Chapter 181: You will meet him

Once alone, I got out of the bed to get ready for my day, feeling the erotic ache between my thighs and deep in my muscles. Thanks to Andrey Volkov.

Intimacy with Andrey this past week was ridiculously intense. Every day he came home from work and there was this look in his eyes as if he was starving. His hunger went beyond the need for food and his wicked mouth devoured me non stop.

Over the weekend, we went out to one of his restaurants for dinner and Andrey finger fucked me under the table to the point my panties were soaked to stay for a dessert. Trying not to shake and moan in the back of a darkened fine dining establishment, isn't how I imaged that night would go, but it had felt good to make him stop.

Even last night we were back in the living room in front of that mirror. Andrey had me on his lap, legs spread wide while he used a purple vibrating dildo on me. After cumming twice and making me watch, he did slid his cock into my ass and fucked me over the edge of the couch.

Between Andrey's insatiable desire and preparing to perform tonight, my body was exhausted. My joints ached and my muscles were tense but all in the best way.

The man was doing sinful things I never would have done before. But I felt so comfortable and cherished with him. I didn't mind how wild he wanted to get because I found myself falling into the void of carnal desire alongside him.

I felt enthusiastic as I got ready for the day. It was an important one, and I needed to get a head start on everything I had to accomplish. After a quick shower, I dressed casually and prepped my dance bag with more than enough time to spare before I needed to be put at the studio.

So I left the house and went to the hospital to see grandpa.

It had only been weeks and yet it felt like years ago while I was sitting at his side, devastated at the prospect of an exclusive contract. How strange things were now that it was opposite. When I walked in and sat at papa's side today, there was a fresh hole in my chest.

This time I was distraught over the fact that Andrey and I would be separate in a few weeks. Of course papa could tell that something was wrong. He did raise me and knew my expressions better than I did sometimes. Despite trying to keep the conversation on my show tonight, he cares too much to let me sit there moping.

Papa set his coffee cup down on the side table during a break in our conversation. More talk of the ballet was on the tip of my tongue but he beat me to another subject.

"What's bothering you, Elena?",

"Nothing", I lied, faking a smile.

His mouth curved down, and the lines on his face deepened with his frown. Papa was so smart for me to keep lying to him the way I was. And today he was lucid, alert and not coughing. It was the best I had seen him in a while, and that gave me hope.

But I still couldn't tell him the full truth. At this moment I was only ready to tell him just enough to let him know I will be okay.

"Okay", I gave in under his intense stare.

"I met a guy", The instant I spoke that, papa's eyes went around, and he leaned back against the pile of pillows on the hospital bed.

"You met a guy?",

"Yes", I shot forward and held papa's hand.

"But I don't think it's going to work out. Not while I have ballet and he's important at his work. So I guess I'm just a little disappointed", I murmured while running my fingers over papa's palm.

He didn't respond quickly. Silence stretched too long between us. I looked up into papa's eyes waiting for him to say something. His eyes softened and he studied my features and the smile that lifted his mouth was sad.

"Is he good to you?", His question took me by surprise. That's not what I expected him to ask.

"Yes", I answered without wavering.

Papa nodded his head and affectionately pat the back of my hand. "Elena it's okay if things don't work out. Not everyone is meant to be in our lives forever, do you understand?",

It felt like there was a little more to that statement than he was letting on, but in this moment I could fathom why.

"I know", I said in a low voice.

"People come and go. What's important is enjoying the time we have with them. Now I won't be around forever, Elena", He started.

"Please don't say that", I interrupted him, feeling my heart drop. "You're all I have left", I whined, already on the edge of crying.

"No, listen to me", His hand squeezed my palm tighter, attempting to calm me. "I won't be around forever, and I want to know that you're going to find happiness. Where you can. With whomever you can",

My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water as I stumbled over what to say. Words failed me and I blew out a heavy sigh. I didn't want hearing him say that he won't be around forever.

"You don't think it will last with fella of yours, but that's alright. Be happy while you can and remember we are responsible for our happiness. And you never know. Maybe you and this guy can work things out",

"Yeah, Maybe", I replied. Be happy while you can. I think I needed to hear that more than I realized.

"Elena, can you promise me, you will find your happiness. Even if it's not with this man. But if his presence makes you feel happy, stay with him. I need to know that you can do that", I didn't like the pressure his eyes were applying. But I couldn't tell him no.

"Yes of course I will", I forced a smile on my face for him.

"If things work out, you need to let me meet this guy.....", He paused when he saw my mouth fall open.