" Already? He works faster than I thought. " Dmitri said rubbing his temples.

Seth was here. My knight in shining armor. Took him long enough though, I had been here for god knew how long. I was grateful that he was here to get us but then again I wished he didn't come at all.

If I was going to die in their hands, having him watch me was the last thing I wanted. And, his life would be also in danger, who knew what these motherfuckers had planned out there.

" What are we going to do? " Kaitlyn panicked pacing back and forth around the small room.

Brandon looked at Dmitri intensely as if trying to figure what was he thinking and calculating his every moves. Kaitlyn on the other hand was shaking with her hand up and down her chest definitely scared of what was Seth going to do with her when he was here.

" He only just arrived in Russia. He hasn't find out where we are yet. I think we have sometimes to think of something. " the man informed.

Dmitri nodded before waving him off.

Oh. So, we were in Russia. It should take us three and a half hour to get here and Kaitlyn kidnapped me around eight yesterday, it was already noon now I think by the bright light from the window. That meant I had been out for almost fifteen hours.

" What are you thinking, Dmitri? " Brandon asked.

Dmitri took his times thinking as walked around the room with a hand under his chin seeming to be deciding carefully what to do next in his plan. He then stopped dead in his track taking the now small cigarette out of his mouth before stomping it with his feet putting out the fire.

" There is no going back now. We will be going into war. I will not backing down from that bastard. " Dmitri said making Brandon smirked in delights.

" I will not go against him. You know I only work for you because I want her dead, not him. We have an agreement. " Kaitlyn growled shaking her head.

Gosh. This girl couldn't be anymore delusional or annoying, could she. By kidnapping me here she had already gone against him and she was as good as a dead meat when he got his hands on her.

Ew. Never mind I didn't even want his hands on her. The moment we got out of here, I will be the one dealing with this bitch.

" Seth will not forgive any of us, Kait. It is whether we go against him or he will kill all of us. " Brandon said patting her shoulder.

" You know we don't stand a chance. The Russian mafia might be better at being invisible and keeping under covered but Seth's is the biggest, most feared out there. " she hissed shoving Brandon's hand away.

So, now they just talked like we were not in the same room with them? Victoria and I paid close attention to their conversation and at the same time trying to scoot closer to one another hoping for some sort of comfort.

" What are you going to do then? " Dmitri asked taking his gun from his waistband loading it with his left hand.

Oh my fucking god. Was he going to shoot this bitch? If so I swore to buy flowers everyday to put on his tombstone after he died.

" You know I can't kill him. As soon as she's dead, I will try to persuade him that she isn't worth fighting for. " she said earning a stern nod from Dmitri.

Damn it. Dmitri was a disappointment. I thought he was going to kill her or something. Sighs.

Brandon was still standing between the two I could see that he was trying his very best to hold in his laughters as we all listened to Kaitlyn's plan.

" Even he agreed that her plan is a joke. " I whispered to Victoria. She nodded her head but scoffed at the guy.

Dmitri turned to look at me with a smirk on his face while rubbing his chin before grinning so big showing his yellow-ish teeth. I cringed in disgust looking away not wanting to look at him anymore but couldn't help but wondered what was he planning right now.

" All of you out. Take the sister to another room. I want to talk with the wife. " he ordered making Brandon looked at him in hesitation.

Kaitlyn nodded instantly. She came to drag Victoria out of the room. Victoria screamed not wanting to leave me with this devil but it was no used.

" Can I stay? " Brandon asked looking between us.

" No. Leave. " Dmitri barked.

" Are you sure? " he asked again.

" Brandon just fucking leave before I blow up your brain. " Dmitri growled making Brandon raised his hands up in surrender.

He gave me one last look before walking out of the room closing the door behind him. And just liked that I was alone with satan himself.

" What the fuck do you want? " I snapped.

" I figure why don't we have some fun before your bastard of a husband arrival. " he chuckled scanning me up and down.

I squirmed in disgust under his eye raping gaze. I was married and the only person who held the rights touch me was my husband, I swore on that. If this man was going to put his disgusting hands on me, I would rather died before allowing him to do that.

" Fuck off, you disgusting pig. " I cried out as his hand suddenly made contact with my dirty sweater.

With an evil grin on his face he tore my top opened like it was nothing revealing my bare chest to his hungry eyes. Dmitri buried his face between my breasts kissing and licking liked a pig he was.

I wanted to scream but nothing came out of my mouth as tears poured down my face. I wanted to fight back and protect myself from this monster but there was no used I was helpless and defenseless. I couldn't even move as my arms and legs were all tied up.

" So fucking beautiful. God even when you're pregnant you still managed to look like a whore you are. Too bad I have to kill you. " the pig said trailing his face up to my neck while his hands roaming all over my body.

His touch was like fire, not the good one but the one that hurt you. Everywhere he touched hurt me physically and mentally, my skin was burning in hot fire. I felt like I was being burned alive in hell.

" P-please stop. " I begged crying my eyes out.

I would rather take his beating over this any day. I would rather die than let him touched me.He was about to unbuckle his belt when a soft knock was heard snapping his hungry gaze off my body.

Brandon walked through the door with a shock expression on his face. He looked at me with an unreadable face before turning his head to Dmitri.

" He is in the main hall. " he informed.

" We will be out in a minute. " Dmitri groaned buckling his belt back in place. Brandon nodded and disappeared through the door again.

Dmitri licked his lower lip, his gaze back on my body as I stared right back at him through my glass eyes in pain and anger.

I cursed this monster. I cursed the day he was born into this world. I cursed him to die slowly and painfully alone as he deserved. I prayed for him to rot in hell and stayed there forever.

" Look like husband dearest has arrived. Shame we can't continue the fun. " he chuckled putting my torn sweater back in place.

I felt dirty. I wanted to bath in an ocean of holy water for ten years straight. I felt ashamed as he grabbed me out of the room to meet my husband in this stage.

My barefoot touched the cold floor of his warehouse from time to time as he dragged me harshly into the long hallway. My head was hung low staring at ground, I didn't want to look up I was too scared to meet the certain pair of grey eyes, I didn't want him to look at me in disgust knowing that he wouldn't need me anymore.

" Ah. It is nice to finally see you again, my man. The almighty Don Salvatore. " Dmitri's voice boomed with a light chuckle as we came to a stop.

He pushed toward the ground making me yelped in pain as my body touched the hard ground. Victoria crawled towards me wrapping her now untied arms around me comforting and covering me as I sobbed into her chest.

Burning gazes were all I felt on me so I looked up. The first thing I made contact with was the grey eyes. He was here and he was angry, furious indeed. He was going to have no mercy, he was ready to kill.

" You will regret touching my woman. I will make sure you slowly died in my cell wishing you were rotting in hell instead. " I growled at the bastard I used to call my best friend.

" You are in no stage to make threat here, Don Salvatore. " Dmitri laughed twirling the gun in his hand.

" That was a promise, fucker. "

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