❤︎︎ ZOHA'S POV ❤︎︎And instantly after I sat down Henrik turned and looked at Dimitri with a business smile set on him. He started speaking in Russian so again I wasn't able to understand a word they were speaking but I'm sure I could guess what they were on about.
As their talk went on I could here some aggression here and there from them both. It was times like this that I wished I could speak more languages. Then after what felt like forever Henrik leaned back on his chair saying "Fine" with a pleased look on his face. Dimitri on the other hand looked like he normally did: unemotional and cold.
"Sorry for the........long wait" Henrik turned and spoke to me in his thick Russian accent. I was contemplating whether or not I should smile at him and tell him 'it's fine' even though he's one of the reasons for why my life will become shittier than it already is. I decided to not reply or smile.....I mean there's no reason for me to smile at all now.
"Okay then.....Miss Hashim....I would like for you to sign this paper" I raised an eyebrow at him. I looked down at the form and read each and every word intently.
"What if I don't sign the form?" I questioned sitting back on my chair with my arms crossed tightly. "Well Miss- " Henrik was abruptly cut off by the one and only Dimitri Petrov "it's simple if you don't sign the form your parents and your brother will be killed. Sounds great........ doesn't it?" A sinister smirk set on his lips as he asked the rhetorical question.
I rolled my eyes and signed the form.
A deafening silence creeped into the room.
"So......what will I be doing" I asked looking up at Henrik.
"Well we haven't decided for sure what you might be doing but probably what all of the other girls will be doing" replied Henrik. "And what exactly is that....."
"Well it depends you could be working at the club, or even sold at auctions" he said it as if it was a normal thing.
"What? No way! Im not going anywhere in that club and I'm definitely not being sold to some whores with massive egos" I made sure to look at Dimitri when saying the last bit. He chucked for a second "what makes you think you have a choice" oh I completely forgot that I don't have a fucking choice when it comes to anything......i guess I'll have to work out another way to not be forced to do any of the activities Henrik named.
Just then something clicked in my mind. I turned to look at Dimitri one again "can I speak to you privately?" I asked. He got up from his and left the office.....I think that's a yes.....
I closed Henriks office door behind me "what about our divorce papers?" "I sent off the papers to Henrik.....once you sign them we'll officially be divorced. Happy now?" He said rolling his eyes.
"No actually believe it or not I'm not fucking happy!" I could already feel hot unshed tears forming as reality set in. He ignored my comment and was about to walk back into the office.
"Please......please don't leave me here....." I started sobbing and small whispers left my mouth as I begged him not to sell me to this hell hole. I'd rather stay in his house then stay here, a place where I'll be sold to men who'll probably use and abuse me like a toy.
He turned around and stared into my eyes. My golden brown eyes connected with his dark brown, almost black eyes. And for a moment I saw those deathly eyes soften up. He walked up to me, his rough hands made there way to my face. He move a piece of my dark hair behind my ear. His hand connected with my face, lingering on my wet cheek. His minty breath fanned on my face, the close proximity made me uneasy yet I found myself not taking a step back. His intense stare kept me glued to the ground. My whispers died down and he wiped away my tears. I wasn't sure why he was acting so gentle.......I mean after all he was as the one that wanted nothing to do with me.
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Heartless Love
RomanceZoha was a confident girl, she kept her ground when needed. She had a heart full of love.....a heart that would crave love. Dimitri was powerful. He was cold and heartless. He liked getting his way. He was funny sure..... but most of the time he di...