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Elijah: “To think that me having a bit of mercy on you did you any good” I said punching the man in the gut. His body doubled over as he tried catching his breath, but the menacing laugh he let out told me that he was enjoying this too much. His eyes met mine, and despite the smell of piss which filled the thick air around us; the man didn’t seem phased or annoyed. I punched his face, breaking his nose, watching as he spat his teeth out on the floor in front of me “where?” I pulled his hair back, and raised his head as to force his eyes to meet mine. He smirked in response and waited for my next move. However, I knew that he wouldn’t like what I planned next for him, especially since it would include burning alive. His eyes widened when he saw Yaroslav handing me my knife. The metal having turned red due to heat, radiated its heat even before it touched the bastard’s skin. His legs shook as he tried scramming away and I realized that I got my higher spot this time. “Where is he ke
Anastasia: “You’re kidding, right?” I asked Blake who just called me to inform that another Z case appeared. Only difference is, this time it was in an aisle by the station, but that’s not what was concerning us; the man wasn’t caught on camera. “No, I am literally saying the man wasn’t caught on any cameras. The cop who was on duty was slaughtered and was left by his police car” Blake said sounding alarmed. I ran out of the Estate’s office, heading toward the door. Aunt Nikita wouldn’t let me go out unless I drank my coffee, and a while into that, Sebastian and Viktor came. Therefore, work at the station was delayed a bit. “I’m on my way over” I said heading to the front door. “What’s going on?” Aunt Nikita asked frowning. Her and Iris walked toward the door, Sebastian and Viktor were following close behind already picking up on the situation. “I need to head to the station, can you have Elijah and Yaroslav come if they’re not busy?” I asked and she nodded. I left the house with
Elijah: I glared at the wall in front of me as I held the glass of whiskey in my hand. My grip tight on it, turning it white and for a second, I wondered when it would be breaking under my grip. Anastasia’s words played over and over in my head. The way she looked at me, and the way her eyes reddened as tears threatened to fall from them. The way her voice hardened and her eyes turned cold as she glared at me. Everything about her body language played over and over. I glared at the glass in my hand before throwing it against the wall, watching as its glass shattered. I went back home after our encounter. Yaroslav noticing my anger, didn’t need to ask twice as I suppose he heard the two of us talking anyway. I could hear Aunt Nikita out of my office’s door, speaking to Yaroslav. I ran my fingers through my hair before I sat on my desk. The need to punch someone in the face growing stronger with each passing second, and the pain that I was feeling in my chest didn’t make things any
Anastasia: I laid my head on my desk as I waited for time to pass. My heart ached and I had to fight back the urge to sob as I recalled yesterday’s and this morning’s events. Sebastian and Viktor haven’t said a word since entering the office. Having heard the conversation firsthand, Viktor must have known that it took me everything to come here today, and judging by how quiet Sebastian was, I guessed that Viktor might have told him about what happened. “Anastasia, if you want to leave; there’s nothing to take care of here anyway. We already brought what we needed from the station, and judging by the current circumstances, we need nothing for now until we’ve been able to at least access the cameras” Viktor said putting a hand on my shoulder. He squeezed it gently, assuring me that it would be fine, but it hurt, and the funny part was; I wasn’t even sure why it did. “I’m fine, Viktor, don’t worry” I said looking at him. The man knew that I was lying, the bags under my eyes proved th
Elijah:“What do you mean her phone is off?” I asked Sebastian who shook his head.“The woman is in pain, what do you expect, Elijah?” Viktor asked “okay, say that you’re angry that she judged you based on the man dying. Don’t you at least care that she’s in pain too? You haven’t bothered looking in her direction since that happened…”“She made her choice, and I believe that you saw that firsthand” I said stopping him.“And you didn’t bother going after her, fighting her for it. Fucking hell, yell at her, let her yell back; then go back to normal. No? That didn’t occur to you, did it?” Viktor asked, snapping back at me. I had to fight back punching the idiot in the face as he glared at me. The two of us were chest to chest as he spoke, and I knew that he was waiting for me to react. However, I wasn’t going to do so, not now anyway.“Call her to come here. She has work to finish and I don’t think that you’re the ones who should be taking care of everything” I said glaring at Viktor.“I
Anastasia: “No” Viktor said handing me my badge. “Viktor…” “Look, Anastasia, you’re angry now. You’re in pain, you don’t want to see Elijah…” “Elijah has nothing to do with this, Viktor” I said stopping him. Viktor’s eyes met mine, studying my expression, knowing very well that I wasn’t being entirely truthful. Blake watched the scene in silence, knowing that he mostly had part of what happened. Him and Jason showing me that video was the main reason why I wanted to leave. I couldn’t stand looking at them knowing that they double crossed me by sending the man to a case that they knew I was in charge of. It didn’t make things any better that the whole situation lead to me losing someone that I truly cared for either. “Anastasia, you can’t make a decision like this one and just expect us to say ‘okay, go ahead’” Sebastian said from behind Viktor. The man has been quiet as he watched the scene and listened to what I said. I knew that the men believed that what I was doing was reckles
