𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 | ❦

Fourteen - Aleksander

I led Scarlett to my house just as she had requested. I made a dick move by telling Tobias those things and I wanted to make up for it.

The minute we walked in Ilya and Zofia were standing in the living room. Zofia ran to come hug me while Ilya didn't look too pleased to see Scarlett next to me using my coat to dry herself. She never came to see me, why did she decide to see me when I didn't need her?

Scarlett looked over at Ilya who was already glaring at her with anger.

"Aleksander? A word?." Ilya ordered as she walked into a different room signaling Zofia to come with us. Probably because she didn't want her around Scarlett.

Once we were away from Scarlett, she gave me the same look a disappointed mother would give to her child. "I understand Scarlett is pretty, Aleksander, but did you completely forget what I told you? Who she is? And why we shouldn't have anything to do with her?"

"Who is she, Alex?" Zofia asked, looking up at me. "She doesn't look like Anastasia."

I didn't really want to explain myself to my sisters partially because I myself had no idea what I was doing having her in my house right now. Yes I do want her here but it isn't the smartest move.

"Give her a day and she'll leave." I finaled, looking away from the two of them.

"That's it? That's all you're going to tell us? I wonder if you'll say the same thing if I tell Dad. I'm sure he'd love to find out that his golden son is betraying him by-."

"Ilya, you need to shut the fuck up. You have no right to bring up my father when you don't even speak to him. And our mother. Who did everything for you. She's the reason you're not tied up in this bullshit and yet you blocked both of their numbers. And stop acting like you care about Zofia now when all those years ago you would refuse to look her in the eye and call her your sister." I snapped.

Ilya's face went still and then cold. "It's not my fault I didn't want any part in this fucked up family. And to think that I came all the way here to spend some time with the two of you. Forget it. Zofia let's go and leave Aleksander to his new temporary girlfriend."

Ilya walked out grabbing Zofia's hand as I walked behind the two. "Stop being such a bitch, Ilya. I'm sorry if my actions that have nothing to do with you offend you so much." She muttered something under her breath and with that she closed the door behind her.

"Fine," I muttered, rolling my eyes.

I walked towards Scarlett who had an annoyed look on her face. "She called me a gold digging whore." She informed me, with slight hatred in her throat.

"That's just how my sister is. Bi-polar as fuck." I shrugged. "Let me take you to your room."

As we began walking up she finally spoke up. "You know if it's really too much hassle then I don't mind finding a place to crash for the night."

"Like I'd let you do that." I muttered, walking in front of one of the guest rooms. "I know you might want a bit of space and probably not comfortable with me anymore so you can have your own room."

As I studied her face I noticed a glimpse of disappointment behind her eyes but she washed it away with a small smile. "Thank you, Dylan." Not even realizing she called me by my alias.

"Aleksander." I corrected, opening the door for her.

"Right. Sorry about that. It's still hard getting used to the fact that that wasn't your real name."

I pointed down the hall. "The room at the far end is mine. If you need anything please come and ask me."

And with that she entered the room.

I entered my room and shut the door behind me, finally being able to breathe.

I wasn't even slightly worried about Ilya telling my parents about Scarlett. She hadn't spoken to them in 3 years. Who I was worried about was Zofia blabbing to my mom because of how close the two are. But she's 13. I could bribe her with whatever shit 13 year old girls are into.

Swiftly, I removed my clothes and got into the bathroom to take a long awaited shower.

I was honestly worried about Ilya. Avoiding my parents, dodging my calls, always seeming tired. I never got to know what happened that day she ran away from her wedding, escaping with her boyfriend.

I wonder how they're doing if they're still together.

For the past 3 years Ilya has only contacted 8 times and seen me face to face once every year. I'm surprised I've seen her twice this year. But when I try to ask her about it she tells me to mind my business.

Quickly, I replaced Scarlett in my thoughts wondering how she was taking the whole arranged marriage thing.

Unlike Scarlett, I actually had a say in my decision. I could call off the wedding between me and Anastasia but it upset my father deeply and he might take some of that anger out on my mom. So I'm trying my best to make both of them happy.

As I was in the middle of my thoughts I heard a knock on my bathroom door. It had to be Scarlett. My house help wouldn't dare.

"Yes, Scarlett?" I questioned, turning down the shower pressure to hear her clearly.

"I-I can't sleep alone in that room. Can I stay with you?" She asked, shyly.

Before I could respond she was already naked and entered my shower.

She pressed her body up against mine and looked up into my eyes. "Bathe me, Aleksander." 

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Ouuuu smut scene coming upppp

Hope y'all are ready it's a long one *Smirks*

QUESTION: DO YOU GUYS WANT A SPIN-OFF ABOUT ILYA? I PROMISE YOU SHE'S ACTUALLY QUITE INTERESTING.