Chapter 5 - Her tongue

I met eyes with the hot blond guy whose face was covered with a smile as he walked towards us. He stopped beside the cook and gave her a short side hug before facing me.

“This is Marie, my best best friend” He grinned. He has a cute, yet so strong voice. His voice is a lot different from Vladim’s, it's much more loving and caring, yet hard and deadly.

“Hi Marie, I’m Irene, you can call me Rin” I grinned, extending my hand to her. She cupped my hand with both of hers and smiled cheekily.

“I know, my dear. You’re truly beautiful, just as Vlad said”

Vladim said I’m beautiful? Oh that's definitely something worth recording. I need to hear it come out of the horse's mouth itself and I know exactly how to make it happen.

“Thank you” I smiled back, then turned to the blondie “I didn’t catch you name”

“Ilya,” He smiled “You’re gonna be seeing a lot of me” 

“I like your name, It suits you” I say turning to my food “You both wanna sit and eat with me?” I ask.

"No dear, I have things to do, but you enjoy your food" Marie responded, caressing my cheeks before heading back into the kitchen.

"Normally I would never say no to Marie's food, but the party begins soon and as the hosts it's not exactly appropriate for you to be too late. I would get the car and everything ready for you, eat fast and get ready" Ilya smiled.

"Where is Vladim?" 

"He will meet you there, my job is to get you there"

I nodded in response, then turned to my food and began shoving it in my face, letting Ilya go and finish his work.

I wasn't normally one to eat for long, I like to finish my food at one go so I wasn't bothered by having to finish my food fast but I also wasn't really considering rushing to get ready.

It's OK to be late every once in a while, it won't kill anyone if I'm late and anyway, let them be curious. Would be nice to make an entry after everyone has arrived. 

I suddenly felt happy that Vladim wasn't with me when I went shopping for the dress. I can now show him how a real powerful woman dresses. He always looks so down at me, let me show him who's boss now, take over the party.

I finished eating In less than 10 minutes and headed back up to my room and started getting ready. I took off my ponytail and combed my hair, then tied it up again, using gel to flatten it, then I spread the gel at the end of the ponytail, to curl it up a bit. I put on my silk bonnet that I brought with me to keep it in place while I do my makeup.

After the makeup was done, I put on my dress. The dress is loose on the bust, then it follows my figure from waist till the knees and falls loose. The back is tightly closed and fully covers my back, which I love about it. I do have a nice ass so it’s worth showing it off

After all that was done, I took off the bonnet and layed my edges, sliping pieces of my hair out of each side and curling them. It's been a long time since I had a reason to deck myself up this much, I feel proud.

With my purse and phone in hand, I headed downstairs. I asked the buff guy that stands by the stairs where Ilya is. He used his walkie talkie to page him and in about 2 minutes he was outside with the car.

I walked out the open door, taking slow steps so that I don't fall on the marble stairs as I'm wearing heels.

Ilya ran out of the car and lent me a hand to support "You look gorgeous" He sent me one of his smiles.

"Thank you Ilya, I hope your boss feels the same" I responded, reaching down and walking towards the car.

"He has to be on some unique drugs not to" He opened the backdoor for me to get it.

Listening to Ilya tell the story between him and Vladim was heartwarming, you could tell that he had a deep and personal relationship with Vladim, his tone was soft and caring, he was clearly very happy with his position.

If not for the fact that I'm stuck with Vladim, I would definitely shoot my shot at Ilya, he's hot anyway and he seems to appreciate people, unlike his shitty boss.

"Try not to misunderstand him too much, he shows his love through anger. It's normal, he wasn't brought up in a loving surrounding" Ilya says, stopping in front of a huge gate, guarding a mansion. 

This is what I expected when they told me Vladim is filthy rich. Rich people never fail to show off their wealth.

"G5A7" Ilya says to the gateman, who nodded, then signaled for the gate to be opened.

I watched as we drove past a beautiful garden and went round a fountain. I thought we were gonna stop in front of the main door but he kept driving and went round the building, all the way to the back.

"He's gonna be mad, we're late" Ilya laughed.

"Fashionably late" I grinned. 

He looked at me through the mirror and smiled, which I returned.

Ilya stopped the car at a back entry to the mansion, which is a garden. There was a little cottage at the end of the garden and a path that leads to the mansion, many trees and flowers around creating a soft and warm feeling.

I grinned in excitement, about to open the door, but it got pulled open.

I thought it was gonna be another guard until I heard the familiar voice of Vladim's growl into my ears.

"Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Vladim scolded, his rich voice sounding like he's speaking out of a microphone. 

He moved aside and let me get out of the car, facing him.

"I wanted to look pretty for you babe" I sheepishly said, then took a few steps away from him and twirled "How do I look?" 

He stared down at me, then turned his face to Ilya who's standing and watching on the other side of the car.

"If she wasn't yours, I'd steal her from whoever she belongs to" He shrugged.

Vladim ignored his comment and took a few steps towards me, then used his finger to push my hair out of my eyes.  He was about to tuck it behind my ear but I stopped him, I pulled those strands out for a reason.

"Let's go in, the guests are waiting" 

Ilya headed inside before us, I pulled my dress up and followed behind Vladim. They took huge steps to the stairs, their one step Is my two, so I had to walk faster.

We went up the stairs and appeared on the top floor, I could see everyone downstairs from up here, suddenly I felt nervous with all the eyes staring up at us.

