Lorraine Lebedeva5 DAYS AGO"There is something I have to tell you," I said before closing the door behind us.He glared at me and then back at Katina who was standing behind me. "With your...friend?" he gestured towards Katina. "Yes," I said."Lora I don't have time for your little games if you want to go somewhere the answer is no," he said. "So, please leave my off-.""It's about Mr. Romano," I explained."Raphael Romano."His jaw clenched and his cold stare shifted to pure hatred and disgust but yet curiosity lingered.There's no turning back now.I cleared my throat and approached him with slow steps. I took a seat in front of him and his attention shifted to Katina who was still standing next to the door with her hands glued to her side."Are you going to stand there the whole day?" My father asked as he grew impatient. Katina looked at me and she looked frightened. Like her mother caught her in a big lie that she can't get out of."It's okay Katina." I reassured her. Her body
Lorraine LebedevaI drew my gun in his direction. "Where. Is. She?" I repeated with a lowered tone.He eyed the woman beside him, then scoffed. "Is this some kind of fucking joke Lorraine..." Raphael trailed off. "Is this supposed to scare me?"His brows snapped together and I glared at him.The tension between us grew by the second, we pretended to be nothing more than enemies, and it was boiling under the surface.Raphael glared dangerously, as did the woman beside him before he smiled at me. "Give us the girl Raphael and no one get's hurt." Dante warned.Raphael took a few steps forward, and the guards cocked their guns, ready to fire when I gave them the word."Oh, no I'm afraid it doesn't work like that." he chuckled darkly.His attention shifts to me, amusement flashes in his eyes. "You want her safe and sound, give me what I want." he declared, his voice coming out low and threatening which sends unwanted shivers trailing down my body."Make me." I said. He smirked knowing that
Lorraine Lebedeva"Ma'am!""Ma'am!"I wanted to reverse time and warn myself not to drag Katina into this. What I've done has made me sweaty, it felt like my life was running out of me. My body felt so weak. My vision was hazy, palms sweating, heart pounding, dry mouth and my windpipe felt clogged up, All I could hear were muffled noises, and a constant ring.I felt like I was having a panic attack, I couldn't control my breathing, I couldn't think, my mind was hazy. It felt like my chest might get crushed any minute until I was pulled out of my panic by Dante violently shaking me-pulling me back into reality."Ma'am they are getting away!" He yelled. My breathing was heavy as my mind tried to process everything that happened."W-who?" I asked to whistle the sound of explosives rumbling within the walls."Raphael." He said.The mention of his name caused rage to flow through me like lava.He's going to pay.I will make sure he fucking pays.I grabbed Dante's gun and checked if it was
Lorraine Lebedeva"Ms. Preobrazhensky is suffering from TBI, traumatic brain injury. Her current state from the wound is penetrating when the projectile enters the cranium, but does not exit." The doctor explained, as he went through Katina's medical files.Dante squeezed my shoulder out of comfort. I gave him a small smile, and sighed."So, when do you think she will wake up?" I demand. He adjusts his spectacles and clears his throat. "Well, the projectile itself went through the brain, there is injury from both the direct penetration of the brain and from transmission of a pressure wave with high-velocity projectile traveling through the brain tissue. Both bleeding and damage from this pressure wave results in brain swelling, which can also lead to death."I shook my head. "No, you did not answer my question." I complained, crossing my arms."Ma'am..." Dante trailed off.My shoulder's fell in defeat. All I wish is for her to wake up. It's my fault she's battling for her life right
Lorraine Lebedeva"Lora." A sweet voice called out my name, I moaned and shifted in my bed. The voice gently laughs then shakes me, which awakes me.I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was my mother's bright smile stretched across her beautiful face."Freshen up, we are going out in an hour." She announced.I licked my chapped lips and lifted myself up, resting my head on my bed's leather headboard."What time is it?" I asked, my voice coming out raspy. "It's noon." she said before leaning in and pecking my forehead. "I'll wait for you downstairs."She soothed her beige colored trousers before walking away, shutting my bedroom door leaving me in silence.I sigh and purposely drown myself in my silk bed sheets.I just want my birthday over and done with.⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅"Let me see Lorraine!? " My mother wheedled with excitement.I soothed the sleeveless satin red long dress that touches the floor, it has a deep split between my thighs with a revealing cleavage. I don't have to
Lorraine Lebedeva"Mother!" I screamed.I quickly rushed towards her and placed her head on my thighs.My chest tightened when I saw tears streaming down her face."Mom, mom, no, no don't worry you will be okay..." I sobbed. "You'll be okay." Nodding my head rapidly, I convinced myself that this was a dream. That I should pinch myself awake.She grabbed my hands and kissed it. "Don't worry baby." She whispered, smiling weakly.Blood rushed out of the open wound as the warmth of life was slowly fading away."Mom, no you can't leave me now, not yet..." I gasped for air as the harsh tears flooded my face like a river. "Please." I pleaded, my voice cracking at the end.Mother squeezed my hand tightly as she sobs. "I'm not ready either, my angel. I'm not ready." She sobs and whistles gasping for air."HELP!" I yelled out, hoping a guardian angel will come and save the day. "HELP, PLEASE!!" I yelled out again and moments later I noticed Dante rushing towards us from a distance with a wounde
Lorraine LebedevaGrief has a way of removing you from the world.It comes in little waves, at first they are calming and sometimes they are overwhelming.It's been three days since she died. After that evening, I immediately went home and locked myself in my room.Once in a while the maids would check up on me, even Dante. But what I found funny is that I haven't spoken to my father.We've both been grieving in different ways.He's been cold and distant and I've been depressed or somehow lost.I'm surprised I haven't seen him shed a single tear, they smuggled each other with so much love, so seeing him acting like he was not bothered or that she literally wasn't the love of his life confused me.It was strange even for him.I sat on an arms chair and glazed out the window, a light blanket of snow covered the ground, and armed guards walked around the yard fulfilling their duty. I was all alone, father just left a few hours ago to God knows where.I haven't visited Katina in the hospi
Lorraine LebedevaI paced around in circles in my room. The same question is repeating in my head like an endless loop.If I was my father where would I hide and torture the man I hated the most?I thought of the warehouses but it would be easy for him to escape, it's basically advertising a break in to torture someone as powerful as him.What about one of his safe houses?I scoffed at the idea. That's dumb why would he keep someone hostage at a safe house...It's literally a safe house for a reasonI think deeper all the possible places kept running in my head.Clubs, abandoned buildings, hotels, underground warehouses...Knowing my father–well the decent side of him, he is a very unpredictable man and smart.He will do the most brutal things just for his name to gain infinite power and fear.It was power over anything for him.Then that's when I realized, we have a basement that's always locked.There is a chance father might keep him there.I'll have to confirm that theory before I