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hours later, lying on the bed that gave her a deep sleep despite the fear that engulfed her guts, Kira still saw no one, even though the mobster had promised to bring her some clothes. she got up and started pacing the room, looking for something she could use, but everything was empty and there were no clues. it was already late, perhaps even late at night, and she needed to get out of there. she went to the first door she saw, opened it and was disappointed to find that it was just the bathroom. she opened a door and saw a dressing room, but empty. she told herself that if this mini-paradise ever became her home, she’d put her things there, but quickly dismissed the idea, for she loved Anton and she knew he was the man of her life. she had no desire to think of anyone else. she continued her adventure, which led her to a new door. she didn’t know why, but this one gave her the creeps. driven by her curiosity, she put her hand on it, closing her eyes and squeezing them tight.

He had some men to meet, his Italian friend, a mafioso like himself, but he was dreading their meeting because they were both mafiosos who didn’t let each other get the better of them. Apart from that, he was also thinking of the young woman who was lying a wall away from him, just a wall separating them. he’d wanted to go and see her before returning to his camber, but hadn’t had the courage to confront her and, above all, to see her tear-filled eyes. He was a heartless man who didn’t know how to console a capricious little girl who wanted her irresponsible brother, who was responsible for her situation. when he heard the sound of a door, he put his hand on his pistol. he blocked his breathing in an attempt to hear the slightest noise, however muffled. he realized that this noise was not coming from the main door of the room, but rather from this connecting door. he shook his head frantically without making a sound. He could hear the sound of her breathing accelerating, a sign that she was scared to death. This kid deserved a little spanking, and even if he wanted to give her one, he wanted to leave her in her delirium and see how far she would go.

plunged into the dark since she’d entered the room, Kira didn’t know what to do. she wanted to go back to her room, but she’d already taken a few steps forward and didn’t know which way was the way out. she felt as if she’d been caught in a trap where the person who’d made it was laughing at her shamelessly. She wanted to ask if there was anyone around to get her out of this mess, but everything was so quiet that all she could see was her imminent death, as it had been since the moment she set foot in this mansion. moving forward, not knowing whether to her left or right, forwards or backwards, she heard a noise that made it clear she’d just done something stupid. she had just dropped something at her feet. wanting to identify what might constitute this creepy object, she bent down and retrieved it. she couldn’t contain her scream of fright as she realized that she now held a pistol in her hand. Trembling, she wanted to drop it, but she couldn’t. She felt as if the pistol was now glued to her hand. was it a dream or a nightmare? she didn’t know, except that this adventure was going to take its toll on her mental health for years to come.

-A little more and you’ll be sharing my bed tonight, kiddo.

she froze as she heard the voice, a voice she’d recognize even with her last breath, because the terror it instilled in her meant she’d never forget it. she opened her mouth to retort, but shut it immediately. she didn’t know if he was there or if he was talking to her from afar. She felt tears welling up in her eyes but raised them to the sky to avoid crying. she didn’t want to show herself weak in the face of a potential enemy without even seeing him.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Laughing at the young woman’s situation, Dimitri wanted to let her suffering last. He wasn’t doing it out of pure happiness, but the mere fact that she’d given in to his curiosity had led him into this mess, and he wanted her to have a taste of what would await her if she ever went on this kind of adventure again, strutting into places uninvited. thinking he’d played her enough, he flicked the light switch and the room began to glow. A guttural laugh escaped his lips and he raised his hands in surrender when he saw her with her pistol in her hand. she was standing by his bedside table, which had caused his belongings to tumble to the floor. seeing him with his hands in the air, Kira panicked as she tried to figure out why he was doing this, while he was still smiling his winning smile.

-I give up, so maybe you could drop the gun? but even if you shoot me, you won’t get out of this field alive, kid.

she looked down at her hands and saw that she was still holding the dangerous object. this time she dropped it and closed her eyes. Dimitri hurried to retrieve it and hide it so as not to frighten her any further, for she’d seen enough of this. Standing at full height, her bare legs revealed to his eyes, Dimitri realized that this kid was a very beautiful woman whom Krouto’s son had taken the trouble to discover. at this thought, a dull anger arose in him and without being able to control himself, he slammed his fist into the wall, which quickly brought Kira back to reality. she looked at him and started to back away. Dimitri had always liked to show people what a wild beast he was, but at this moment, seeing this girl running away from him because she was afraid he might be violent with her didn’t please him at all. He saw her looking around the room eagerly, certainly in search of the door that had brought her to this room. she started to go that way, but faster than she was, Dimitri slammed the door shut, keeping her trapped between his well-beating body and the door. His heartbeat quickened, causing his bra-less chest to heave. He clenched his fists to contain the primal desire that swept through his body. she was just a little girl and he shouldn’t desire her. he brought his hand to his face and tucked her hair behind her ear, she closed her eyes, shuddering. Dimitri could have been pleased to know that he was making an impression on her, but no, it couldn’t be possible. he took a few steps away from her, giving her the chance to let him go.