Elijah:I raised an eyebrow at Blake who entered the club, searching for me.The bouncers at the door had already told me of his arrival. Therefore, I waited for him to come up to the VIP lounge to see what he wanted. Yaroslav sat beside me, taking a sip of his drink as he glared at him.“And to what do I owe he honor?” I asked putting my glass down. Blake’s eyes seemed to be scanning the area, a look of worry covering his expression.“I’m going to ask you this question once, and I’m not doing it as a cop” Blake started. His eyes met mine before he spoke “have you seen or heard of Anastasia?”“No” I said coldly. I clenched my fists at the mention of her name. I didn’t know what game the bastard was playing at, but whatever it was; I didn’t like it, and I knew that he could see it in my eyes “if that’s what you came here to ask, then get out”“Elijah, I told you, I didn’t come here as a cop, and if I had any other options; the last place I would be is here” Blake said as he saw me gett
Anastasia:The door was knocked snapping me out of my daze.“Come in” I called sitting up on Elijah’s bed to be surprised that he walked inside carrying a tray of food “you just knocked the door to come inside your own room?”“You could have wanted your privacy, and whether or not it’s my room; you’re still inside” Elijah said placing the tray on the bedside table. I’ve been here for the past three days, and I’ve barely managed to move out of this bed unless it is to go to the bathroom.“Elijah, I’m not hungry…”“I know, but your body needs nutrition. I know you’re in pain, but I don’t want you collapsing” Elijah said gently “just a bite or two would be okay, yeah? You’re drinking water, and I think for now, your body would be able to handle it without a full meal”I looked down at my lap, my hands were placed on my lap in front of me. Elijah stayed quiet, allowing me the time to process things, and despite the pain, I knew that what I was doing was unhealthy for me “I left you…”“Nas
“What do you mean that you’re selling your wife, Vladimir? Have you lost your mind?” Anastasia asked the Romanov Pakhan. Her eyes wide in surprise and confusion as they both explained their plan as if it was the most casual thing. They all sat in the office Elijah had fixed for her at the Estate. The office was renovated after they got married and regardless of it being for work, it was a lot homier than it was before. The leather couches that were added, and the wooden table which they were all sitting around now. The table now fit sixteen people rather than only six. Her desk has been changed too, and a new computer PC was brought over for her to be able to access data easily and securely. “This is a vengeance that we both swore to take, Anastasia, we cannot back away now when we’ve gotten this close to our target” Vladimir said looking her in the eye. Elijah wrapped his arm around his wife, preventing her from slapping the man in the face, knowing that she most probably would. “A
Anastasia:My heart raced as I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection in my wedding dress. The dress hugged my body perfectly, loosening at the bottom making me look like a princess, and despite not wanting it to be as exposed, seeing as I chose the V-cut that reached my breast line, I was thankful to have listened to Iris about it. The dress spoke for itself letting everyone know who would be the one person to look at me, touch me, and it spoke be jealous of it. Something that I knew Elijah tended to like.Knowing that Elijah was waiting for me at the alter, waiting to see me crossing that aisle, my heart raced. Aunt Nikita smiled, placing her hands on my shoulders, gently massaging them. She kissed the crown of my head and I found my smile growing as I looked at her. The woman has taken me in as a mother would do to her daughter, and I couldn’t have been more grateful for that.“There’s a little surprise for you from Elijah” she said gently. I frowned in confusion as
Elijah:“Would we be expecting you for dinner? Or do you plan on taking Anastasia anywhere?” Aunt Nikita asked, fixing my jacket. Anastasia already left to work with Blake a while ago. Yaroslav and I were just getting ready to head out. The day was going to be a bit of a long one, but I was happy that things were going the way the were. Anastasia was yet to see the surprise that I had for her during our honeymoon, I just hoped she that enjoys it.“We’ll be home for dinner, but if any changes are to happen; I’ll let you know” she nodded and I smiled kissing her forehead. I was thankful for having reached her at the airport before she left that night, and had it not been for Anastasia; I wouldn’t have known where she was, or when she left.Flashback:I entered the house, my hands shaking in fear when I realized that Aunt Nikita’s car wasn’t in the garage.“Aunt Nikita…” Iris stopped when she saw me, her eyes bloodshot red from crying. Anastasia shook her head and it was as if my center
