Hours later the plane has landed somewhere in Russia, but Nikolai still will not speak to me, no matter what I do he only looks ahead as if I'm not present at all. I don't understand why us talking about that guy got him so upset, but I want to know, I need to know not only about that, but about him.Nikolai Volkov is a total mystery, one that I'm determined to solve. He's so distant and cold that it makes figuring him out all the more intriguing.
There's a car waiting for us outside and I wonder where we're going, so I ask.
"Where are we going?" I question with a still cautious tone. I don't know if he's still angry or not so I'll keep the talking to a minimum.
"Home." He simply replies and I don't bother to push any further. What he doesn't realize though is that this is his home. My home is a nine hour flight away, but I guess it doesn't matter.
The driver gets out of the car and opens the door for us before getting back into the drivers seat. We don't leave immediately so I'm just sitting there waiting and the next thing that happens is Nikolai tying a blindfold over my eyes.
"Why are you tying this over my eyes?" I ask genuinely wanting an answer.
"Because you're a captive. Wouldn't want you trying to run away or anything would we Isabella?" He asks rhetorically.
"Straight home please Gio." He says and the car begins to move. So the drivers name is Gio, I'll try my best to remember that, it could be beneficial in the future.
The rest of the car ride is quiet, and all of the noise I hear is coming from the loud yet silent roar of the car engine.
Not long after, the car comes to a stop. I've lost count of the time so, I don't know if its light outside or dark. Because of the blindfold I can't see anything, but I do hear the soft click of a seatbelt.
My door is opened and I can feel the cool air against my skin much to the contrast of the car with heated seats inside. The blindfold is taken off and I look up to see the biggest most beautiful house I've ever seen.
I look around and see that we're at the top of a long driveway. There's a gate surrounding the entire estate.
"This is beautiful." I say in an exasperated sigh. I love everything thing about this. Maybe being kidnapped and herded to another country isn't going to be so bad after all.
"Let's go inside. I have work to attend to." Nikolai says before walking up the steps. The door is opened before he gets to the top.
"Welcome home master Volkov." Two voices overlap. One voice belongs to a man and the other a woman.
"Thank you. Have you finished preparing the quarters I instructed you to?" He asks the two of them.
"Yes, master." They answer. Both of these people must have been here for quite some time they look like they're in the stages of their later years.
"Very well. Isabella this is Francisco, the head butler and the head chef Irina. I'm not sure where the rest of the staff are spending their time but surely the have a suitable explanation." He says sarcastically and suddenly I feel bad for the rest of the staff.
"Its nice to meet you Francisco, Irina." I say politely and simple.
"And you as well," They both reach out and shake my hand, "please don't hesitate to ask for either of our services Miss Cameron, we would be delighted to assist you."
I was about to thank them when Nikolai cut in, "Now that the formalities are over with, Irina escort Isabella to her room and Francisco, tell the chef to start the dinner preparations. I'll be in my study."
And just like that he left and Francisco after that. "Come Miss Cameron." Irina says leading me up the stairs to the left and then right. She then opens the door and I'm awestruck by what I see. Its beautiful, I think the decide to say.
"Master Volkov informed me of your love for literature and so I thought you might like this. If anything is not to your liking be sure to let me know so we can make the changes."
How did he know I liked literature? Why would I want to change anything? This is freaking amazing!
This is every girl's dream room, well at least it was my dream room.
"I'll leave you to get settled in. There is a closet filled with things for you and there is also and in suite bathroom, so please help yourself. Master Volkov would appreciate it if you'd stay in your room and I heavily advise it. Someone will be up shortly to escort you down for dinner." She says.
"Thank you Irina." I say again to make sure she knows I'm grateful. She nods before heading out closing the door behind her.
My new home. I wonder how things will end.
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