On Your Knees

Chapter 24- A Bargain

Amora's POV

I stare into cold, dark familiar eyes. "Hello, Dimitriy. I heard you were looking for me." I greet him. A smirk turns his lips upward, his grip tightening on my bicep. Dimitriy's eyes drift from mine to stare at someone behind me. "Morozov! What brings you down here?" Dimitriy asks. I feel the heat of Helios' body move behind my back making my body still in anticipation. "You have what's mine in your grasp. I've come to take it back." He states in a monotone voice.

A sinister chuckle leaves Dimitriy's mouth, his guards circle close around us. "Let's take this conversation upstairs, shall we?"

His words seem more like a threat than a questions but nonetheless, with a tug on my arm, I lead us to the upstairs loft. Dimitriy yells at the people lingering upstairs and without a second thought, they flee downstairs. "Please, have a sit." He gestures to the couches in front of him. Helios sits without a word but when I go to sit Dimitriy raises a hand. He pats his lap and I feel my breath catch in my throat.

Fucker.

I raise and walk over to him. Inclining my head, I sit. His arm slides around my waist in a sickening grip, pulling my body flush against his. Turning my head I find Helios staring at us with an unreadable expression. "There you go! Just like old times, right Gattina?" Dimitriy chuckles. I give him a soft smile and wrap my arm around his back.

One of Dimitriy's guards steps forward, placing a drink in front of Helios while another places drinks in Dimitriy's and I's hand. Quickly, I bring the mouth of the glass to my lips and down the burning liquor. Across me, Helios grabs his glass slowly bringing it to his mouth.

"Like 'Old times?'" Helios's voice is harsh. His gazes never leaves mine. "Amora and I met when she was 17. I was a part of a different gang back then when I met her. That was until I moved back to the motherland and well, I started my own gang here. She would still come but then one day, this little gattina slipped from my grasp." Dimitriy explains, petting my hair.

Disgusting fuck. More like I realized you groomed me and I left your ass.

This time Dimitriy turns to look at me, "But here you are, in my grasp, with the Russian don, and with a hefty bounty on your head."

A sly laugh leaves his mouth. I look down, shrinking away from his gaze, pretending to be meek when I am far from that. "I heard you were looking for me!" I quickly interrupt.

All eyes fall on me, waiting to her the rest of my answer. "I knew that if I could get away from him, then I could be with you."

My eyes drift to Helios, hoping they convey the message I want him to understand. "Shh gattina, you're here with me now." Dimitriy coos. I smile again, a painstaking, fake smile that makes him grasp my waist tighter.

"Let's make a deal, Morozov." Dimitriy says finally looking him in the eye. I can feel the anger radiating off of Helios' body. If this mission doesn't kill me then he sure as fuck will.

"You give me the girl, I'll pay you a hefty price for her, then boom!," He claps his hands together, "No more problems for you. You walk away with money and I keep the girl."

What the fuck? No, no, no, no! I'm not supposed to stay with you!

Worry pricks my veins, I quickly turn around to look at Helios. The look on his face is blank, no emotion found on any corner of his face. He lifts his cup and takes a drink.