SEDUCTIVE | t.k.

thirty three

ilya was now in his yenko camaro, a gift from viktoria. an american muscle surrounded by imports. no matter how strong the others driving were, they knew ilya was no match. he was good - astonishing driver, racer, and more. everything racing consisted of, he pushed the limits and always succeeded.

nikola was next to tom, wiggling his eyebrows anytime he made eye contact with the twin.

"vikkie you should race ilya" he smiled cheering as the cars revved their engines.

"i don't want to bruise his ego" she hummed, no matter how many times they've raced against each other they had a equal amount of wine and loses.

"i bet five hundred he beats you" nicolas father, kolya said sliding between tom and viktoria, making both of them glare at the man. a gun went off, signalling the start of the race and viktoria pushed her attention to the race. not before pushing past kolya and picking up nikola and standing next to tom. ilya pushed his foot to the accelerator as soon as the ringing of the gunshot went off. the problem with muscle is how long and bulky the bodies are. so going against a toyota mr2 was like a race between a cat and rabbit.

the race consisted of re-entering the city limits, which viktoria or a lot of racers didn't like watching unlike those who came to the races to just watch. it was full of people, any slip up from a driver and people could get hurt. especially when drunk onlookers decide to do something stupid. ilya had a four second gap between the mr2. his camaro making the race seem like light work as they started going downhill and towards the windy streets that enter the city.

"let me go talk to victor and get my name put in" she hummed propping nikola off her hip, nikola didn't seem to mind as he started bothering gustav - waiting until the racers were back entering the country limits.

"i'll come" tom said smiling wrapping his arm around her waist. she smiled and kissed his cheek,

"wanna ride when i do it?" she smirked at him nodding. it wasn't unusual to see viktoria seem so dominating, she had always had a powerful aura around her - though you could tell she was nice. though here it seemed like that vanished, she had power and almost abused it in a sense.

"viktor where are you" she said in a sing song voice while walking aimlessly, trying to find the towering man.

"i thought you didn't really race?" tom questioned while trying to help her find the intimidating man.

"i don't, i use to a lot more than i do now. though i was never in it like ilya, racing is almost like his life and soul. for me it was a pass time, it was fun beating men especially when they got mad" she hummed

"they never did anything right?" tom questioned knowing how guys get. in this scene he imagined it to be worst, guys full of themselves yet having such fragile masculinity.

"never more than a few death threats" she said laughing. though to tom that wasn't a laughing matter.

"just a few gangsters tom, don't worry. i'm a strong girl, you forget who my parents are" she said, the boys knew her and ilya went through intense training when they're younger and even now. even when she fought alice he could see she was holding herself back from doing more damage.

" i'm beginning to think you're in the mafia" he whispered in her ear making her chuckle. though she didn't verbally reply, just shaking her head and finally waving over viktor.

"vik can you please sign me and ilya up to get against eachother" she asked

"you sure you want that attention right now" he replied quickly glancing behind him

"yes" she replied before looking behind him and she was suddenly transported back to ivanovo. aleksi stood behind viktor in all his glory. he was more buff now, he staggering height of 6'5 matched viktors. his hair now a black buzz cut, his blue eyes pierced her own. though the small smirk that formed on his lips made viktoria want to die and fight at the same time.

"vik, how i have not seen you in ages" he said walking next to viktor, patting his shoulder. he was wearing a black wife beater, black slacks with a brown leather brunello cucinelli belt, and black air force ones.

"aleksi" she hummed, watching from the corner of her eye how tom tensed up and his hand on her waist tightened.

"no need to be so curt, it was about time we've seen eachother" he said smirking at the boy next to her.

"who is he? new plaything?" he said motioning his head towards tom.

"no, a friend. off limits" she replied her glare on the boy intensifying.

"mymy koytonok no need to get mean, it was simply a question" he replied with faux-innocence.

"do not call me that" she said through gritted teeth

"koytonok? why not koytonok" he said smiling

"she said not to call her that" tom said stepping in, which made viktoria groan internally

"nobody asked you chipmunk" aleksi glared

"it is when you start harassing her again" he bit back

"harassing her?" aleksi laughed, "i harassed her?" he added laughing like it was the most funniest thing in the world.

"she couldn't take a few slaps and that means i harassed her? koytonok do you know how silly that sounds? as if you weren't moaning over my knee" he said laughing

"it was more than that and you know it" she gritted

"more than that? a slap to the face? while fucking and you moaned after it saying 'again alek please'" he mocked

"more like a punch to the face and you kicking me when i said i didn't want to hangout with your other slut" she replied, earning aleksi to step forewords toward her. in return viktor tried to push him back only causing him to shove viktor. tom moved foreward yet viktoria quickly pulled him behind her.

"what? scared he'll get hurt koytonok? you couldn't find someone stronger, maybe even a little more attractive?" he smirked looking down at tom.

"shut up aleksi you're no good yourself. you think just because you're so strong it saves your horrible personality. kolya should've killed you when he had the chance" viktoria said, this was the breaking point for aleksi. humiliation and not getting respect is what killed him, in public? with his ex-girlfriend on turf she knew he practically owned?

so he punched her in her jaw, it happened before she knew. well honestly - she knew he was going to do it. it was worse than the other times, he didn't hold back for his koytonok - because she wasn't his koytonok anymore. her fighting back proved it more than ever. so when tom tried to throw a punch, viktor held him back and moved him away from the scene.

aleksi hit again, this time in her stomach while she was spitting up blood. another blow tom saw before the fight was surrounded by people. viktoria looked up to see a sickly smirk on his face.

"all this talk koytonok, yet you can't even fight back. i always knew you liked getting hurt, but never this much" he beamed, and viktoria punched him in his nose. causing him to stumble back and viktoria took this turn of weakness to kick the foot he was about to land on. causing him to almost trip, yet her next punch was blocked as he punched her nose and jaw. she could sense the blood tickling down her face. so she punched his gut and kicked in between his legs making him go down on the floor. she straddled him and began punching at his face without mercy, tears and blood running down her face.

viktors arms wrapped around her body as he pulled her off - aleksi's face bloodied.

"you know i love it when you cry solnyshko" he smiled with blood stained teeth.

"though don't think this is the last you see me, a little beating never stopped me" he chuckled as he watched more tears stain the girls face.