"Malishka," John's Russian accent was strong today as I spun to grin at him. I was currently walking out of World History with Alecia and one of her friends when he surprised me."Hey," I greeted shyly as he walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He lightly kissed my lips and I giggled against them.The last two weeks have been a whirlwind of events. John was no longer keeping me a secret from anyone and almost seemed proud to flaunt our new - found relationship in everyone's faces - we hadn't actually discussed a title for it . Even now, crowds of people surrounded us and he wasn't afraid to kiss me like this. However, it didn't leave me well - liked with the female population on campus. If anything, I was hated by them all. Well except my roommates - they were cheering on us on the whole day."How was class ?", He asked, setting me back down to my feet but still keeping his arms tightly around me." It was good . How was your class?", My eyes roamed around, noting al
No, there was a ton of legal type documents and a red passport. Grabbing that first, I opened it to find John's photo inside but the information was all wrong.According to this, his name was Vladimir Ivanov and although I couldn't read most of it, I gathered when he was born and where he was born: Moscow. My mind was going a million miles per second as I tried to figure out what I was looking at. It made sense, though, becausethere was no way in hell his name was John Spencer and his Russian accent? It was all finally coming together, but what is he trying to hide? What is the purpose of this? I sifted through the other papers in the box, finding loads of legal documents with a new picture and a new name:. John Timothy Spencer. Born in New York City on date that was just a few off from the one in his passport. It was clear that were all fake now, but why?"What the fuck are you doing?!"I jumped, turning to find John - or Vladimir - standing in the doorway to the closet, staring dow
As l sat in the class the next morning, I found myself searching for John. This was the only class we had together and I was trembling in fear knowing that he could come in at any moment." Girl!", Alecia's high-pitched voice scared the hell out of me as she sat down. "Where have you been?! And why are your eyes all puffy?", She asked.I looked at Alecia only for a moment before my eyes started seeking John out once more. And then I saw him. He entered from the back, seeking me out immediately. Our eyes locked but the expression on his face was a cold one l had recognized from when we first met. He sat a few rows back and intently watched me. I found that I couldn't pull my gaze from his but Alecia snapped her fingers in front of my face, I turned forward."I have been in my room", I stated flatly, looking down at my shaking hands."What's wrong, girl? You look like shit," She pointed out. Glancing over my shoulder at John, l noticed he was still watching me like a hawk. Was he afrai
"Rianna, you need to go to the cops with this!"Evie demanded, looking between me and Alecia.Sighing, I shook my head."The last time I did that, it ended terribly for me", I had just told them everything that had happened in Arizona; how I had gotten in relationship with Professor Michael to my grades up - I had fallen for the bastard all while he physically and mentally abused and used me - and how he taped me and him having sex for the last time and was currently blackmailing me with it. That was the whole reason I fell off the deep end on his ass. I demanded that he give me a tape or I'd burn his house to the ground.When that didn't work, I took a baseball bat to his car and then his body. And that still didn't work because he turned the tables on me."He can't get away with this , Rianna! The guy is sick!""How did the police in Arizona even believe this physco over your story?"Staring down at the table, I remembered how it all went down. He's smart - I'll give him that - and
He stared over at me, really studying my face before he took a deep breath. "I guess this is as good of a time as ever to tell you my story.If you can trust me with yours, I should be able to trust you with mine", He spoke then I nodded my head in response."I have been in states for just over a year now. I needed to have an alias so the certain men couldn't find me. My mother was the one who actually gave me the name John Spencer. We searched some of the most common names in U.S and that's what we found. We figured it would make finding me more difficult", He sat down on the bed, careful not to touch me as he continued. "My father is a Russian mafia boss, Rianna. I was born and raised in the good life but soon after my seventeenth birthday, my father trained me to be one of his hitmen. Once he figured out how good I was with a gun, he put one in my hands as fast as he could."Hearing his story sent shivers down my spine but I remained silent, wanting to hear all of it before I made
"You got one thing right, Rianna. I would never hurt you and I'll always protect you", He held me so tightly that I couldn't help myself - I cried into his neck, letting it all out.Without another word, Vladimir pulled me towards the bed but stopped me before I fell onto it. He brought his hand up and grabbed my chin. The way he looked at me made my heart skip a beat and I was officially back under his spell."I'm going to kiss you, Rianna and then I'm going to make love to you," He stated softly but matter - of - factly.My knees went weak as I felt my body start to drop but his strong arms held me up. These simple words just changed everything.Vladimir gently removed my shirt, kissing the top of my shoulder as his fingers slid beneath my bra strap.My body felt like it was trembling as I tried to stay calm as I could. It wasn't fear that made me tremble.No, it was the pure power of him that was making me feel this way. His hands slowly removed my bra, dropping it on the floor wit
When I woke up, Vladimir wasn't in the bed with me. I quickly sat up wondering if I had dreamt the events from last night. But one look beneath the sheets on my naked body and I knew that wasn't the case. Why else would I be naked in Vladimir's bed and if it weren't for him making this way? I didn't normally sleep naked anyway.Slipping out of the bed, l quickly got dressed and that's when I saw the small note on top of the dresser right next to the door. I moved over and flipped it open. Noticing that it was a male handwriting , a smile came on my lips.Rianna -l had to go to class this early morning. I will see you later. XX Vladimir.I held the note in my chest, thinking I would hold onto this forever. I know it sounds corny but it was from him. But speaking of class, l better get my ass movin' so I wasn't late.Running back to my place next to the door, I wanted to freshen up before heading out. I knew l would have class with Vladimir first thing and I didn't want to show up in t
When we returned to my place, Vladimir sat me down and held me behind him for protection. The house was quiet and I knew professor Michael would be gone by now. I didn't want to admit that he was smart, but he clearly was. And because he's smart, l knew he would be long gone by now.After Vladimir did a quick sweep of the house, he brought me up to my bedroom and laid down in bed with me. I had stopped crying long ago. I was now enjoying his sweet kisses and love embrace. He hadn't said much to me since I was half -naked across the campus and I couldn't tell if he was thinking about what to do next or afraid to say something stupid."Vladimir?"I rolled over and looked up at him, noticing that he looked a bit stressed out."Hmm?""What are we going to do? I can't walk around campus scared every day. I can't walk around thinking that someone might come out in any corner and jumps over...." Just thinking about it made my anxiety sky - rocket."You won't have to worry about that,. Malishk