He was wearing nothing but sweatpants and was shirtless. His back was to her, allowing her to admire his perfect musculature. she had only one desire at that moment, to run her hands over it without ever stopping. he wasn’t moving and neither was she. she could go, but she had come for one thing and she was going to do what she was there to do.

-What time is it, Mr. Monster?” she asked softly.

-It’s after two o’clock in the morning, kiddo. I think kids your age are dreaming at this time of day. you’d better go to bed.

-and then you say you’re a mafioso. i wonder how you manage to get business partners when you’re such a liar. loyalty, you know that? it’s the first rule of the mafia, isn’t it? you promised i’d have clothes and leave, but strangely enough, it’s after two and i’m still in your domain. bookshops at such late hours? i…

she couldn’t finish her sentence when a hand grabbed her neck and squeezed lightly. she felt her breathing stop and told herself that this really was the end of her life. a RIP would soon be put on all her photos. the look he was giving her was full of rage, a welding rage that would drive him to kill her. she felt herself being lifted and her feet were now struggling in the air. after a few steps taken by the mobster, she felt her poor body come violently into contact with a mattress. fortunately, it was soft, so soft that it made her think of things that weren’t very catholic. she risked a glance at him and saw a vein tracing his forehead. He was staring at her, but she didn’t want to upset him further by following his gaze, so she continued to stare at the wall behind him.

the anger he felt towards her had very quickly been replaced by nameless desire. when he’d thrown her on the bed, the shirt had pulled up a little, revealing a yellow piece of her lingerie. funny color, he thought, shaking his head. it was yet more proof that she was a kid who still liked rainbow-colored lingerie. his member was already showing when it couldn’t be possible. Desiring this kid was bad for him and bad for her because he was going to end up destroying her if it didn’t stop. he stepped back without taking his eyes off her, not his eyes but still that piece of lingerie his eyes were staring at. she could have seen what he was looking at but she was so paralyzed she refused to make any effort. he moved forward like a feline hunting its prey and very quickly put the shirt she was wearing back in order before heading for her bathroom.

If only she’d known what he’d been staring at all this time, she’d have acted swiftly, but he’d had to take all the time he needed to enjoy it before putting everything in order. She was ashamed now and didn’t want to confront him at all, but she was afraid to leave when he hadn’t given her permission. She wanted to know where he’d disappeared to, but given the damage her curiosity was already causing, she’d have to hold back just a little longer.

Running water over his face, Dimitri had no idea what he was going to do. Sending her home was certainly the right thing to do, as Youri had so rightly pointed out, but he didn’t want her to be the victim of a perverted man. Not that it bothered him much, but she was very young to be subjected to that, and it was also a scourge he sought to eradicate every day. When he heard his phone ring, he hurried out the door, because given how screaming this kid was, he didn’t want her meddling in his business, especially since it was dangerous business. Once in the bedroom, he saw her still slumped over on the bed. unwillingly, his gaze slid over to the part where her lingerie had been revealed for him to rinse off. only her bare legs were offered to him free of charge, which still didn’t help. he picked up the phone and saw the name on the display: Arturo. He could have dismissed the girl, but since she was there, he had to tell her what he was really thinking, as she wanted to know. She looked at him like a scared kitten who could also get out her claws, which amused him.

-What do you want, Miss Fiodora?

-I want to leave, and I don’t think it’s that difficult, do you? All you have to do is get off this property and it’s all over.

Dimitri pinched the tip of his nose to avoid getting angry. Still wanting to leave, he wished she’d said something else and not this, but she was determined and so was he.

-You’re not leaving, not until I want you to.

-I’ve got a life out there, a family for God’s sake. Can you understand what a family is? I suppose not, since you don’t have one…

She immediately regretted what she’d said when Dimitri smashed his phone against the wall, looking at her with a wicked look. She shouldn’t have.