the flame that I do not wish to go out. I don't want it to dim the heat. And his name flows from my lips, the name of my antithesis, of the night and the shadow determined to overshadow, destroy and blind.But... That doesn't matter now, what I experience is unmatched and if the price is being ruined, I take the risk anyway.There is no savagery on his part. A whirlwind hits me, Aleksander is that natural disaster that destroys the little sanity I have left. His lips move over mine, the kiss is not rough, but it is still captivating and fiery.My room is claimed by a guest, wishing that his stay does not come to an end.The truth i
Aleksander and I walk for a while, the streets are wet because of the rain that has fallen a while ago. It is incredible to be in Capri, its corners hide history, one that prevails. It is beautiful, even after precipitation. We go side by side, but suddenly his hand takes mine, there is no one around here, I don't intend to run with these shoes either, so I assume that the townhouse is hiding another motive, and it is not to make sure I run away. Even if there were a passerby, I'm not crazy to scream for help knowing that this man has a gun.Whatever slight intention you have, he will see it. His instincts and perceptions are trained, noticeable and deducible. He realizes what he intends or not. He is very smart.“What are you thinking about?"Maybe I'm not thinking, Aleksander," I say without meeting his eyes.He stops his step, so he and I go under the streetlights, I conjure up one or another romantic movie scene. All that remains is for Aleksander to kiss me on the mouth and for m
We all witness the moment when Dad kneels. Mom can't believe it and she covers her mouth. I cry in my place, Aleksander hugs me around the waist, tries to contain my emotion, but I'm already crying my eyes out. It's too much for me.“Elena, love of my life, I want you to be my wife, there is nothing and no one that can stop it. You are the best thing that has happened to me, in the midst of ups and downs or good and bad moments, love does not disappear, it is stronger than all the challenges we do not face. Today, in front of our children, kneeling before you, I ask you to agree to be my wife. Do you want to spend the rest of my life with me?"My God, of course," she exclaims overwhelmed, lets herself put on the beautiful ring and kisses him with love.Our ovation applauds them. I'm so happy. Then, after that kiss, what I least imagined happens, Aleksander goes and hugs his mother, he starts crying in her arms. We are all shocked by the scene, we dare not say anything. He looks like a
Four Months Later…Aleksander passes through every part of my body in a way that turns me on in seconds. He knows that we are not alone, almost the whole family is outside, however, he doesn't give a damn about continuing the groping. Although it doesn't appeal to me that he stops. At this point I need long caresses from him.“Alek…"Just a moment and that's it..." he says, growling into my mouth.I wrap my hands behind his neck and brush his lips. If you want to continue, go ahead, but I can't stop thinking about my family, how embarrassing it would be if they listened to us."Stop, I would like more but it's not the right time, Aleksander," I scold him and separate myself from his lips completely.He makes a funny face, I roll my eyes.“Do not leave me like this."You look like a little boy, huh," I point out, shaking my head.He sighs resignedly."Good," he places each of his palms on each side of my enormous belly. It's only four and a half months, but it's huge. Sometimes I think
“Hi Moon. Something has happened? “It's weird when you call me,” she adds, her tone not hiding her concern. She is surprised that I called her.“I need to tell you something, and no, of course I usually call you, why does he miss you? “I release taking a breath."I'm just saying," he remains silent for a moment.Every second counts, in one, everything will change... Not knowing how to know how to take it scares me.“Can you come? I know you have a lot of things to do, but it's urgent, Grace.“Oh really? You're scaring me, is it so serious that you can't tell me around here? “he says hesitantly”. You're making me nervous...His admission increases the nervousness in me. She's not the only one who feels this way."You should come, Grace." What I have to tell you is not easy to process, I must admit. But stay calm, the least I want is to see you upset. OK?“Did something happen to mom? “She asks quickly. A sob is heard.“No no, don't rush, we're fine. “Tell Dominic to come, he needs to be
“I trusted you, I thought you did too, what kind of joke is this, Luna? Do you know what it means to be married to a gangster? “She declares, shaking her head.“There is a lot of danger, I know father. But I love Aleksander. “I wish I could have told you this before, seriously,” I whisper with a wave of emotions in my soul that is difficult to deal with.“Why are you telling me now? “he says, breathing like a buffalo."Because..." I hold his gaze, although now the eye contact burns and tears my heart. I don't want to continue living like this, looking at you and deep down knowing that you don't know the truth. Dad, I just wanted to tell you because lying is like an avalanche that sooner or later was going to fall on us, it was better to avoid the surprise impact and say it now “ I lower my head and play with my hands “. I know mom should talk to you, but don't be hard on her.“You have no right, correction, they have no right to ask for compassion, they have lied to me. “This is unforg
