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Dimitri’s private jet had just landed in Russia, and his nerves were on edge because what he’d planned hadn’t worked out the way he’d hoped. The company he’d planned to buy in Cuba had been put up for auction, and from what he’d been told, another potential customer wanted it badly. He’d only gone there because he wanted it, and if he hadn’t brandished his weapon to end someone’s life, it was simply because the most merciful man on earth was with him – Yuri. He wasn’t one to listen to other people’s advice, but on this occasion, he’d decided to do things the easy way. If he’d decided to go home, it wasn’t to say he was giving up, no, but he was going home because he had other problems to deal with.

-Hand me the keys,” he ordered his driver.

He didn’t want to go and die, even if it had never happened, but he knew that the days weren’t going to get any better, and that something might happen.

-It’s okay, I’ll drive Dimitri.

-Unless I’m already speaking my native tongue badly, Yuri. I’ve just given an order and it will be obeyed. If you don’t like it, you can take a cab or call another driver to bring the car back.

Yuri looked at him and let it go. He knew that nothing could make him listen to reason, the proof being that he was getting angry over nothing. He drove as usual, and the funny thing was that cars pulled over to let him pass, because the whole town knew that there was only one person who could drive like that: Dimitri Savoski, and who would have the courage to challenge him? No one. After a few minutes, they arrived at the mansion and Dimitri hurried out. He was on his way to the entrance when Yuri put his hand on his arm to stop him.

-I think you’d better calm down a bit, Dimitri, and the only way to do that is to head straight for the gym.

-Do you want me to remind you that I don’t have a kid? No, I don’t have a kid I could frighten, and I don’t have a wife who’d be afraid to see her husband in such a state, so please leave me alone, Yuri. I know you’ve always given me good advice, and you know what? to avoid murder, maybe it would be better if I actually went to the gym.

Yuri nodded and left. He knew that Dimitri was a negotiating magnate, and if he stayed put, Dimitri would do everything to negotiate and end up declining the idea of the gym. He didn’t really see what he had to check, apart from the young woman he was worried about. He went straight to the basement where Kira’s cellar was. Once there, he didn’t like all the icy cold that enveloped her. He knew perfectly well that she wasn’t the type to make noises, but this silence didn’t tell him anything good. the box was black inside and he couldn’t see her.

-Kira, he called.

He waited a few minutes for her to show up, but it was still total silence and it was really starting to annoy him. He knocked on the door, hoping to wake her if she was asleep, but nothing happened.

-Kira,” he shouted, not giving a damn whether he’d woken the others or not.

When she still didn’t answer, he took a few steps backwards, staring at the cellar as if the sky was suddenly darkening. he started to scream, but knew that the people outside the cellar couldn’t hear him. he ran for the exit. he went straight to the gym, hoping that Dimitri’s program hadn’t changed once he’d turned his back.

As he was pounding on the bag with all the hatred he felt in his gut, Dimitri sensed a presence near the door and knew it was Yuri, as he was the only one invading his private spaces without permission. He paid him no attention and continued what he was doing, but Yuri’s silence didn’t reassure him, as they’d been out of Russia for three days and everything could change in no time, even if he controlled everything from a distance.

-Why don’t you drop the mystery for a moment and tell me what’s really wrong, Yuri? what’s really going on?

without speaking, the latter advanced towards him and, when he least expected it, slapped him hard across the face, causing him to hold his jaw. it had been years, if not years, since anyone had had the audacity to do that. he was more astonished than angry. he took a few steps back to get a better look at the person who’d just done that and saw just how angry the latter was; it was more hatred he could read in his eyes. Dimitri tried to search his mind to understand where this was coming from, but nothing came to mind.

-Let’s calm down and you can tell me what’s wrong? what’s happened to you? I’d like to point out that we both got home not even ten minutes ago and you’re the one who’d be my perfect witness if anything had ever happened while I was away. spit it out now.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

-she’s not moving Dimitri. i hope you were happy to feed your ego because yes, you’ve done it again with flying colors. i told you to set her free, i told you this young woman hadn’t done anything to you but no, you always have to do things like a man who’s lost his head a long time ago. she’s not answering me and i don’t hear any noise in the cellar do you hear?

-But what or who are you talking about?

-I’m talking about Kira, Kira Fiodora, the kid you kidnapped when she hadn’t done anything to you. Remember we’ve been gone for three days and in those three days she hasn’t eaten? I’m even sure no one’s gone down into the cellar to look at her, since you didn’t give the order at all. I don’t know if she’s still alive or not.

He knew he had no reason to feel this pain and guilt, as he had always done, but this time it was different. He wanted to go back in time and change things, he wanted to go back in time so as not to leave her all alone or even kidnap her, but it was already too much to regret. He just had to try and make amends for his mistake, so he left the gym without telling Yuri and went to his office, where he retrieved the key to the chain that locked the door. He was paralyzed at the sight, and it was only when he heard Yuri’s footsteps that he crouched down in front of her. He tried to see if she was still breathing, but her pulse was so weak it scared the hell out of him. He’d never made a mistake like that, and he didn’t want to believe it was happening to him. He lifted her in his arms, and her body, so light as a newborn baby, made him very uncomfortable. He would have liked to put her in his room, so that she’d be closer to him and he could watch over her, but he knew she’d be scared when she woke up, given the darkness of the four walls of her room. So he put her to bed in the room next to his; the two rooms had a connecting door, which was always good for him. When he laid her on the bed, he couldn’t take his eyes off her inert body, she was as white as a sheet and he was afraid she wouldn’t survive. He’d lived through the worst horrors of his life, but this was the worst.

-I’m here.

Dimitri didn’t know why, but faced with Yuri, he felt he’d made the worst mistake of his life, and it was clear how much Yuri hated him for it. This was all the more reason for him to hate the girl, because she would drive him away from his friend, but he couldn’t hate her. On the contrary, the thought of her cold body made him want to hold her in his arms and warm her so that she would open her eyes. He took out his phone to call the doctors, but they had told him that they were so busy that it would be difficult to free up their time to treat her at home, and the only thing they could tell him was that he could bring her back if it was really urgent.

-What? They’re not coming?

-No, they say they’re busy, but it’s no big deal. I’ll bring them in myself and we’ll see when I land in his hospital and give one of them a free bullet whether they’re really busy or not.

-No, I’ll take care of it, stay with her and try to find something to save her while I bring those idiots back.

Yuri knew what Dimitri would be capable of doing if he showed up at this hospital, and to avoid even more unpleasant situations, he had taken the initiative of going there.

Dimitri had been circling this room for minutes after Yuri had left. He’d asked her to do something to keep her alive until he got back, but he didn’t know what he was going to do. She was cold and certainly needed heat to make her body warm, but he wasn’t sure how. He took off his top and had to move on to the next step, but he was afraid, afraid of betraying his values, afraid of what others would think if word got out or whatever. He took off his top to wear it, but when his gaze fell on her body, he dropped his top and headed for the bathroom. he took off his pants and put on a pair of panties. he returned to the bedroom and took off her dress. he had avoided looking at her body parts. he put on her shirt, because even her dress was cold. He didn’t know if it would help her, but he hoped it would. Her body in his arms made him want to protect her, and he promised himself that if she woke up, he’d give everything to protect her from the whole world.