Milana I can't sleep. I have long put Annika to bed and I can't sleep. When I went back to my bathroom, I noticed that the taps started flowing and I seriously don't know how. But right now, I'm so embarrassed. I'm fucking embarrassed. My boss saw me naked and to think that he was just staring at me. I had no idea that it was his room and why would Annika send me to her father's room? I couldn't even find the heart to ask her why she did so, as there was no way that she would know that her father saw me naked. I keep tossing around the bed and I've never felt so ashamed in my life. I seriously don't want another man to tell me how much of an eye sore that I am. Viktor will probably not say it out loud, but I know that's how he feels. Maksim used to tell me that my body was so ugly and unattractive. He looked at my naked body with spite the day he accidentally walked in on me dressing up. I'm so conscious and I seriously don't want another man to think that lowly of me. Especially
Milana For the past three days now, I've been going back and forth, trying my utmost best to avoid Viktor and forget that whatever happened in the bathroom even happened. I've been doing so well as Viktor has been doing the same. He doesn't even reply to my greetings, but I never stop greeting him. He is still my boss. “Come on, Annika. Let's go.” I wrap my hands around Annika’s wrists and we both march out of the sitting room. She just finished having breakfast, and her father is still seated in the dining room. He feeds her basically every morning when he's home. “Are you sure that you had all your books packed and homework done? If not, we can quickly go through them in the car.” I tell her but Annika shakes her head. “I packed everything Milana. And all my homework is done. Papa helped me in doing them.” I smile at Annika and after making sure that the two pigtails I packed up for her are intact, I open the back seat for her to go in. “Good morning, Boris.” We both greet in u
Viktor “Papa, Miss Pavlovsky held Milana’s hand so tight and stopped her from coming into my classroom! Milana had a bruise because of that and her skin became red!!!” Those are the words that Annika blurts out the moment we sit for breakfast the next morning and Milana who just served the table stops moving. “What?” “Miss Pavlovsky hurt Milana!!!” she announces again. Her voice loud and then she picks up her spoon and begins to eat calmly. I glance up at Milana who has a confused look on her face and then back at my daughter. “What are you saying, Anushka? Why would Miss Pavlovsky hurt Milana?” I can’t help but ask. I know the lady is Annika’s class teacher but why would she even do such a thing? And is Milana a child? She’s a grown woman and married. Another grown woman can not just hurt her. “I don’t know why papa, but she was holding Milana so tightly and refused to allow her into my classroom. Look at her wrist, you can see the mark. It’s still there.” My eyes trail to Mila
Milana Throughout the ride, I am nervously picking on my fingers and Viktor never looks at me, not even once as he keeps his eyes focused on the road. He’s not driving home. I already know that due to the route that he is taking and I will not even dare to ask where he is going. So I just sit quietly in the car, glancing out the windows from time to time as I watch the busy street. He finally comes to stop in front of a huge building that looks like a warehouse and there’s a curious look on my face as I stare at the series of cars parked at the front. Expensive cars and I know that whoever might be driving them are fucking rich. I also see tons of men dressed in black, some of them holding guns. I don’t know what this place is, but it’s heavily guarded and there was a huge iron gate that we had to pass through. “Remain here. I will be back.” That’s all Viktor says and he steps down from the car, closing the door with a soft bang. I let out a deep breath the moment he leaves. His p
Milana “Stop being a creep, Mikhail. And get into the car Milana. We’re leaving.” I only nod at Viktor’s words before walking away from their presence as I go back into the car. Viktor does not come back to the car immediately. He still spends another thirty minutes before he finally comes. He drops something on the boot first before he gets into the car. “Why can’t you just listen to a simple instruction??” He smacks his lips hard, his angry gaze landing on me. I cower away, shifting to the other side as I nervously pick my nails. Doing that is a continuous habit of mine. “I told you to remain in the car, why did you come down?? Huh?? Why were you talking to Mikhail??” He demands, his tone lacking any emotions. His hands are on the steering wheel, while he taps his tattooed fingers repeatedly on the steering wheel as he waits for my reply. “Mikhail asked me to come down.” “Is Mikhail your boss???” He suddenly snaps at me and I flinch, slowly closing my eyes as part of my hair co
Milana Annika has been so excited since her father agreed for her to go swimming. Apparently, they have a huge pool at the back of their house. But Viktor rarely allows her to go there, unless he's with her. The time finally comes and Annika is dressed in her swimming trunks. I wear shorts and a big T-shirt. And fuck, I feel so uncomfortable with them. My legs are visible, making me feel weird. I've never liked the idea of showing my body and right now, I don't want to go with Annika but at the same time, I wouldn't want to disappoint her. “Come on Milana, walk fast. Papa will join us soon. We will go in first.” She says excitedly, jumping all the way to the back of the pool. Viktor suddenly became caught up with work and asked us to go first. Us? I can't swim!! I haven't said that out loud yet and I will be so embarrassed to do so, but I can't fucking swim and I hate getting into the water.We stop in front of the huge pool and while Annika is preparing herself to go in, I take in