"Remember what you said about living in a mansion?" Vladim spoke , and I nodded.

"Well come to my mansion" He whispers to my ear, slowly wrapping his hand around my waist. Before I knew it, his hands were softly guiding me towards the stairs.

We took slow steps down, all eyes on us, the song volume lowered and I suddenly realized.

I just might not be able to do this, I'm not as confident as I used to be, I can't even walk down a stair full of people without feeling nervous. This used to be a piece of cake for me.

6 months of this is starting to look difficult in my head, i just might end up commiting suicide. I have been in contact with Vladim for almost a week now and I'm still unable to control him.

The old confident me can make anyone dance to my tunes anyhow I want but look at me now, pathetic. I just have to find her, the confident Irene, only she can handle him. That can’t be too hard can it?

I raised my chin and straightened my shoulders and took each step with more confidence, Dad didn’t raise me to be a weak ass bitch. We took our last steps together and people started walking towards us.

“Follow my lead” Vladim’s voice rang in my ear. Everytime his voice enters my ear it sends shivers down my spine, makes me want to close my eyes and just let it sink in.

He has such a godly voice. In every situation I would definitely fall for this voice but in this very situation where I’m forced to be with him, I hate it.

We walked towards a group of men, some of them with their partner and others without. They all seem a lot older than us, in fact everyone here is older. Dad wasn’t joking when he said Vladim took over the market.

I put on my best smile as soon as we reached them. Vladim put his hand forward and shook the men’s hands with a strong nod, while he placed a kiss on the women’s hands.

“Nice to meet you,” A woman with blonde hair put in a bun says. Her blue eyes felt like they were staring into my soul but her smile was very beautiful “I’m Madeline” She added.

“Likewise, Irene” I put my hand forward, shaking hers.

“You found yourself a great husband right here Irene” She laughed, so did everyones else.

“Thank you Madeline” Vladim interrupted, placing his hand back on my waist “Although I like to think of myself rather lucky to have found her” He added.

I smiled and looked up at him, placing a beautiful smile on my face, then turned to her “Thank you” I said.

“You might wanna keep your card password to yourself my boy” The older woman laughed, once again making everyone laugh. 

I stared at her blankly to let her know that what she said wasn’t funny. I felt that Vladim was about to speak up and decided to cut him off “Well you see Mrs…” I frowned.

“Beatrice, dear” She completed.

“Beatrice,” I repeated “I don’t think my Husband has to worry about his card around me like yours has to around you as I have my own money. I always try to remind people to focus on their own marriage, it makes life a lot easier” I smiled.

“She has a sharp tongue,” Madeline commented.

“Yeah, her tongue is actually what I love best about her,” Vladim commented. 

I tried my best not to let my jaw drop.

Did he just say that!?

“They didn’t have to know that V” I shyly smiled, lightly slapping his arm.

“Why not?” He smirked down at me. “I don’t lie,” He added, then turned to him “Well, we have others to attend to, see you around gentleman” He patted the old man in front of him on the shoulder and sent a professional nod at the others before leading me to another group.

“Well that started out well” I whisper to him, keeping my smile sewed to my face “Bo they know who I am?” I asked.

“As long as it ends well, that doesn’t matter. Good job” He responded “That is Mr. Anderson and his wife Kristen Anderson, they’re important guests, try and be nice” He whispered, walking us to a couple standing by the bar.

“I am nice, '' I violently whispered back.

“Mr. Anderson '' Vladim called out, gaining the couples attention “Kristen '' He smiled, lowering himself to place a kiss on the woman's face before firmly shaking the man's hand. I shot him a hand too, and hugged the woman.

Her short bob hair complimented her broad shoulders, her almond eyes were soft and warm, and her smile, very inviting. She caressed my face and studied it for a few seconds before turning to Vladim.

“Beautiful,” She grinned “What’s your name dear?” She asked.

“Irene,” I responded, “Irene Caddel” 

“Oh, Brad Caddel’s daughter?” The man exclaimed and I nodded.

“Wow! You didn’t tell us you were joining hands with the Caddels, son” He spoke to Vladim.

“Yes, I only found out she was a Caddel after falling in love with her. She likes to keep her name a secret as she prefers to be known for her own person rather than her father's daughter” He responded.

He probably said that as a lie but little does he know how true it is. I never use my last name Caddel because it’s very commonly known. 

Although my dad owns a drug business, it is a secret business, he has another business that is widely known, he owns the second best manufacturing company in the world, his brand is known by everyone so whenever I say my name, people slowly figure out that I’m his daughter, it got annoying at some point.

“An independent girl…” She grinned, then looked over my head at Vladim “I’m happy for you son”

“Thank you Kristen,” 

Hours and hours went by, turns out I only used to enjoy partying with rich people as a kid because I was highly social but this is mad boring. Rich people are bitches in disguise, I’m not saying I’m not, I definitely know I am.

I had to resist the urge to rip people apart at least 5 times today. Word went out that I was a Caddel and everyone was wondering why my father wasn’t here. This was more tiring than pulling all nighters for 3 days straight.

As the time slowly hit 2am, people were living. The party is one of the reasons why I wish I could get drunk, just to get out of here for a while.

“Do you wanna sleep over here for the night or go home?” Vladim asked, placing a drink in front of me.

“Let’s go home” I groaned “I just wanna sleep”