Diving in for a contradiction he cuts me off. "And don't tell me more lies or I will have to punish you." There my lips pause gapping like a fish out of water weighing my dirty thoughts against the punishment of lying more. If I play my cards quite well I will end up enjoying my punishment or not. Who knows?
"And no you won't get to enjoy it, just me alone." Guess he sees the wheel turning in my head stomping hard on my high end pregnancy hormones crushing all hopes. Finality seals his
word looking away.
Irritated to say the least. "I didn't lie to you Elijah so come off it." There's a slim chance I can salvage the situation at hand. He only wants a confirmation I am lying, he isn't sure if it is yet; hence, why his fact is based on mere theories of misplaced puzzles not the right combination. A little twist here and there will do the trick for me.
"When you lie your eyes does two things; either they look away or when looking at it, it changes into a vulnerable look."
Laughing humorlessly pulling out of his embrace brushing my hair out of my face. " That's not true Elijah." That is so true. Shit.
"Hey! You two." Our heads snaps to the cabin. This girl definitely has to be godsend because I was seconds from coming clean with his piercing greys focused on me.
"Like I said I did not lie now quit accusing me." Crossing my arms over my chest, the wind blows tucking the free tendrils behind my ears.
"Sonia?" He calls in a warning.
"Ella came to see us. Fix a smile on your face will you." I turn beginning to walk away to my saviour.
"You're doing it." My steps halts letting a groan out exasperated already. His index goes for his brows scratching the faint brown line looking at me pointedly.
"Doing what Papi?" Fixing a naughty smile on my face. He walks closer with me trying not to get intimidated by the sexy beast of a man, my body reacting deliciously to his commanding presence.
Breath Sonia. Breath.
"Changing the topic." Now a foot away his hand tilts my chin to meet his smouldering gaze.
Smiling, taking the hand I place chaste kisses on it looking to his eyes. "Oh? Am I?"
Seeing I wasn't giving up my front he sighs wrapping a hand on me ushering us to meet Ella while he went to attend to his calls.
Whispering. "Hey, I need your help."
"No. No. No" Shaking her head furiously dismissing every word before I could utter it but that won't discourage me.
"Elijah is onto me like a wild fire."
"And?" She drawls rolling her eyes.
"And he can't know what atrocity I'm about to commit." Raising my leg on the plush couch to get more comfortable as recently my back seems to ache as my feet also hurt.
"Can I?" Hopefully, she asks in interest.
"No."
"Why?" She whines giving a dimple pout.
"Because my brother can always get information out of you." Saying in a duh tone.
"That's not..." Criticism grace my face looking at her, quickly she switch tongue letting an
amusing smile fall free. "That's my plausible excuse so you definitely cannot hold that against me." Waving her comment off not wanting to delve into her sexcapade with my brother. Nope, definitely not an image I wish to picture.
"Fair enough but still you can't know."
"You exhaust me." Throwing her hands in the air sitting up to make herself a drink. Downing the shot glass at a go winching slightly at the burn she expels deeply.
"Okay, I will be your accomplice." A grin appears on my face sitting up, she snatch my keys throwing it to me to which I catch.
***
Ugly sex sounds fills the suite I unlocked with my stolen keycard. This is just so bad, the sound getting louder to my discomfort as I walk farther into the suite till I got to the bedroom where two people are immense in their sex throes making ugly noise. A bouquet of rose flower in a vase caught my eyes, walking to it picking it up I crash it distracting the sex couple who screams separating from each other as if burned while trying to hide their supposed dignity.
Two pairs of eyes darts around the room before it gets to land on me. "Do you know who I am? I can ruin you ." Says the man in heavy italian accent who is also the prime minister of the country and if I might add is married with three kids.
"Shut the fuck up and sit right there or you will have a nice hole in your head if you mistakenly piss me off." Like the dumb politician he is, he meekly sits quiet while I face the angry looking blonde who glare at me.
"Hello Anya. I see you made yourself comfortable."
"Fuck you." She grits venomously.
"Oh I will. I have been waiting for this day for as long as I can remember." Pulling a gun from the pillow she fires at me missing repeatedly. A clean knife rest on the overnight dinner table, swiftly picking it up with an aim I throw it at her. Her scream fills the room, getting out of the position behind the wall I hid to block her bullet shots I see her clutching her abdomen writhing in pains.