“Oh really?"Yes, Luna," says Dad, he arrived a few minutes ago and I can't believe what he tells me."That's great, they deserve it," I admit, deeply moved.My father smiles and caresses the back of my hand on the table. He's been talking about proposing to mom. What she has had a suspicion. I think it's great that they can come together in such a special way.“So I was waiting for your approval, do you think Paris is the right setting? “She wants to know.“It is dad. He is ideal and romantic “ I express sincerely.What worries me about this is that Mom is still not honest with my father. I feel like there should be no secrets, and hiding what her ex”husband was is a huge secret that she can't keep forever. I know that means I have to confess the truth to my father too. I have no other choice.Maybe it's time, but that would ruin the hope he has of seeing mom at the altar. I don't want to hurt her desire, but her push to be honest with him is strong and she beats me to it."Dad, ther
I breathe hard, I find myself exalted under the darkness of the room. It's not dawn yet, and I hate it because it will be hard for me to go back to sleep. I have managed to calm the rapid beating of my heart, before it shook with fury inside me. The cold sudoe is still on my forehead and my nerves are afloat. Reliving that scene bites my senses. It was a horrible moment that fortunately passed.Without realizing it I regain sleep.I get out of bed and walk to the bathroom. But not before turning around and looking at my little angel who is still peaceful on the quilt. He can sleep soundly, which I like. Once in the bathroom he starts brushing my teeth, it takes me longer than usual to get decent. Then comes a shower that relaxes me.Returning to the room, Matthew is already awake. He jumps on the bed until he falls on the same quilt. He woke up quite energetic. He gives me a hug and kiss good morning.“Do you want to shower in the bathroom? “I ask him.“Yeah! “She exclaims.So I prepa
And the cake did turn out well, we were already devouring the first bite. I tell him to take Matt a piece. I stay in the kitchen, cut a triangle and put it on a small plate. Then I go up to my room and take it to Aleksander.I was talking on the phone.I had the feeling that I should stay behind the door and listen to everything. Although the mental push to do so could cause him to fall flat on his face. Anyway I stay behind the wood.“Sarah was with Elmo? Fuck! "I didn't know she had even been close to my wife," she declares angrily.I can not believe it.The memory comes to my mind.Flashback“C”can I know what your name is? “I whisper and I think I should have kept quiet, I may have taken my question inappropriately.What was he thinking when he blurted out?"Why the hell would I give you my name?" “he says hostile, I'm not surprised by his attitude “. But, since you want to know and you'll be my new partner, if Elmo doesn't think of selling you, then yes, I'll tell you my name, Sa
He didn't expect to see Grace here, what credible explanation is he going to give her now? I can't hide some annoyance."What happened to you, Aleksander?" She”she wants to know, she is the first to stand up, she covers her mouth shocked by what she sees.I must act quickly."Grace, don't be upset," I ask her and make her sit down again. Stay here.I take Alek's hand and take him with me to the room. I get into the bathroom with him and start looking for the first aid kit. My hands shake throughout the entire process.“Don't worry…“Don't worry me? “I blurt out angrily"You can't tell me not to do it, Alek," he growled. Look at your condition, you should go to a doctor."I'm not going to the hospital, it's just blood and it's not even mine," he says as if nothing had happened.“Now, whose life have you taken away? “I question, devastated by his atrocities. Take off your shirt, Aleksander, you stink.“I'm sorry."Don't say you're sorry when you're not, dammit," she roared angrily.His
Now there is something extra to worry about, which increases the sleeplessness all night.During the early morning I move uncomfortably on the bed, I haven't managed to sleep a wink. Someone enters the room, I know it's Alek, his silhouette under the darkness is familiar to me. He lies down next to me and hugs me around the waist.“What are you doing awake? Don't tell me I was the culprit.The thing about Grace can't get out of my head. I just hope everything is okay, although not receiving even a sign from her indicates that nothing worse has happened. I don't know if she should tell Aleksander, she won't tell anyone anyway.“No, you didn't wake me up, I haven't been able to sleep for a long time. I thought you were staying with Matthew all night.Sighs."I can't be without you, he fell asleep a long time ago," he explains, kissing my cheek. What's happening to you?"It's Grace, she called me a few hours ago," I admit uneasily.“And what happened to your sister? “She questions."She'