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Two weeks have gone by since I got married to Dimitri Ivanov. I am as unhappy as I was the first day, at least Dimitri hasn’t tried to have sex with me since our wedding night, which I guess is something to be thankful for. On the other hand, my husband hasn’t allowed me to talk to my family because he is punishing me for trying to smash the telephone against his head and I really resent him for it. Luckily, he is not around the house much, he spends most days out, I don’t know if my husband does this to avoid me, all I know is that I appreciate it when he is not around, I prefer to be alone in this big house than with him. Although the truth is that even when he is home, we barely speak to each other and when we do we get into big fights where we both yell until one of us storms out. I hate him and he hates me. That’s just the way things are between us and the less we talk, the better.I hear the main door open and then footsteps coming towards the kitchen, my husband is home. I look

As I walk back to the dining room I listen to Nikolay exclaim. “Mother, you forgot your heart medicine! You know you have to take it with every meal!” “Oh, I don’t know where they are, I tried to find them this morning but I couldn’t,” grandma Yelena says annoyed by his son’s remark. I watch the scene standing in the hallway, the Ivanov family hasn’t notice me yet. “I can go look for them, ma’am,” Margaret offers as she helps the maid refill the glasses of orange juice. “Oh, don’t bother, Maggie, you are too sweet,” grandma Yelena says. “It’s no bot

(Dimitri ’s P.O.V.) I run towards the house as fast as I can. As I approach the fire the heat from the flames gets more intense but I don’t let that stop me. I hear my family calling my name from a distance and then a few firemen join them asking me to stop. I ignore them all, what kind of scum would I be if I did nothing while Victoria is in danger? She may be a Solis and a pain in the ass, but that doesn’t mean I am going to let her burn to death. She is my wife after all!I go inside the house, the living room and kitchen are almost completely engulfed by the fire. “Victoria! Victoria!” I shout as hard as I can while I search for her frenetically, but there is no answer.I walk carefully trying to avoid the flames, my leather jacket helps a little to protect my arms, but I

(Victoria P.O.V.) I was released from the hospital two days ago. The experience was very traumatic for me, but luckily I wasn’t hurt physically, just some minor burns in my arms that are already starting to heal. My body is fine but my mind is another story, I’ve been having nightmares since that day. Sometime I wake up in the middle of the night screaming, terrified because I dream I’m surrounded by fire, I feel exhausted and restless. The only good thing that came out of it is that Dimitri allowed me to talk to my family on the phone. I didn’t mention anything about the arson, I lied and told them I was very happy and that I didn’t call them before because I have been busy. I prefer for them to think that I am alright, I know my mom and sister are worried for me, but I rather not confirm their fears. Other th

I bite my nails nervously as I wait for Dimitri to arrive. I still can’t stop thinking about the kiss I shared with Lucas. That brief stolen moment that will forever accompany me to wherever I go… I know it can never happen again and that I am going to get into serious trouble for it, but yet I can’t put the memory away from my mind, If I close my eyes I can still feel his lips on mine. I shake my head, trying to focus on what is really important: facing Dimitri. I dread the moment he’ll come home and I am going to have to explain what happened to him. Every time I take a peek outside, I can see Anastasia looking out from her bedroom window awaiting to see Dimitri’s car come. I’m doing the exact same thing as she. After I while, I hear the sound of Dimitri’s car approaching. He parks in front of our house and gets out of the car. My heart sinks to my stomach. I stride to the front door, I need to get to him before his mother tells him what