"If anything happens to me my people will eat you alive." She cries looking at her bleeding abdomen then at me with hate filled eyes.
"Tut. tut. Tut. Shhhh. I've not started and you reward me with your tears." Grunting at the pains coughing blood, I watch as she tries to pull out the knife proving futile blood spews from her lips and her abdomen crying loud.
"Pulling the knife out only kills you faster cause I may have struck a nerve." Going for the lone couch picking up her gun from the floor where it fell off her hand. Sighing delightful groaning at the reverberating comfort, a smile on my face as two set of eyes watches me. One in hate and the other in fear.
"You lied that you killed the child. Where is the child between you and Elijah. "
"Fuck you."
Tsking. "Hmmm. I was hoping you will say that." Looking up, then out of the window, at the scared prime minister and back at her. I sit up walking past her to a chair but not without landing a harsh slap on her face taking her face to the side in a whiplash.
"You are crazy." She spits blood glaring at me. Grinning sadistically, I pull the chair along placing it in front of her. With a napkin I wipe the remains of her blood which colors my hand as a result of the slap.
"So I have heard. Where is the child?" This time my face hard and expressionless watching her before it flits to the fidgeting politician sitting at the corner.
"Please. Please let me go. I won't say anything."
"Certo che non lo farai perché se lo fai. Volisci sarà tutto sopra le notizie e internet la prossima ora. Ciao ciao moglie, ciao ciao bambini, ciao ciao politica. Ora chiudi il cazzo e siediti come il bravo ragazzo sei il signor Primo Ministro." (Of course you won't because if you do. Your face will be all over the news and Internet the next hour. Bye bye wife, bye bye kids, bye bye politics. Now shut the fuck up and sit like the good boy you are Mr prime minister.) Fear clouds his brown eyes watching him gulp.
"Back to you." Looking at her face as it goes paler than usual.
"Her eyes begins to waver. "Mne nechego skazatʹ vam , suka." (I have nothing to say to you bitch.) Few seconds she starts off. "There was never any child." Now we're talking, I grin listening to her.
"You lied to him... How long?"
Angrily, she continues. "He was too busy with his precious mafia that he never bat an eye for me and when I succeeded to drug his drink to sleep with me, my unlucky star mocked me when I found out I wasn't still pregnant. So I lied. I had him in the claws of my fingers. He wanted to be there for a child that was never conceived. Hilarious." She gives a bloody grin coughing a little bit. "But the part worked out for me, I had the man; sadly never his heart. It was still far away from me so after months I lied I will kill the baby if he doesn't love me back, if he doesn't make me his wife. It was the perfect ploy which was going to work out to my favor. Soon Vladimir suspected a fool play and broke off the engagement. To say I was deeply hurt puts it mildly so I decided to hurt him just as much as he hurt me, it crushed him thinking he was going to be a father and I killed his child. He left Russia for Miami but I was confident he will come back begging..." My mind trials off to when Elijah and I first met in his club and then his hotel. So that was the reason he didn't want a child at first place because this bitch lied to him.
"But you came into the picture. You took him from me. You bitch." Snapping my gaze to her angry one.
"I did everything to have him look at me the way he does to you for years and out of the blue you had all my effort flushed down the drain. I had to hurt him back more and to do that I
needed to eliminate his priced possession. Hatching a plan with Leandro I thought you died that night never knowing Leandro had plans of his own." Slowly her eyes leave mine to my belly.
"You carry Vladimir's child in you." It wasn't posing as a question but in mockery. "Trust me you will never know peace neither will it."
Did she just call my baby it?
"Good thing I will eliminate my oppositions threatening my life and that of my baby." Sitting up with her gun in my hand, she looks at me taunting. "Any last word."
"Uvidimsya v adu." (See you in hell.) My index weighs against the trigger aiming to fire...
"Don't." I turn at the strangers voice just to see Elijah glaring hard at me. You can see the veins ticking as his angry eyes looks at me accusing.
"Elijah?"
"Vladimir." She calls taking his eyes away from me to her.