Cadence

36. Captivity

Nicolas

My life was hell without her in it, I couldn't sleep, could barely breathe. My existence meant nothing without her in it.

From the years that passed whilst we were apart, I never stopped looking. Searching for her gorgeous face, for her doe eyes and brunette hair.

I would follow each woman with the same hair colour as her I saw, I would be led into clubs I didn't belong in and cafes that made me stick out like a sore thumb.

Though, luckily River was in Moscow on a family holiday when she saw my malyshka slipping into a back alley.

After that phone call, I got into my private jet and flew to my home country. I haven't been back here since I was seventeen and training.

My father had shipped me off here to 'get closer to my roots' he had said. Though, he was truly forming me into the beast that I am today. One without remorse. One that didn't apologise to brunette American girls.

I carried her to her bed last night, left a clean set of clothes on her pillow and set her down. Once I left, I locked the door.

She's not leaving until she forgives me. I don't care how long it takes, or what I have to do in order to regain her trust and love. It's the only thing I've ever wanted after all.

The guards at the doors, trained by yours truly, are under strict instructions to make sure she doesn't leave the premises. Not that she'd get far. She wouldn't.

At least ten miles of woods surrounds us from each direction, and it is Winter. A Russian winter. One of our worst. She'd turn to a block of ice without a proper coat or shoes, those having been burned last night. And even if she did, I'd catch her before she even reached the front door.

I've grown in size since our time apart and have a lot more muscular definition than I used to. It would be rather hard for her to escape me, even with her experience.

"bol'she chaya?" Silvia my maid asks, holding the China teapot in her old hands.
(More tea?)

"Nyet."

With a small smile and nod of her head, she left the dining room, leaving me with my half full tea cup, and plans for my future with Cadence.

I want to get married, not for the decorations and boring shit, but mainly because if she marries me she's mine on paper. Therefore it's much harder for her to leave me.

Which isn't an option in the slightest anyway, but still. The thought of having her all to myself makes my blood rush to my groin. Sparking the flame that's been hard to extinguish since the day I met her.

The way she kept her head low, as she roamed around the school halls. How she acted as small and insignificant as a mouse. But now, the woman who she's grown into, I feel a sense of pride in my chest when I look at her.

Not that I helped to transform her into the extraordinary spectacle of a woman she is today, but because I watched her change. From a small mouse, to a venomous snake.

She went from prey, to predator.

"Get off!"

Looking into the direction of the doors, across from my twelve seater table, I see the long legged -now blonde haired- woman in question. Being dragged by Alexei into the room.

Hitting him in the chest, she cusses him out before snapping hateful eyes in my direction. Raising a brow, I nod my head once at Alexei to let her go.

She punches him again and turns her body fully towards me, my black shirt stopping at about mid thigh.