Chapter 5

Natalia Morozova

"No no what the fuck is this?" I asked again not wanting to believe my thoughts, Mikhail sat down on the bed looking at me.

"We are married now Alina sokolov" he said as if he just made the most casual announcement ever, no this can't happen I didn't sign this document how can I be married to him.

"I didn't sign this.. I don't even know how I ended up here... I was unconscious till now" my voice kept cracking as I spoke, my heart was beating loud in my ears.

If he knew who I was why did he marry me? And why is he still addressing me as Alina Sokolov... Maybe he still doesn't know my real identity.

Mikhail was quiet, so I tried to stand up and leave, but immediately I stood up I growled in pain before I collapsed back on the bed again wincing in pain.

"As I said I have decided to return the favor Alina, I married you to keep you safe after what happened you are certainly going to be my enemies target" Mikhail explained standing up.

I couldn't even speak I was just looking at him with wide eyes unable to form words "have some rest" with that Mikhail turned and headed for the door.

I watched as he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him, and that was it I moved, I Forced myself to stood up enduring the pain, I knew I had to get out...every nerve in my body screamed at me to get out.

I scanned the room studying every detail, from the position of the door, the huge black wardrobe, the heavy black curtains over the windows, My gaze landed on a second set of glass doors partially hidden by the large black curtains, I crossed the room quickly more pain exploding in my side.

I shifted the curtain revealing the huge balcony, I looked around the balcony it overlooked the estate grounds, gardens, and the high iron gates in the distance. I looked down laughing bitterly, trying to jump down from this place it's straight suicide.

I shut the doors, forcing myself to think, my eyes flicked to the bed landing on the silk sheets, i rushed towards them and removed it from the mattress, tearing them was harder than I expected, I guess luxury fabric wasn’t made to cooperate but I worked fast, knotting the strips together into a rope.

Before I walked back to the balcony, i looked around the room again, and that’s when I saw it on the desk near the armchair where Mikhail had been sitting, a single key fob shinning a bit in the dark, I wanted to ignore it but I remembered It could come in handy, he said the estate is located in the outskirts of the city really right?

I limped to where the table was and I snatched it up, shoving it into the pocket of the nightgown, I was already tired my legs hurt, so does the gun wound, but this wasn't the first time I got shot so I am used to the pain.

I limped back to the balcony opening the glass windows again, I tossed the makeshift rope over the balcony , and I wrapped the fabric around my palms I looked around again making sure no guards were near and that's when I began my descent, my side throbbed with each movement, the stitches pulling, but I gritted my teeth and kept going.

When my feet hit the ground, I bit back a growl of pain i took in a deep breath before I moved across the gardens, staying as low as I could, istening for voices or footsteps.

I reached the car park where Alot of luxurious cars where packed, I removed the car key I took from my pocket, the fob in my hand beeped when I pressed it, and the sleek headlights flared to life near the side garage.

A black Maserati.

I limped to the car opening the drivers seat, I slid in my fingers trembling as I started the engine, gravel sprayed behind me as I speed down the long drive, the electronic gates sliding open just fast enough to let me through.

By the time I reached the city, my breaths were shallow and my body screamed from the pain of the gunshots, I looked down at the nightgown which already had red stains, I am bleeding. But I didn’t stop until I was parked in front of the building that housed our operations unit. It looks just like a small house, but when you enter it would lead you straight to the underground office units.

I entered the building and put in my passcode, immediately I entered the office I walked straight to my supervisors desk, My supervisor, Captain Orlov, looked up from his desk the moment I entered.

“You are hurt” he said standing up.

“I am fine sir” I lied dropping into the chair opposite him “I was undercover at the restaurant and unfortunately Volkov was ambushed, I had no choice but to help him. But I ended up getting shot... only to wake up in his house on his bedroom, sir and He… he made it look like we are married... he even had a marriage certificate”

Orlov’s brows rose slightly, but he didn’t looked surprised “And you escaped?” he questioned.

“Yes” I said looking at him surprised that he is even asking that "And I don't plan to go back, I can't get close to him now he will recognize me”

“No ” His voice was firm “You are going back Morozova”

I blinked “Have you lost your mind?”

“The closer you are to him, the more information you will get ” he said leaning close to me “We have been trying to get someone inside their group for years, and now You have been handed the perfect cover on a silver platter, you have to use it Morozova”

I stared at him “You are asking me to walk right back into the lion’s den?”

“I am ordering you to”

For a long moment, I considered walking out and refusing the task. But my brother’s face flashed in my mind my brother the one who head gone undercover in Volkov’s world and never come back.

I exhaled sharply, as tears welled up in my eyes I have to get revenge for my brothers dead “Fine. I will go back.”

But in my chest, it wasn’t duty that was Burning..It was hate.