Heartless Love

❁ Chapter 11 ~ You Look A Little Bothered

❤︎︎ ZOHA'S POV ❤︎︎

To summarise the event from last night it was dead, there was nothing interesting about it. I had eyes on me from every angle but not in a good way, those same eyes were of girls who wanted to murder me for marrying Dimitri and their parents who didn't care about the their kids marrying him part but more about the making money off him part.

Me and Dimitri didn't speak the whole night, not once. The entirety of the event he intensely stared at me up and down, gulping down alcohol and talking to the intimidating group of people next him. He was a mess at its finest.

I got off my bed and got ready for the day. I put on the best pair of clothes I had and by that i mean I wore a hoodie and sweatpants.

"Zoha what's the answer to this question.... I don't know how to do quadratic formula and I have a test in my first lesson" Dimitri decided to send Fawad to public school in Russia rather than make him do online school and Fawad was panicking, trust me when I say that. He had a test to see which set he was going to be in and from the looks of it he was shitting himself.

"Fawad why are you acting like I know quadratic formula, I don't know anything about maths, sorry" I replied.

My eyes shot up when I saw Dimitri leaning in and looking at the question. I looked closely as he thoroughly explained how to do each and every step. And here I was thinking he was dumb, only to find out he is way smarter than me.

Fawad soon left for school and was dropped off by the driver. Once again I was left alone with the monster. I've lost count of how many times I've been lest alone with him.

"Detka" I looked up from my bowl of cereal that was now soggy. I raised an eyebrow at him "come here" why do I always listen to him? I questioned myself whilst walking up to him.

I cluelessly stood next to him waiting for yet again another order which i was ultimately going to follow. He patted his lap indicating for me to sit down on it. "I'm not sitting....there" I said, an uncomfortable feeling elapsed over me.

An amused expression grew on his face "why not?"

"Because I don't want to...."

"I am your husband you know, there's no need for you to be shy"

"Not by choice" I muttered.

"What was that?" He raised a perfect eyebrow.

"nothing" I rolled my eyes.

"Good. Now Sit" he instructed.

I opened my mouth to object him but he beat me to it "don't make me ask again Hashim" his voice was cold, he wasn't playing around. I hesitantly neared him and sat down on his lap. My back was now facing his chest "turn around detka" his husky voice let out. My heart felt like it was going to explode at the pace that it was beating. I turned my shaky body around so that I could now see his face. My legs were dangling on either side of his torso.

"You know Hashim I'm hungry. Be a good wife and feed me" I nodded my head as a no almost instantly "you can feed yourself" I retaliated.

"What's the fun in that lyubimaya" he said tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I'm not feeding you, you can't make me" i knew that whatever i was saying wasn't true because he definitely could make me.

"Do you want to get on your knees and let me feed you instead? Is that what you want detka" a smirk was on his face. I scrunched my nose at his dirty comment, I tried to back away from him but he had a secure grip on my waist, not letting me escape. And by secure I meant his hands were digging into my back probably leaving bruises.