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Josephine “Апорт!” (“fetch!”) The slobber-soaked chew toy squelched in my hand before I tossed it across the wide expanse of the indoor gym. Mila launched after it with powerful strides, her nails clicking faintly against the polished floor. The toy bounced once, twice, before she snatched it up and turned back, her thick tail wagging so hard in excitement to play more. I laughed under my breath as she dropped it at my feet, chest heaving with excitement, big brown eyes locked on me with eager expectation. “You’re relentless, you know that?” I teased, nudging the toy with my sneaker. Pavel had taught me a few Russian dog commands to use on Mila, and it seemed to have been working for the past hour that I lounged at the gym. Evelyn and Oma had gone out shopping while I decided to stay home because my mood over the past few days has been sour. Although I would have liked to go, I didn’t want to spoil the mood for them. Sasha had spoken to me this morning while he was
Josephine The stairway felt colder as we stopped halfway, leaning against the railings while staring at the thought of us returning to the states in silence. I huffed, easing the anger that bubbled within my chest. Evelyn stood beside me, arms crossed, her lips pressed into a thin line of frustration. Silence stretched between us. “I feel like I’m being handled.” I finally muttered, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. Evelyn scoffed, leaning against the wall. “Handled? More like shipped off like fragile cargo.” I let out a hollow laugh. “Exactly.” The weight of everything settled, and now only guilt remained. Guilt for compromising Evelyn’s safety by being friends with me, and now she’s left unemployed... After a few minutes of silence, I spoke up. “I’m sorry.” Evelyn glanced at me with furrowed brows of confusion, so I continued. “You were dragged into all this because of me, you lost your job also because of me and-” She cut me off. “Hey, what are you sayi
Josephine We were sucked into a blur of heated moments, swiftly moving to the back seat for more room. Our hands flew to grasp each other, pulling and tugging his shirt to which he obliged by taking it off. He grabbed the back of my head again, pulling me into another heated kiss with tongues. I arched into him, trailing my hands down the muscle ridges of his back and abs. “You have to finish what you started, Kratoska.” Sasha rasped against my lip. My nipples hardened, feeling the familiar ache between my legs. “ I plan to....” I reply breathlessly. His hands travel to my thighs, grabbing them to straddle me while leaving a hot trail of kisses down my neck. I moaned softly, grinding down to the hardness of his crotch. “Hnngh...” My heart raced with excitement and anticipation, clutching hard on his broad shoulders as he formed a hickey on my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair, which elicited a low groan from him. “Fuck...” Delicious shivers dance across my ski
Josephine “Sasha-” Katya started, reaching towards him cautiously. “Outside, now.” Sasha spoke lowly, not even raising his voice but every decibel of tone echoed in the room. His piercing grey eyes fixed on me like a prey. I swallowed, the silence in the room made tension to thicken. He cocked his head. “Or do you prefer to talk in here?” he said, not as a suggestion but as a dare. My eyes widened a bit before muttering lowly, rubbing my sweaty palms on my jacket. “There’s no need to cause a scene...” He stepped aside, waiting fir me to brush past him before following me down the hallway. I hadn’t bothered to look back at Katya or Alina, not wanting to die of further embarrassment. My heart raced, feeling his looming presence that followed from behind as we made our way down to the front driveway where the SUV’s were running and ready to leave. Oma stood arms crossed, with an ‘I told you so’ look on her face that made me want to cringe inwardly. One guard opened the
Josephine The car rolled into a slow stop in front of a towering black gate with intricate gold designs and patterns. I craned my neck to take a good look at the freaking mansion beyond the gate. “Its a good thing that we’re at her family’s house.” Oma murmured, securing a gun inside her coat. I swipe a nervous tongue across my bottom lip, glancing at her. “Why?” She looks up with a smirk. “Because if she attempts something, it’ll implicate the whole Morozova family." Anxiety tingled at the tips of my fingers. “B-but that doesn’t really stop her from trying anything....” “Yeah but at least she’ll be smart about her actions.” She murmured. That doesn’t put my anxiety at rest. ‘You wanted this’, I reminded myself grimly. ‘You’re the one who agreed to meet her.’ The gates groaned, opening slowly as the car rolled forward, I couldn’t help but squeeze my fist tighter, bracing myself for an attack that never took place, it seems like Ptsd from the past attack was star
Josephine E-mails after E-mails flashed on the screen of my new phone, a few spam ones here and there but countless from the hospital. I scrolled through them slowly, my chest tightening with each subject line. “Urgent: Employment Status Review” “Final Warning: Unauthorised Absences” “Termination of Employment – Josephine Beaumont” The words blurred for a moment, my thumb hovered over the screen before I forced myself to open the last one. |Dear Miss Beaumont, |We regret to inform you that, due to repeated absences and failure to communicate with your department, your employment at Saint Peterson’s Hospital has been terminated effective immediately. |Please arrange to collect any personal belongings within 14 days, or they will be disposed of. |We thank you for your service and wish you the best in your future endeavors. Evelyn whistles beside me, reading a similar E-mail on the new phones that Oma got us this morning. “Well, looks like I’m officially unem