MasukYuri’s pov:
Truth be told, I wasn’t surprised that Leo wasn’t stopping at any of the red lights, much less caring about which speed he was going at. But then again, he controlled the city.
And as the saying goes, money talks, I told myself absentmindedly, recalling many things about our past union, and how much of a control freak he could be.
I remained silent, invisible, unseen, and forgotten… As per usual, whatever opinion I might have wasn’t even relevant. I was taken along for the ride, as he rushed to his beloved’s aid, as if I had no choice in the matter. And in a way, yes, I didn’t.When we finally reached
Yuri’s pov: I couldn’t understand the nerve of this man – kissing me and tormenting me like a man starved off passion when his own girlfriend was a door away. Admittedly, I couldn’t understand him, and didn’t want to even try. His hand slipped into the waistband of his own boxers, and as he stroked my dripping heat, his eyes darkened some more. I ended up closing my eyes and trying to clamp my legs shut together, because there was no way in hell I was going to let him humiliate and use me as he wanted. “Bad kitten,” he growled low in his throat, before his finger curled inside of me, making me see stars. I couldn’t possibly yell at him, and I knew I was no match for him, which made pushing him away nearly impossible when he put his mind to something… Ergo, I did the only logical thing that came to my mind. I bit on his shoulder hard. “Getting back at me for the hickeys I left on you, kitten?” He let out in a teasing tone of voice. And here, I had expected this crazy man to act
Yuri’s pov: Coming to the following morning, I was pleasantly surprised to notice that I was no longer burning up. My memories were foggy. And I couldn’t recall for the life of me if Leo had given me meds… But I seriously doubted it. He had never been that attentive to me or my needs after all – never mind my health. Before I could dwell on it, however, nature called. Feeling the need to use the bathroom, I rushed there without thinking twice. It was only once I pushed the door open that I realized my mistake – I should have knocked. And Leo should have closed the door, damn it! “Here to join me?” The devil himself let out in a teasing tone of voice, from where he was soaking in the bath tub. “N… No,” I stammered timidly, shaking my head frantically, even though my eyes refused to close. I had enough strength to turn around and even opened back the door, ready to bolt out of there… only the door of the bedroom to open. Stifling a gasp, I didn’t hesitate to close the door of t
Leo’s pov: Yuri was tugging at my short hair, and I liked it. Hell, I liked it more than I probably should. Gone were her inhibitions. Closed were her questioning eyes. All that remained were her needy whimpers and her wandering hands. Against my better judgment, I returned her passion with my own fire. Oh, the lengths I would go to be enveloped by her heat again! The mental sigh was unexpected but not startling. I wanted this woman, like I had never wanted anyone else, and it was high time I admitted it – high time I gave in to my desires too and fulfilled our urges. My lips moved downwards, traveling down her neck, and settling over her chest. I opened the first few buttons of the shirt she was wearing, even as I pried her legs open to settle in between them, and her perky breasts came into sight. I instinctively engulfed her right nipple in my mouth, and she arched her chest into my mouth, as if demanding that I take more of her, demanding that I pleasure her some more. “Ea
Yuri’s pov: To my surprise, despite the desire swirling in the depths of his eyes, Leo didn’t act on it. He made a beeline to the bathroom instead, and before long, I could hear the water cascading down in there. The fact that he would rather take a shower than touch me told me we might be on the good path after all. A quick look outside the window warned me against leaving. It was raining cats and dogs, and I would rather not risk a cold, so close to the competition date at that. I heaved a sigh and turned to the guest room. I hated how I knew my way around a place that was never mine to explore. But as it was, I was still glad I had escaped the downpour. Knowing I had no choice but to sleep here, I soon settled in bed, feeling overly sluggish. Before long, I was slipping into the land of the dreams – only it wasn’t dreams that awaited me, but nightmares instead. I saw Violet’s lifeless body in the casket again. And as I placed the origami next to her hand, I could almost swea
Yuri’s pov: Jackson and I were chatting merrily when his phone went off. Whatever he heard made him frown like there was no tomorrow, and all he said in return was, “I’ll be there shortly.” With a sigh, he soon turned to me with an apologetic smile, “I am so sorry, Yuri. I need to go back.” “I totally understand,” I nodded at him, mirroring his smile. To be fair, a part of me was relieved, and I realized that the whole ordeal with Daniel had scarred me far too deeply. Dr David wasn’t wrong. I needed therapy. Only I hadn’t lied either – I couldn’t afford it at the moment. “Do take my jacket and umbrella though,” he offered the moment he parked the car on the side of the road, even as my hand was on the handle. “Oh, no, you don’t have to,” I shook my head, refusing to be a bother more than I already was. “I insist,” he drawled, his smile broadening. “Oh okay,” I let out softly. “Thank you.” Before long, I put on the jacket he handed me and was out of his car in a heartbeat.
Yuri’s pov:“You could stay, you know, Yuri?” Mom let out softly, even though I had reached the gates already. “It’s okay, mom,” I shook my head negatively. “I wouldn’t want to get caught up in any drama.” “I understand,” she heaved a sigh. Then, grabbing my hands, she added, “Please be safe.” I merely nodded my response. Soon, I was on my way out into the dead of the night. Before long, however, I realized that the weather promised hell to pay, and in my hurry to come earlier, I had forgotten to bring an umbrella. There were no buses in sight, and knowing that it would take me roughly 20 minutes to reach the next station on foot, I briefly wondered if running there was an option. I wouldn’t want to miss the curfew after all. A concerned look at my wrist watch told me I would better hurry. I was looking down at my phone, ready to call an Uber, when it began to rain… Only it didn’t just rain, it poured, rendering my hands slippery, and my phone fell to the ground. With a sil







