Chapter 13 A proposition
Isabella finally let go of her sister after she heard her soft breathing. She was laid curled against her chest her tiny body rising and falling in slow even breaths.
She moved away quietly, and gently placed her sister on the bed and covered her up.
She sat beside her, doing nothing except pushing away the hairs that fell on her face.
''I will always protect you, Daisy.'' she whispered into the air.
If giving herself to Nikolai protected them then she would gladly do so.
She knew she was in a country where she couldn't do a thing. A place where she had read in books was dangerous and filled with evil men.
She possibly can't act stupid and endanger her sister. She would take things slow, observe and act on her future plans because she was still hell bent on leaving this mansion.
She took a deep breath, stood and left the room.
She didn't know where she was going, she just let her feet drag her wherever until she met, Sergi walking along the hallway.
"Hey!" Sergi stopped and turned to her.
He eyes her up and down before speaking, "Anyway I can help you, miss?"
She rolled her eyes subtly at him but that didn't go un-noticed by him.
'Truly, she was a rude brat,' he affirmed in his chest.
"I want to see Nikolai."
Sergi's eyes widened in anger, "How dare you call him by his first name? Do you have a death wish?"
"Death wish? When I requested it, your boss didn't grant it. And why can't I address him by his name, isn't that his name?" She retorted.
"You are really going to get yourself killed. Keep up with this attitude and you and your sister's life will be gone!" He hissed and turned away.
Isabella's hand clenched, her nostrils flaring as she glared hard at him.
Without thinking, she took the nearest thing she could find and smashed it at the back of his head. The pieces shattered into smithereens on the floor.
Sergi turned, his anger simmering like a pot about to boil over as he held the back of his head with one hand.
"Did you just throw a vase at me?"
Isabella looked at him with the same ferocity, "Yes, I did and what are you going to do? Nothing. You're not the boss around here!" She raised her voice at him.
Nikolai was the only person she was going to try and respect. Every other person should fuck off. He held the power not them.
Sergi walked forward with irritation coursing over him.
He raised his hands about to slap her when a loud thundering voice stopped him midway.
"Sergi!" Nikolai screamed. His neck veins bulging.
Sergi pulled down his hands and flicked his gaze over Nikolai, "yes boss."
"Were you just about to lay your hands on what's mine?" His voice dropped, eyes turning cold as they flicked to Sergi's hand that was about to strike her face before he dropped them.
"Care to explain, Sergi?" He flashed his dark gaze on his face.
Sergi's heart pounded like a drum, his chest tightening, "This girl has no respect for you, boss. She dared to address you by your first name, and when I corrected her she threw a base at me!"
"Fucking liar! You threatened me. You said me and my sister were going to die. You fucking lying piece do shit." She didn't care about Nikolai's presence, she spat rudely at sergi. That stupid fucker.
Nikolai gaze flicked to the broken pieces of the vase on the floor before turning to look at Isabella who looked so dainty yet she was witty, strong willed and sharp-tongued.
Wait a minute!
He didn't actually care about that! He didn't feel angry when he found out that she addressed him by his first name.
Something he had never let anybody do, except Elizaveta and Natalya. Even the two were cautious when calling his first name.
"Let her be, Sergi. And what are you doing here, Isa?" He gaze softened as he stared at her peeled skin. Something hard settled behind his ribs.
She stuck at her tongue at Sergi and walked past him, "stupid!" She muttered low, just enough for his and her ears.
Sergi inhaled sharping, jaw locking as he eyed her.
He was heading towards Nikolai's office to tell him the news about the truck driver but since, Isabella was already walking up to him, he pulled out and walked in the other direction.
"I want to see you!" She said grumbly.
"See me?" A smirk played on his lips.
"Yes, you! You're the only one with the name, Nikolai and is the person who brought me here against my wish, unless you have a twin or another identity. Then yes, I'm referring to you!"
Nikola chuckled, as much as he hated her foul mouth because never in his life had anyone spoken to him like that, he still found her actions amusing.
But there was a line, he hoped he wouldn't cross...
"Already in good health now, are you? Are you so eager to go back to the dungeon?" He teased sternly.
Fear instantly gnawed at her chest.
No, she never wanted to go back there! That place brought back hard and chest crushing memories she never wanted to remember.
"No! I have a proposition to make." She said.
"Oh!" He smiled, "Then follow me. I don't discuss business while standing in the Middle of a hallway." He replied and didn't wait for her to say anything further.
He walked to his office and sat on his chair.
"Have a seat." He gestured to the seat across from him.
She took in a deep breath and sat rudely on the seat. Making sure she screeched it against the floor.
Nikolai paid her action no attention.
"Now speak. What do you have to propose?"
Isabella cleared her throat.
"I will stay," she said then paused and swallowed, "I will give you my body for a month."
Her voice turned shaky but she continued, "Aft
er that, I'm leaving with my sister back to New York."