Milana My whole body trembles and I flinch at every movement that Viktor makes. I'm still so fucking scared and I can't seem to calm down. My whole body is wet and I am still holding on so tight to Viktor. Is it strange that I feel some warmth in his hold? He's so gentle with the way that he holds me and I feel safe. I've never felt safe with a man that was not my father. Never! “Wait in your room, I'll take Milana to hers.” He says to Annika who soon replies in a solemn voice. “Okay, papa.” Her voice is low and I know that the little girl is feeling some guilt. I don't know why she pushed me into the water, but I don't want Annika to blame herself. I will talk to her later and find out why. Annika goes into her room and Viktor takes me to mine. Before dropping me on the bed, he wraps a blanket around me and then he carefully lays me down on the bed. I curl up and I wrap my hands around my body, still in shock. Fuck, I almost died. Viktor does not leave like I expected him to, he
Viktor Annika pushed her?? Why would Annika do that? I know that she likes Milana a lot, so she would not have done that with the intent of harming her. And Milana seems to be going through a trauma. I don't know what it is, but I know it's related to her flinching whenever someone tries to touch her. Maybe she suffered from abuse or something. I don't know and I don't care. I'm supposed to be avoiding her because I hate the effects she has on me. I go straight to Annika’s room and I see her sitting on her bed, her eyes filled with unshed tears. “Daddy, is Milana okay?” She sniffles, quickly climbing down her bed as she rushes to hug me. “I had no idea that this would happen. I wouldn't have pushed her into the water. Is she angry at me?” I sigh and I carry Annika up in my arms. She's already openly admitting to pushing Milana which only means there's a very good reason why she did that. “It's okay, Anushka. Milana is fine and she is not angry at you.” I tell her and she sniffles
Milana It's Mikhail. Viktor’s scary friend. The huge and intimidating one. They are all tall, but Mikhail and Nikolai scare me. Alexei is less intimidating and I've gotten more used and comfortable with Viktor. He no longer scares me like before. I gulp and I try not to breathe so hard. It would be so messed up if Viktor's friend catches me under his table, half-naked. I didn't even get to wear my sweater. And Viktor? I almost burst out laughing when I see his hard dick from under the table. He did not even get to tuck it inside and he's still fully hard.“Boss, I tried to stop him. He—” “Quiet Boris. I already came in. You can go.” Mikhail dismisses Boriz and I know that he leaves when I hear footsteps and the door closes. “Barging into my house and my office is rude Mikhail,” Viktor speaks for the first time, his voice dangerously low and Mikhail scoffs. “And bailing on me is disrespectful. How dare you? I waited for over an hour and you sent Boris to tell me that something cam
Milana I really have no idea how things got to this point, me telling Viktor about Maksim and his abuse. I really did not want to tell him about it. It was not my intention to let him know, but Viktor had seen the marks on my body. They were so stubborn this time and refused to heal quickly. Zoya even pitied me when she was helping me to apply some ointment on them, and I had to beg her not to pick up her phone as she wanted to call the police. “Why are you angry?” I ask Viktor again, and he sucks in a deep breath. He just had forgotten that he was supposed to stop talking to me when he saw the same marks, and he just grabbed me. And I think that's a good thing as Viktor is now talking and maybe I can get the reason for his anger out of his mouth. “I'm angry because of you, Milana. You.” He replies in a stern tone that does not sound so hard, and my eyes widen. Me? What did I do to get him so angry, even to the point that he did not want to look at me or even talk to me? “Me?” I s
Viktor He does. Her husband beats her up. My answer is right in front of me. Maksim abuses Milana because what in the hell are those ugly marks on her body? I was still very angry at Milana for other reasons but I still noticed that there was a red mark at the side of her neck and that was when I decided to check what it was and I noticed red, ugly cane marks and then, the fingerprints on her face. They were barely visible but I was not stupid enough to not know that she was slapped. “Answer my question. Does your husband abuse you? Did he do this?” My voice is lower this time as a crying Milana already looks so scared. My heart cuts when she slowly nods her head and blurts out a soft yes. He does beat her up. He was the one who beat her this badly. What did she do to him that made him hit a woman this much? And the bastard used a came. I suck in a deep breath and I ask in a soft voice, “How long has this been going on? How long has he been abusing you?”“For two years now. Since w
