5: Just one day

KATHY

I opened my eyes groggily, for a moment I had no idea where I was.

I was in a bed that was not mine and that was the first problem.

The second problem was that the sheets were too expensive. The sheets would cost higher than my rent... If I paid rent.

The third problem was that I sat down too fast only to realise I was completely naked.

I sat there for 30 seconds straight staring at the wall, trying to remember and oh shit.

No. No no no no.

I remembered the bar. Viktor, the restroom, the drink.

I gasped.

I found my dress folded on a chair nearby. I practically sprinted to the chair and put on my dress with lightening speed.

A door clicked and Viktor came into the room, dressed in a black suit and a gold wrist watch. His shoulders were so fucking broad and he was looking taller than what I'd thought I saw.

His files say he was 6'4 but he looked taller, maybe that was because I was only 5'7.

His hair was slicked back and he had a fucking mustache and a goatee. Yet he looked so fucking handsome.

He took a glance at me as I was out of words at that moment.

"Good morning to you too" he said, hands in his pocket, looking like a goddamn magazine model.

I could finally see the Russian features in his face. His gray eyes always got me but I snapped out of my lust.

"What happened last night?" I asked

"You don't remember?" He asked cocking one thick eye brow.

"I remember feeling sick, after that..." I stopped to think, "what did you do?"

His expression shifted just a little bit. Although he didn't seem angry.

"I brought you somewhere safe" he said in his thick voice, "you were drugged, someone put something in your drink and then..."

"And then what Viktor"

"You gave consent" he said simply. "Repeatedly for that matter... You practically begged for it"

The floor suddenly felt unsteady.

"That's impossible... I would never want something like that with you" I said with confidence.

"You don't believe me?"

He reached for his tie and started tugging on it. He removed it, his suit shirt and unbuttoned his white long sleeve.

His chest and torso was... that wasn't the point.

The point was the marks of his body. Scattered across his shoulders and chest, his back too.

I stared at them, dumbfounded. I have never done that with anyone.

"Still think I had my way with you?" He asked.

Instead of answering I turned and ran out of the room in shame.

After about 20 minutes I managed to find my way out of the penthouse.

I was supposed to meet with Gabriella at the cafe. When I got there she was already on her second cup of coffee.

She took one look at my face and waved at the waitress for more coffee which I totally needed. I still felt woozy from the drinks I had last night.

"Talk" she said as soon as I took the first sip of my coffee.

So I talked but I just repeated what she already knew. Daniel, his cheating ass.

"I really cannot believe he did that on your birthday. With your fucking step sister. He really had the nerve and how dare he..."

"Gabriella..."

"No, I'm not done" she pointed at me with her coffee cup. "2 years... you gave that man 2 years of your life and for what? Just to be betrayed like this"

I guessed she couldn't say what was really on her mind last time because Nana was there, so I let her ramble on.

"I better not catch that conniving witch sister of yours..."

"Gabby" I drawled.

She finally sat back, took a breath and reached across the table, she squeezed my hands gently.

"You're better off without him"

“I never liked him anyway”

I laughed hard and that was when I noticed I was sore down there.

What had viktor done to me?

Gabriella’s eyes suddenly widened.

“You didn’t sleep at home last night, did you?”

“Huh?”

“There a huge hickey on your neck babe”

I almost chocked on my coffee hearing that. I was so desperate to be out of range with Viktor that I didn’t even look at myself before leaving.

She tried to get how I got the hickey out of me but I didn’t mention Viktor.

How was I supposed to tell her that I was on a mission undercover, got drugged and fucked the man I was supposed to be thinking of how to bring into custody.

So I said nothing and she let me be. That was the thing about Gabriella… seven years of friendship since first week of college and she still had the ability to make me feel better and not force things out of me until i was ready to talk about them.

When we were done, I waved Gabby goodbye as she got into her car while I waited for a cab.

I suddenly felt a hand wrapped around my wrist and I turned immediately.

It was Daniel.

He looked rough, tired, like he hadn’t slept properly since the last time I saw him.

“Let go” I said angrily but he didn’t.

“You don’t get to talk to me after what you did” I scowled.

“What I did?” He scoffed. “Just one day Katherine… one day and you’re already in the arms of another man”

What? How did he find out about last night?

I wanted to deny it but he pulled out his phone and and showed me a picture of Viktor carrying me in his arms, bridal style.

“Nothing to say?”

“Let go of my hand Daniel”

“Who is he?”

“Let go or I swear…”

“Answer me” he yelled and some passerbys stopped to glance at us.

“I suggest you let her go” a voice said from behind me, calm and terrifying.

A voice I recognized all too well.

Daniel froze.

I turned my head and sure enough, Viktor was standing right there.

Daniel finally let go. He looked between me and Viktor once and he stepped back. I could see the fear in his eyes as he finally walked away.

I turned to Viktor.

“Get in the car” he said.

“No” I said trying to walk away.

“Katherine”

Wait, how did he know my name?

“You have until the count of 3 to get into this car” Viktor said.

“I don’t know what you think is happening right now but I’m not getting in your…”

“3… 2…” he counts, interrupting me.

“Fuck this” I said as I walked past him.

“1…” I heard him growl behind me and the next thing I felt was his hand around my waist.

He lifted me from the ground like I weighed nothing and walked to the side of his car. His driver opened the door and he somehow managed to put both of us in the car at once.

He didn’t let go of my waist… I was sitting on his thick thighs that was until I felt his raging buldge.

One I was stuck and i wasn’t going anywhere.

Two he was breathing so close to my ear, heat was rising up my neck.

Three he smelled so annoyingly good for a criminal.

“You’re insane” I said.

“Mm”

“You can’t just pick people up…”

“I just did”

“That’s not…” I wanted to argue but stopped myself. “Where are you taking me?”

“Home”