Milana I have no idea how I managed to fall asleep last night as I was so worried, but I did. I loved how perfectly Viktor handled the situation after Annika caught the both of us hugging. I just lost it and hugged him as I was overwhelmed with so many emotions. I really appreciated his help. He has been helping me so much. And Annika? The adorable kid hugged me all through till we both fell asleep. She slept in my room and when I woke up, I smiled seeing her by my side. Sleeping soundly. I'm coming to care for Annika so much because she deserves all the love in the world as a little girl. I'm careful enough not to wake her up as I slowly get out of bed. She’s not going to school today. Picking up my phone, I slowly go to the bathroom. I'm going to call Zoya again to see if she has unblocked me. I really need a good explanation of why she did what she did. As I unlock my phone, the first message I see is an alert from my bank. I'm beyond shocked when I see that it's a credit alert
Milana I have to blink repeatedly to make sure that I just heard right from Viktor. Little darling? It worked? Is he….? I can't even make a sound but my body and mind is in a mess. He called me little darling and from the way he called me, fuck. His voice was deep and raw and it felt like his eyes were staring right into me. “I…i..” The words that I wanted to form die in my throat when Viktor stands right in front of me. We are barely apart from each other. His height towers above me and he looks down at me with an unreadable expression on his face. “You keep doing things to me, Milana.” He exhales sharply and from the way he now looks at me, it feels like he's sizing me up with his eyes and may just trample upon me. “And to think you don't even know about the effects you have on me, fuck.” He lets out in a raspy voice. I'm about to say something, my lower lips trembling when he suddenly takes hold of my hand. His wrapping around my wrist. “S…i..” My words are cut short with just
Viktor Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!!! I couldn't control myself, I lost control and fuck!! I run my hands through my hair and then my eyes land on Milana who is breathing heavily with flushed cheeks. Her hair is kind of ruffled, same with what she's wearing and her breathing is heavy. “Papa,” Annika’s knock comes again, her voice a little shaky like she's going to cry. I'm calm because I know how to deal with Annika. Acting out will only make her suspicious. Annika is so smart of her age.“Arrange your hair and your clothes. Stop acting like you just saw a ghost.” I straighten out my clothes before walking towards the door. Milana gasps when I open the door but I ignore her and crouch down in front of Annika. “Good morning, princess.” A small smile appears on the corner of my lips as I hug Annika who hugs me back. I know that she spent the night in Milana's room, after I asked her to hug Milana, she fell asleep and I just left her there. I came into the room in the middle of the night and
Milana I had been looking forward to midnight when Viktor said that I should come meet him. I couldn't even sleep. I've long put Annika to bed and came to mine where I began to wait for the clock to hit 12. I was eager to hear what he had to say. Maybe he would tell me to forget what happened like he did the last time. Viktor was so unpredictable and I wouldn't really be surprised if he did that. But that would hurt so much. I don't even know what is going on with me. Having a silly crush on my boss and lusting after him is such an absurd thing. But I keep reminding myself that it really doesn't matter if I am even married. Maksim is a stupid bastard. He cheats on me, beats me up, and disregards me. He even opened his silly mouth and asked me to fuck Viktor to get information out of him. Viktor Ivanov does look like someone who can easily be seduced. This leaves me surprised at how he got hard for me. I'm unattractive and bland. That's what Maksim makes me believe. The thing is t
Milana Knock. Knock. I felt my palms sweat as I knocked nervously on Viktor’s door. It was already midnight and I had quietly left my room to make sure that no one would see me. Thankfully, Vion and Boris do not live in this house, so it will be kind of impossible for them to see me. Annika is deeply asleep. I'm about to knock again, but his deep voice sounds. “Come in.” I open the door and I take a step in. He's seated on his usual spot at the side of the bed and his laptop is in front of him and he looks just as breathtaking as ever. Gently closing the door behind me, I mutter, “You called for me, Sir.” I feel so nervous and eager at the same time to hear what he has to say. “You really did a good job with the files that you helped me with last time and I do need some files that need to be sorted out again. Can you help me do that?” Huh? He asks me those questions and he never lifts his head from his laptop. Is this the reason he called me here by midnight? To help him sort out
