Today is Sunday, Dimitri didn’t come home last night, after he changed his shirt for a clean one, he left the house and didn’t come back. I assume he spent the night with his cousin Kirill just across the garden; he did the same thing last Saturday night, they both went out for drinks and then Dimitri stayed at his cousin’s house instead of coming here. I’m glad he spent the night out, the farther away he stays from me, the least he is going to get a chance to make me pay for throwing the food at him. “Are you ready?” Margaret asks standing under the doorframe.  “Yes,” I reply reluctantly. Dimitri’s family invited me for brunch at Anastasia and Nikolay’s house. I don’t feel like going, but I also don&

(Dimitri ’s P.O.V.)We step out of the house slowly. There’s not much we can do, we saw the houses being engulfed by the flames from my cousin’s window, luckily everyone was at my father’s house having brunch so no one is harmed. The firemen are already here and are doing their jobs, we can’t do much aside from watching them work. I just hope they are not going to start asking too many questions afterward, they wouldn’t have a motive though, as far as they are concerned we are just a regular family that shares a piece of land and lives together. Hopefully, they won’t get too curious and if they do, we can always try to bribe them.  I fold my arms across my chest and I look at the firemen trying to extinguish the flames with their hoses. Kirill and I walk toward the rest of the family, we all stay a few steps behind from the commotion so we don&rsq

(Dimitri’s POV)I walk around from one side to the other feeling restless, then I take a seat on the uncomfortable chair in the waiting room at the Central Hospital and I rest my arms on my legs. I slowly open and close my fist, my skin is itching from the burn I got when I went inside the house. “Do you want a cup of coffee, Dimitri? You look like you need one,” Kirill comments as he hands me a cardboard cup from the vending machine. “Thank you,” I reply curtly. “Have you seen my mother?” “I think she is keeping Margaret company, she inhale a lot of smoke and the doctors wanted to run some tests,” Kirill explains to me. “What about Victoria? Have you heard anything?”&ldquo

It takes me a while to compose myself. Anastasia’s words hurt too bad. I cry my pain out and then I splash cold water on my face, I wish I could stay hiding in here until it was time to go home, but I refuse to let Anastasia know that her ill-intended comments had such a strong effect on me. I take a deep breath before I open the bathroom door. I start to walk back to the store Irina and Anastasia are at, but unexpectedly someone clasps my hand and drags me behind a vending machine where no one can see us. “Why you didn’t want me to approach you, Vicky? Who are those women that were with you?”I know who it is before I look at his face, his voice, his scent…  Lucas looks at me nervously as he places me between his body and the mall’s wall. Lucas puts his hands on the wall to my sides, he leans toward me, his eyes holding mine, I am warmed by the fire in his eyes. I can’t beli

 I walk towards the staircase to hear what is going on downstairs. I hear a thump and then two people grappling. I run downstairs and I stay still at the foot of the staircase. Dimitri is fighting against a man wearing a ski mask. His gun lies a few steps from where they are in the living room. Why didn’t Dimitri just shoot him instead of getting into a physical confrontation? The intruder is a gigantic man, he is several inches taller than Dimitri and my husband is a pretty tall man. The intruder grabs Dimitri by the shoulders and slams him against the wall hard. My husband kicks him in the stomach with his knee, but that is not enough to take such a large man down. I notice that under my feet lies a metallic stick. The intruder must have hit my husband with it because Dimitri’s forehead is bleeding. Both men keep on fighting brutally, Dimitri is really skillful and strong, but the intruder is too large and too powerful. I look towards the dining room and I see Bol