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It was now dark outside, and the manor was awfully quiet.
I hadn’t seen Volk since Marina’s visit. His absence left me wondering where he was and what he was up to. It felt like he was deliberately avoiding me.
Marina’s words also kept replaying in my mind, like a relentless echo.
I doubt a girl like you could handle him.
She was absolutely right. Volk was way too dangerous.
Over the next few days, I found myself dwelling on the tale of Avelina Biklavana, contemplating how women longed to be cherished and valued like jewels. We truly are slaves to our desires.
“You’re enough. I don’t need another clown wasting my time.”
My jab seemed to strike a nerve because his expression turned sour faster than milk left in the sun.
“Be careful,” he leaned in closer, his breath reeking of cheap whiskey and stale cigarettes. “You know, my last offer still stands.”
I fought back the urge to gag.
His last offer: to make me his personal whore. Nope, not interested. I’ve already got a full-time job being a damsel in distress.
“Get lost, Dimitri,” I retorted, crossing my arms. “I’d rather swim in a pit of hungry crocodiles.”
He chuckled, a sound that made my skin crawl. “Suit yourself, but don’t say I didn’t offer you a way out.” As he turned to leave, he paused and looked back at me. “Put your shoes on and follow me outside,” he said, gesturing towards my bare feet against the warm dark wood floor.
I hesitated, my heart pounding in my chest.
I didn’t trust him, and I didn’t want to be alone with him, especially not outside where no one could see us.
“I’m going outside,” I said firmly, taking a step back. “I don’t trust you.”
His expression hardened and he took a step towards me, his eyes glinting with anger. “You don’t have a fucking choice,” he spat.
Ignoring him, I stayed rooted in place, fighting the urge to run back to the safety of the library, away from him and whatever he had in store for me.
No. I won’t go anywhere with him. That’s final.
“I’m not going anywhere with you, Dimitri.”
Suddenly, he reached under his jacket, pulling out a gun and pointing it at me.
I raised my hands in surrender, shocked, my heart hammering in my chest as I took a step back.
“Five seconds. Shoes on. Or you’re dead.”
“Where is Volk?” I asked, hoping to change the subject and gain some time.
“That’s none of your fucking business.”
“I have a right to know where he is–”
Dimitri advanced, his gun aimed at my head. “You’ve got no fucking rights. You’re lucky to still be breathing. If it were up to me, you’d be dead already.”
My heart raced as I took a step back, but I refused to let him intimidate me.
“Now, shut your mouth and move!” he barked, nudging my forehead with his gun.
Tears streamed down my face as I rushed to my room, snatched the black sneakers from beside my bed, and struggled to put them on, my hands trembling uncontrollably.