ViktorI felt my dick harden when Milana asked me to fuck her. I was definitely going to do that, but it was not going to be today. I lose my control when it comes to Milana. I initially asked her to come to my office with the intent of touching her. But I was able to keep myself under control. But that control snapped when she asked for my drink. I let go of whatever damned control that I was holding on to. I want Milana and I also get the things that I want. And if I touch her, she will have to stop opening her legs for the bastard that she's married to. I don't share, I hate it and I'm not going to be sharing with a person like Maksim. The asshole is a cheat and I'm certain that he's currently not having sex with Milana. That explains all her sexual frustration. From the way she keeps moving her body and breathing harshly, I know that she's dying to have something in there. Why not divorce him if the silly relationship is not working? I don't ask as it's not my business to interf
Milana I couldn't stop smiling after my conversation with Viktor. It was peaceful, it felt right and for the first time, I was not too conscious about my body. I liked the way he touched my breast and I loved it when he called me Milochka. I slept around two and I can't tell if he did because I left him in his office.“Is Papa coming down for breakfast?” Annika asks and I glance briefly up the stairs. I have no idea if he's coming. Breakfast has been served and I've not seen Viktor this morning. “I have no idea, Annika. But eat up. We have to get going, Vion’s waiting in the car already.” I urge her to eat quickly and she nods, focusing back on her food. “Don't eat too fast or you'll choke.” I pass the glass of milk to Annika who nods yet again. After she finishes eating, I take her to the car and I do not see Viktor. I really wanted to see him before going to the school but I don't think he got out of bed early today. We arrive at the school in about 30 minutes and I offer to wal
Milana I gasp in shock when a hot slap lands on my face and my head whips to the side. What the hell? What the fuck was that for??I have not gotten to get myself back when Maria slaps me again. This time Annika screams and rushes to hold me. “Milana, are you okay? Step away from her now?? Papa will deal with you once he finds out about this.” She threatens Maria’s mother and the lady scoffs. “Not after I deal with you and your father. Get out of my way, little girl. You're not worthy enough to talk to me. Talk to me when you have a mother!” Annika breaks out crying again and I stare at the woman in surprise. Why would she say that to a child?? My face is hurting from the slap and her words just got me so angry that I yell at her. “Can't you see that she is a child? What is wrong with you?? How could you??” “Oh please, shut up. You're just a worthless nanny. You have no right to talk to me. And the teachers in the school cannot stop me either. My husband makes huge donations to th
Viktor “Viktor,” I turn upon hearing my name and I keep a neutral look on my face when Yelena approaches me. There is a soft smile on her face as she walks towards me. She’s wearing a blue dress that stops just above her knee and her straightened brunette hair stops right above her shoulders. There's heavy makeup on her face and I must say, Yelena exudes an aura wherever she goes. She is Vladimir’s daughter. “Hello.” I keep my tone professional and she finally stands in front of me. Her perfume hits my nose immediately and I almost puke. I don't like the smell of it. It's too harsh. I've gotten so used to Milana that I love her natural scent a lot. She hardly uses expensive perfumes and still smells so good. Like roses. “I'm so glad that I've been able to meet you. I came running here once Mikhail told me that the both of you came together. How have you been?? How's Annika? I guess she misses her aunty a lot.” Yelena chuckles. Annika knows Yelena and they've not met for over a year
Viktor Milana was really testing me. She actually decided to suck my dick and it felt so good that I was losing it and wanted Mikhail to leave as soon as possible. I was supposed to go meet him but I canceled all my plans after seeing the marks on Milana’s body. I already locked my door and no one will be barging in.Milana's eyes fill with tears and I smirk as I stare down at her. She looks so good having my cock in her mouth and she's going to finish what she started. Was she trying to tease me when she knew that Mikhail was here and that I could lose control when it came to her? My control snaps once it comes to Milana. I become an untamed beast. She keeps her mouth open and I fuck her mouth hard. My thrusts are violent and urgent as I feel the need to cum. In her mouth. I've not cummed in her pussy before as Milana is so intent on being careful about getting pregnant. I already got her birth control pills and I don't know if she's taking them yet. I'll ask when I'm about to fuck
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