Anastasia:Sometimes it is best to walk away without holding a grudge.It could be painful as hell, and you could sometimes question your as sanity.But nothing else could have been done. I couldn’t have lived with such a grudge and I knew for fact that mum wouldn’t have wanted me to hold it in me. I knew the man’s fate, and knowing that why he was doing it only made me wonder whether or not I would be the same if I went on after a revenge. Therefore, forgiving him, letting him go while he was at peace and rest seemed to be like the best option.I walked around the block feeling empty. I knew that Elijah was following me, but I couldn’t bring myself to turn around and face him. He would eventually want to know my reason and if I was to be honest; even I didn’t truly know why I did it.I sat on a nearby bench, staring at space as my heart felt empty. Elijah sat down next to me, though I could tell that he was sure to leave some space between us in case I didn’t want to be touched. But
Elijah:I stood in front of the house where I knew that my malyshka’s father lived, debating on whether or not to enter the place.I knew that it took her everything to tell me about what he told her yesterday, but seeing her as weak as she was didn’t seem to escape my mind as I thought of the pain that she’s been living through. I didn’t know why the man left his daughter to struggle like he has and why he was refusing to take her back, but whatever his reason was; I didn’t like it, and needless to say; I couldn’t accept it.“Elijah, you know that she won’t like this” Yaroslav said and I sighed. It was the only reason why I wasn’t already inside, beating the life out of that man, and teaching him his limits. I nodded but walked toward the house anyway, ignoring the clench I felt in my chest as I heard a happy family inside, one that my wife was deprived of.I raised my hand to knock the door only to quickly decide against it and walk away. Yaroslav nodded in agreement, liking the dec
Anastasia:“Bloody hell!” I whimpered as Elijah hit my G-spot while he rubbed my sensitive nub. His eyes were fixed on me as he watched me come undone under him before his own body shuddered as he reached his own climax. He rested his forehead against my own, breathing heavily as he did.My body tensed and I found myself whimpering at the loss of contact when he pulled out of me. He laid his head in the crook of my neck, kissing it gently as he fought to catch his breath. He raised himself to look at me and the smile on his face made my heart skip a beat. He ran his fingers through my hair, tucking it behind my ear, revealing my flushed face to him.“I’ve been meaning to do this since the night of the proposal” he teased and I laughed. The two of us have grown busy after he proposed to me. Both with the Verone situation and Blake being injured, the two of us barely had time to sit together let alone make love.“I missed you too” I said scratching his scruff. He smiled and took my hand
Elijah:I smirked at the sight of Verone who seemed to want to run when he saw me approaching. The man being restrained prevented him from moving, but seeing him scared to death was enough satisfaction to me.What he did to my beauty and what he made her live were two things that I would rather die than forget. The woman spent nights not being able to sleep, and seeing as he didn’t seem to care only annoyed me more than ever. I won’t even mention Aunt Nikita or Iris. My family members have been stirred since his appearance, and judging by everything; I knew that he was well aware of it, and if I dared mention it, the fucking bastard was enjoying it.I punched him in the face, breaking his jaw as I did. Anastasia wanted to be in here beside me, but I knew that I wouldn’t have been able to do this if she was here. Her soft side would take over her actions and I knew that she would have me stop.“I will ask you once, and you will answer, where are the rest of the people? Where do you hav
Anastasia:I woke up to a finger running through my hand.Opening my eyes, I sat up and looked at Blake whose drowsy eyes stared down at me as I slept on the chair, laying my head on the edge of his hospital bed.“Blake?” He smiled in response, and I couldn’t help but get up and wrap my arms around him, careful not to hurt him as I did. He chuckled and wrapped his right arm around me “you scared the bloody crap out of me”“Who knew that I needed to have a pipe inside me to have you hugging me this tightly” he teased. I pulled away to look him in the eye, my eyes watering at the sight of him. It was times like this when we both knew that we valued one another’s friendships. I would be his support and vice versa.“You scared the life out of me” I said glaring at him. The two of us have been in situations of fire, fights, car accidents, and even gunshots. But what happened with Verone was the most severe situation we were forced to deal with, and that’s something considering the fact tha
Elijah:I ran my fingers through Anastasia’s hair, gently untangling a few of her curls as we sat on the floor while she checked the security cameras on her laptop.Having gotten her clothes from the house. She was now wearing jeans and a normal t-shirt rather than the dress she was originally here with.Aunt Nikita, Iris, and dad on the couch inside the office. Iris scrolled through her phone, dad was mindlessly annoyed by the fact that we got him out of the house and the fact that he was without his bottle of whiskey, and Aunt Nikita kept shaking her legs as she worried about Verone’s presence.No one knew why she was afraid and I didn’t explain the main issue as I didn’t want to break the respect this family had for one another. However, judging by Iris’s expression, I knew that she was still angry with me about our earlier conflict.“I swear this man turns into an ant when he doesn’t want anyone to see him” Blake snapped. He entered the office and shook his head at Anastasia “and