05||~ Enid.

05||~ Enid.

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What if he sold me?

What if I have been kidnapped!

What if-

I quickly make my way through the aisle in search of him, when I find Adrrik, he's seated with his head on his knuckles. My heart takes a while to calm down. 

I didn't get kidnapped. 

He's still here. I intended to leave after this, but seeing him looking peaceful, with his eyes closed and relaxed, my heart beat increases.

I have never seen him asleep before. Whenever we had sex, he always left before I woke up. 

Now that I have seen it, he looks ethereal when he sleeps, especially his sharp jawline and full lips, vibrant skin and thick lashes. 

Clouded with my thoughts, I don't know I am closer to him, about to graze his cheek with my finger when his eyes snaps open, Adrrik grabs my hand and twists it to the side, making me let out a strangled scream as I fall onto his lap.

Face first.

“Ow. Stop, it's me." I exclaim, writhing in pain, but he doesn't let go.

" Why were you standing above me?” 

“I… I…. Was just looking at you.” I respond, cheek burning hot. Adrrik raises a brow, still holding my gaze. 

I have no idea what he sees, but he lets me go. I sigh in relief, about to stand up from his lap, only to shriek when he yanks me into his chest. Adrrik buries his head into the crook of my neck, while I straddle him, feeling ridiculously surprised.

“What are you doing?" I cry out, trying to get off his lap but he holds me down.

“Stay still." 

I stop struggling, hands gripping his huge shoulders, breath raspy. The position feels so familiar… so intimate, especially with him pressed against my core. 

Adrrik stays like that, breathing my scent in. After what seems like hours, he finally speaks. “You smell familiar."  My heart churns, dreading what he would say next. “Babochka.” 

Babochka?

Oh shit!

He recognizes me.

My body freezes in his hold, I want to run, or hide, but his grip on my waist is tight. Oh my God. Has he known all along? Is that why he told me to strip?

“We found a lea- oh." A huge man walks in, he shuts up the moment he notices me. Adrrik doesn't lift his head from my neck, so I lightly touch his head, wanting to lift it so I can escape but he digs his fingers into my skin. Making me wince. 

“Don't move." 

The man doesn't take his eyes away from me, instead his eyes are on me, especially my exposed lap. I haven't gotten the chance to change out of my t-shirt yet.

“Speak." Adrrik tells him.

Feeling utterly uncomfortable, I look out the window instead. " We found him, his name is Timur, he is hidden in one of Mikhail's cargo ships. Met Mikhail right in front of it this morning, the ship is setting sail for America tonight." 

" Mikhail?” Adrrik lifts his head now, grip still tight on my waist. "Burn the cargo.” His voice is deadly calm. “ Bring the boy to me, and dump the rest.”

“understood, boss.” He replies, no hesitation, then he turns to leave. 

"Misha." But Adrrik calls him back.

“Yes boss." 

" Make sure Mikhail knows who did it. It's about time I stop letting him off." 

“Understood." The moment Misha walks out, Adrrik lips brushes against my neck, stumbles grazing in against my skin, his little action sends a jolt to my core, making me press my leg together. 

God!

Adrrik lets go of me. “ A dress has been prepared for you. Go get changed, we will arrive soon.” I quickly scurry to my feet, not meeting his eyes as I rush to my room. 

True to his words, a black dress lays on the bed when I walk in, I quickly take my bath and change to it, then I return to him. He tells me to sit and I do as he says.

Soon, the pilot announces that we are about to land and I clock in the belt and square my shoulders to prepare myself for my new life.

It doesn't matter if Adrrik knows who I am or not, I am already his wife. Once we land, Adrrik stands and walks out without sparing me a glance. 

Cold air rushes at us as we walk out of the plane, Misha in tow, there are about four men to five men waiting for us, all in suits, huge with steel eyes that cuts through me and sow me back up, behind them are three sleek black cars. 

I recognize one of the men as Stefan. 

The lawyer.

Of course, they know each other. He was the one who handed me over, into this hell called marriage.

“Welcome back boss." He steps forward, seemingly the one with the most presence. Addrik nods at him. “I trust you weren't frightened by the fire?" I grimace inside, wondering why Addrik is letting him talk to me.

Adrrik doesn't turn to me as he says. “Since you care about her so much, take her home.” 

Before I can say a word or ask a thing, Adrrik walks into the car in front of us, leaving me there with strangers as Misha gets in after him and the car zooms away. I don't know if I should cry or laugh.

Here I was thinking he would at least take me to our new home since i am meant to be new to Moscow. “Come with me." 

I tear my eyes away from the departing car, Stefan opens the door for me and I get in. 

He didn't even think that he was living me with men that could hurt me. It seems Addrik was serious when he said he wanted me to survive on my own.

It seems I am all alone now. 

As always. 

From now on, loneliness will be my only companion, and I will have to fight for my own life, my own freedom. 

This isn't like two years ago, I must have been caged then, but it was a beautiful cage... Disguised as opportunity... As freedom, but now... It's just a cage.

Addrik has the key.

And I am just a butterfly with clipped wings.

~P-Lia~