46: "Torture"

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{Nikolai}

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{Nikolai}

"Man he's throwing a fit, that fucking cunt even spit on my shoes, does he know it's costs him his kidney?" Leonidas said , adjusting in his seat.

"Leon. You won't touch him. He's mine to torture" I warned him.

I warned everyone, Nelson was mine to play with. My new toy. I'll torture him till death. He'll fucking curse breathing.

"I don't mind really, I just need his kidney on my table when you're done with him" he shrugged sipping his coffee.

"May I come in?" An angelic voice came from the other side of the door.

My precious baby slowly opened the door peeking through it.

"Come here malyshka" I smile at her. I glare at Leon, that makes him gather his things and leave quickly.

"Bye beautiful girl" he ruffled her hair, making her giggle.

She then smiles and walks toward me with her evil cat in her hands. This evil fat-ass.

She leaves her waddling on the floor and jumps into my arms. There we go, she's home.

Her strawberry scent hits my nose. I wrap her body against mine and hold her close, pecking her forehead.

"What is it moya dusha?" She shook her head, Resting it on my shoulder. I know these past few days have been tough for her aswell.

This place is completely new to her, I try my best to indulge her into new things and distract her. She takes her classes online and I've arranged a tutor for her. My baby is doing exceptionally well in psychology.
She's my star.

"I d-don't know. I know I'm being clingy but I-I just need you to be around me. I feel safe, I'm sorry if I disturbed you" she played with my shirt buttons.

That's another thing I love about her, no matter how much is going on inside her head , she tells me. Not because she has to but because she wants to. She trusts me.

"It's okay, malyshka. I don't mind heck I love it when you're so touchy. I love it when you sneak into my office and tell me how much you missed me. Tell me how your day was. I love you moya dusha. I won't ever get tired of this."

"See, I put a bow in my hair" she flauts her hair. I make her stand, holding her waist as I say

"My precious baby, gimme a twirl malyshka "

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