Chapter 82 Took What Was Mine
Sarah
He jumped in after me, but through the other door, yelling at the driver to hurry up. Then he turned to me, his fierce eyes flashing: "By the way, a team's already on their way to see your Aunt Sveta."
"WHAT? What team?"
I watched the movie "Brigada," and if this is what I think it is, I'm about to get all worked up. Has he completely lost his mind with his revenge, that he's already sent bandits to take revenge on everyone I care about?
I was ready to pounce on him like a rabid cat and scratch his face if he was planning something bad, hurting my loved ones, but he quickly continued, clarifying:
"I sent her some guys, humanitarian aid, so to speak. I heard the house you lived in is just hanging on by a thread. It's old, the roof is leaking, the floors are rotting... The guys there are smart, they'll fix it up properly. The house will be as good as new! We could have bought a new one, but your old lady was indignant, saying she'd never move out because she's so attached to the place. She loves her collective farm."
I'm sitting here in shock, honestly. I can barely even blink, unable to believe what I'm hearing. So he's already managed to contact Auntie?
Wow...
If he is so omnipotent, then why hasn't he found the culprit, the scoundrel who installed me?
Or has he...
But is he just playing dumb?
To get me back, but we're incapable of admitting guilt, let alone mistakes, so we invent all sorts of things.
Or maybe there really were professionals at work there. Someone really didn't want the truth to come out, someone really tried.
Of course, my first suspicion falls on Kate. But she couldn't have pulled all this off alone.
"Well, my dear, why are you blinking your eyes?" he smiled slyly, stretching out busily on the leather chair. "You didn't expect this, did you? You see, I haven't completely gone numb inside, and my heart still works... You deserve something else, really, but why the hell do I continue to pity you and everyone you care about? I don't understand what's wrong with me? Maybe you should stop trying to cast spells on me, witch?”
"I don't understand what you're talking about... I didn't ask for any help. And I don't need anything from you!"
"Really..."
Although, on the other hand, I do!
I won't take anything from him, but let him help Sveta. It's true, the house is in terrible condition... And there's no money for repairs. I could give her new furniture! And take care of the yard. I've dreamed of this for a long time! I wanted to repay the kind woman with something more, but I couldn't do it anymore.
There's no way to earn that kind of money in the village. Especially in a village that the authorities have completely stopped caring about."
"Thank you," I say unexpectedly, with difficulty.
"I don't understand! Little witch, what's wrong with you? You know how to be polite, don't you? And cute! Look how rosy your cheeks are, it's a pleasure to see!" he grinned from ear to ear, his eyes swimming, as if he'd just stared into the sun without his glasses.
"Stop it..." I said.
"I think we'll learn to get along, like in the good old days! But, of course, for one common goal and the deal we made! Nothing more! Then I won't give a damn about you. But for now, you're my blood—you're my damn property, Sarah."
At this point, I jumped up, raising my chin pertly. "You'll never get your chance, jerk!"
He burst into tears of laughter, looking at me as if I were a naughty child who imagined himself to be an all-powerful, evil King Kong, so strong he could bend the entire world without breaking a sweat.
"You're like a little bug with tiny teeth! So cute... You think you're a dragon! Impressive, sure, but I need to remind you who you're dealing with."
He jerks toward me and grabs me by the neck, burning me with his hot, strong palm. What strength, he's right! But I have something more powerful, a royal advantage... His heir. Within me. And if something happens to me, it happens to him too.
"Be obedient, and you and your Aunt Sveta will live like nobles at a feast! It's simple. Nothing supernatural is required of you, sit quietly and do everything the big boss says. Got it?”
Rolling my eyes, I nod, as if in agreement.
I constantly try to distract myself from the way his hand is on my neck, from the way our skin touches and the current runs through it. I try to distract myself from the way his hot breath heats my lips, and I begin to lose myself, to forget myself.
I obey the call of these damned instincts! And I fight them, fight them! To the point of exhaustion! Oh, how infuriating!
"Can I see her? Does she even know you kidnapped me?"
"Kidnapped you," he chuckles. "You're overreacting. I just took what was mine. And yes, she knows. My subordinates visited her and informed her. They assured her that you were safe and well. She didn't panic; she took the news calmly. You can see her, but you have to earn that extra privilege."
What a crown you've put on yourself! “If you behave well, I'll bring her to stay with you.”
Shawn, you sly fox! You've thought out a perfect plan... He found the tools to put pressure on me, to make me more compliant. Well, he's a brilliant strategist. He deserved his position.
He lets me go, adjusting his tie. The car parks in front of a restaurant I know. He's kidding me... Did he bring me here on purpose? After all, we had dinner here the day we met. He fired Galya back then.
“Let's get out.” I jump out of the car first, so he won't miss it.
He wouldn't offer me his hand under any circumstances. What a protest! I walk ahead of him, clenching my fists so hard they're about to burst.
Well, Miron, get ready! You'll regret kidnapping me... I'm not a good girl anymore! Not a fragile, tender little orphan.
Not at all.
You've changed, and so have I. Now I'm a spiteful, prickly thorn! Who will prick you for any reason.
And even without!