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while Elena was spending time with Vlad and helping him with his homework, the latter was so cheerful that it pleased Elena, but all was short-lived when she heard the door open with a bang. she knew perfectly well that no two people could do this sort of thing, but what worried her most was Vlad’s presence. Paolo had become impulsive and he couldn’t stop getting drunk, a situation that was really becoming unbearable for Elena, but the worry was that she didn’t know where to go and she couldn’t see herself leaving Vlad with his father. She couldn’t take him with her either, because he might accuse her of kidnapping or something. She huffed and decided to resume her activity with Vlad, but he didn’t seem to be with her any more. He was now staring at his father, and you could tell he was scared. She was surprised to see this gleam in his eye, because when she had just arrived in Russia, Vlad’s gaze was more one of admiration for his father, as he had always taken care of him.

-Ben what? this is all because of your mother. yes, your mother, for God’s sake, that filthy whore I picked up in New Orleans and today look what she’s done to me? a man who doesn’t know which way to turn. if only you hadn’t been born Vladimir Fiodora, yes, if only you hadn’t been born. It would have been better, but you had to come into the world and look where we’re at? your mother’s looking for rich men to have power and you know what? she’s forgotten you, yes, she’s forgotten you completely.

No, but do you realize what you’re saying to a seven-year-old Paolo? I realize you’ve been drinking, but that’s no reason to say things like that to a child, do you understand? he’s very little and all he needs is your protection and attention. because his mother did it, so you’re going to do it too? I didn’t know you could be so damn cynical with your own son.

-As you just said, he’s my son and I’ll do what I want with him, when I want and how I want, so shut up and just watch.

Elena couldn’t believe he was really saying things like that. She looked at Vladimir and saw that he was sobbing. He was inconsolable, and besides, who would have felt good hearing his daddy say things like that? nobody. She carried him in her arms and wanted to go into the bedroom, but Paolo didn’t agree with her and pushed her violently. Vladimir ran towards her, but Paolo pushed him back onto the sofa. The little boy looked sadly at her, and despite the pain and the blood pouring from his arm, she wanted to protect him, knowing that Paolo hadn’t yet stopped his madness and that Vlad mustn’t continue to see this.

-Vlad, please go to your room.

-But I can’t leave you, Elena, I can’t leave you with him,” said Vlad, despite his fear.

Elena was touched by his protectiveness, but there was nothing he could do for her, as her father didn’t even know the difference between him being small and her not being small.

-You can’t do anything, son, because you’ll be like me, you’ll be like your father and you’ll be my pride, son. Look how I act and you’ll do exactly as I do, son.

-No, I won’t,” shouted Vlad before running into Elena’s room.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Paolo’s eyes turned red. He couldn’t imagine that it was his son, his own seven-year-old son, who had just spoken to him like that. He looked at Elena and a sadistic smile played on his lips. Elana could already see her end coming, but she was hoping for a miracle, even though she knew she had no one in her life to come to the apartment. the ordeal began when Paolo slapped her, disregarding the fact that she was a girl, even though he had put all his manly strength into it. she could feel her cheek burning and her head spinning. Damn, medical school was better than the ordeal she’d been going through in Russia, but she knew she’d never have listened to her uncle if he’d told her not to go there. When she least expected it, he slapped her again, and at the same moment she saw Vlad coming back into the living room. Paolo started beating her and, seeing that she couldn’t take it, she tried to defend herself, but fortunately he lost his balance and she took the opportunity to go to her bedroom. she locked the door, but it wasn’t long before she heard knocking on the door. It was him, and she knew that if he ever managed to get in, she’d forget she had a life. she asked Vlad to find her phone, and he promptly handed it to her. she had only one person who could help her in this situation.

Sitting in his office with his friends, Finn was chatting away, talking about everything and nothing, when he heard his phone ring. When he pulled it out, he saw Elena’s name and frowned. He couldn’t understand why she was contacting him, but he picked up anyway. He heard noisy breathing on the other end of the line and nothing else until the call stopped.

-You’re not going to get a call and suddenly leave without telling us what’s wrong, Finn. -Who was it?

-I don’t know and it was Elena’s number. Everything sounded strange and I’m worried. All I heard was the sound of noisy breathing as if this person were breathing their last and God only knows what could be happening.

-But no, Finn. Why are you so worried? We understand that it sounded strange, but it’s possible for the phone to make this mistake, or even that when she realized she’d made the call without meaning to, she hung up straight away.

-No, Alexei, you don’t understand at all, but she has an alcoholic cousin. I don’t know if he’s an alcoholic, but the last time she came to our appointment, she had a smell of alcohol on her and she let me know that he’d stuck to her a bit, so imagine that…

He didn’t finish his sentence and his phone began to ring again. He picked it up and still heard the sound of breathing, but very quickly he heard a child’s voice: “She’s not well at all, we’re home”. Finn recognized the voice; it was the same one that had called the morning she’d slept over and he’d been jealous. When he arrived outside and got into his car, he also saw them pass the door of the skyscraper. He beckoned them in, which they did without waiting.

-We understand perfectly well that something’s wrong, but we at least want to know where we’re going.

-Elena’s place like I told you. She’s not well and I think I’m going to beat the shit out of whoever did this to her if I ever see him, so he’d better hide from me because if he doesn’t, he won’t survive.

When he arrived at the bottom of her building, he parked and stormed out. she’d never given him the apartment number, but thanks to his research, he’d been able to find it. when he arrived with the guys, he saw the door wide open. it smelled bad in there.

-Elena, open this door, because when I kick it in, you won’t get away, Finn had heard.

He looked at Alexei and Flip, both of whom also seemed to have heard. Filip dashed inside first and went in the direction of the noises. he grabbed Paolo out of cowardice and dragged him back into the living room where the other two were waiting, staring grimly. he threw him on the sofa and Finn seemed to have seen him before, but he didn’t have time to dig around to find out where. he was so pathetic that he even felt sorry for him.

-What did you do to Elena?

-Do we know each other, man? -No, we don’t, and besides, I don’t know what the hell you’re doing in my house. I could sue you for trespassing, and you know what you’ll get, Finn Martinov, your image for your companies. I see you’ve come all this way to see your whore. She’s good for fucking, isn’t she?

Without being able to control himself, Finn swung his fist into his jaw, and he knew his teeth weren’t going to come out unscathed. he was bursting with anger, because just hearing someone talk like that about Elena had done something to him. he wanted to do it again, but he was on the verge of death, and while no one was going to mind if he disappeared, he was going to settle the score another way.

-Go to her, Finn, she needs you.

Finn rushed to the door of the room where his submissive might no longer be alive, and at the thought of that, his heart sank. he knocked several times, but still had no answer. he thought he might break down the door, but thought about the fact that she might be behind it, or even the little boy. he insisted again and again, only to be interrupted by Paolo’s screams.

-It’s me Elena, it’s Finn, please open the door.