She's Come to Fight

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Katerina's P.O.V
10 days,

It's been 10 days since the party. Since I last saw Demitri's and walked hand in hand, a happy couple, into the party.

I know I had plans and my plans to make closure with Roman, hoping I could still be in Nancy and little Francis's life. That all went so swimmingly.

I knew Otis was there, I however didn't know he was playing us in his own game. I didn't speak to him and Roman saved me from having to look at him for another glance. I had only left Demitri for a second, I should never have let him out of my sight.

Now I can understand how he felt, living without him the past couple of days have not been good for me. I can't live without Demitri.

I must have put myself in some deep dark hole when I left him 5 years ago, blinded by hate for what I saw him do.

Otis's plan seems so simple in my head, how he removed Demitri from right under my nose, he was playing me and he always was.

The idea of him being catured by Otis is driving me insane. Not because of what Otis will do to him, because what can Otis do?

He doesn't want anything from him, he's only got Demitri to try get to me for leaving him with all the money.

However what drives me insane is I don't know where he fucking is, neither do I know what to do.

I sit at Demtiri's office chair, back at his mansion in Russia, the cold air is now really settling in and snow is starting to fall. I fiddle around with my wedding rings, thinking back to our time in the beach house and wishing that we where back there.

I look up at the 5 men that have recently consumed my life the past 10 days. They all stand around the office staring at me like a lost soul. Pale and frail waiting for my breath of air coming back to save me.

Roman stands with his arms folded not wanting to look at me but also can't keep his eyes off me. Not in a sexual way between us but maybe even a consensus between us that we are now friends.

Enzo is pale and can't stop staring at me wondering what my plan is. Although I can see he is waiting for me say say something, anything to make this all better.

Viktor stands with his hands in his pockets. Fidgeting with the knife that I can see he has in there. Worried for his boss or worried that I am in charge for the forceable as his wife.

Antonio has his arms wrapped around Enzo's waist, a comforting hug. I can't help but be jealous of and want the same except to have Demitri's arms that consume me.

Lastly, Benny looking at me like a lost puppy, also being comforted next to Rosetta, my sister. Ew they are so in love, it's to much to bare in this room.

Tears full my sorrow eyes and I look down to not let them see me like this. My mind is all a mess and every time I iron one part out another is tied in a knot.

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