Milana It was finally Monday, and things had just been messy for me. After running away from Maksim, I spent my weekend at Zoya’s house. When Vion was coming to pick me up, I was lucky that I had his number and directed him to come pick me up at a spot instead. That was how we both went to Annika’s school and returned home afterward. Viktor was not home when he got home, and it did not seem like he was going to return early. I had missed him so much, and I wanted to see him and hug him as I felt his warmth. I had already decided to wait for him until he came back that evening. To pass the time, I taught Amnika some ballet steps. After that, I assisted her with her assignment before she told me that she was tired. I made her dinner and sent some to Vion and Boris before taking Annika to bed. And here I am, waiting for Viktor in the sitting room. I'm waiting patiently for him to come back. He returns home just when the clock hits nine, and when I hear footsteps, I stand up to my feet
Milana My hand is shaky as I place it on the doorknob. I have come home and don't know why I feel it's a terrible idea. It is a bad idea. Returning to this house is a horrible idea, and things never end well. It takes everything within me to open the door as I walk into the house. The first person I see is my greatest nightmare—Maksim, who looks like he was just waiting for me. “I brought your money,” I utter, my voice low and shaky, but Maksim scoffs, and I watch as he abruptly stands up to his feet.“You've been growing wings Milana.” Each step he takes closer to me makes my heart race and it feels like I'm going closer to death itself. I should probably drop his money and run away, but I can't do that. Maksim always finds a way to bring me back to this house by threatening me. If only I could get the money that I'm owning me but I've not gathered up to that amount and I can't even find someone to burrow from. Something keeps telling me to tell Viktor about this. He's rich, he ca
Milana A week later and we are back to the weekend. This past week has been so unforgettable. I was given a princess treatment by Viktor throughout my period and I spent every night in his room. We did not fuck, but he took so much care of me by preparing me warm baths and making sure that I was comfortable. We also slept with Viktor cuddling me and once I finished my period by Thursday, he kept me up all through the night. The sex that night was so hot that I was not able to get out of bed the next day. I stayed at home on Friday and Viktor took Annika to school. We did not have sex Friday evening because I was still too sore and I knew that I would not be able to take him.It's Saturday and I'm not going home today. I don't want to go to that house. I don't want to meet Maksim instead or even talk to him, but it seems like I'm destined and cursed to talk to him and my phone rings the moment his thought crosses my mind. Maksim calls and I frown, before picking up the call. I would
Milana After freshening up, I go downstairs and meet Annika and Viktor having breakfast. He has already cooked. “Good morning, Milana.” Annika smiles at me, and I wave at her, muttering a good morning. Since Viktor has already cooked, I think I should go upstairs, as I'm not feeling too well. My stomach is hurting, and I need some rest. I turn to leave when Viktor's voice jolts me, and I immediately turn to face him. “Where are you going?” he asks me, and I slowly clear my throat. “I'm going upstairs. I need to rest. I'm not feeling too well.” I tell him, slowly wrapping my hands around my stomach, which is beginning to ache so much. Fuck, I need to get my pills. “Sit, " he utters, pointing at the chair near him, and my eyes widen in confusion. What is he saying? And what does he mean by “I should sit?” It's his dining table, and I'm just a nanny. I've never sat at this table, and I don't think that it's appropriate for me to sit there. “B…b…but y…yo…you..” “Sit, Milana. Join us
Milana I wake up feeling a sharp pain, but it's not from the soreness of having sex yesterday. It's something else. Fuck, my period!! There is no way I will not recognize the pain from the day I dread the most in every month. It's today and I literally lost track of time. I have not been calculating. I'm about to move when I feel the wetness between my legs and liquid gushes out from my vagina. I squirm and I'm about to run out of the bed as I'm not wearing any underwear but just his shirt, when I realize that I'm not alone. Viktor is on the bed with me. He's lying on the bed and I'm on his bed. This is so fucking messed up. I'm stained. His bed is. “Oh my god,” I mutter and I feel my heart sink. I have a heavy flow on every first day of my period and I'm still lying on the bed without a sanitary pad. What do I do, I pull the duvet up to my chest and I turn to face Viktor. He will wake up soon. Once he senses that I'm awake and moving, he will open his eyes. Viktor is not a heavy s
Milana My head is spinning, and my legs feel wobbly. I just had one of the hottest and dirtiest sex of my life. I can't feel my legs as I lie on top of Viktor, naked from my lower waist down. We are still in the club. I lie on him, our bodies sticky with sweat and cum.He gave me a headjob and fuck, it feels heavenly. It was magical with the way his tongue ran through my folds and slowly drove into my opening as he fucked me. I want to experience that again.I crashed out after seeing him with those ladies and thought to get a man for myself. But I felt sick after that man forcefully touched my butt. We began to argue and I was already feeling lightheaded due to the drink that I had. Also, Zoya disappeared to God knows where. “Are you sleeping?” My voice is soft and I can hear Viktor's calm heartbeats. We just had sex without a condom for the first time and this felt much more intimate than the past sex that we have been having. I feel closer to him. I'm still taking the pills once