SEDUCTIVE | t.k.

thirty five

tom

watching his bandmate, the girl he grew to adore despite how annoying, crazy, mysterious, and beautiful she was, get punched by a 6'5 ex-boyfriend while he and his friends were restrained wasn't something he thought he would be doing that night - or ever. yet here he was, doing that exact same thing. it hurt him, his heart twisted, again and again, with every hit she took. she was amazingly strong, he knew that. yet he was the man here to protect her, ilya was gone and the others around her followed her instructions. to not protect her.

viktor had brought them far away from the crowd, a ten-minute walk from where they once were. in the far distance, you see the crowd.

viktor was a man of few words, the group knew he didn't approve of them yet he seemed to do anything in his power to protect them as of now.

"don't talk to anyone, i'll be back" he muttered in his thick accent, which was somehow thicker than viktorias.

"this is definitely mafia shit" gustav muttered

"no shit" they all said, the group should be mad at the platonovs, they got dragged into some russian mafia shit. yet they couldn't, the care and admiration for them clouded the fact.

"viktoria needs you now, run please. i would like to stay alive or atleast die by the hand of ilya and not her" he said muttering the last part, though the boys heard it clear and began laughing

"trust me its no laughing matter, you have not seen her" he muttered quietly as the boys jogged back to the group. viktoria was ordering people around quietly, ilya next to her and he eyed her as if any moment she would crack and wither away. yet when they finally met her eyes, shock came across toms face. blood, tears, and cuts littered her pretty face, his pretty face.

"boys, come on get in the car now" she ordered opening the car doors and basically pushing the boys in. though tom didn't move, he couldn't - because the only question in his mind was 'what the fuck did i get myself into'.

"tom you can act stubbon later, i will answer questions in the car but if you're not in the car in the next five seconds you will become aleksi." she said eyeing him in a way that meant it was not up for discussion - so he obliged.

the atmosphere in the car was thick, viktoria speeding behind ilya though this time even faster. toms eyes met the speedometer which clocked in at 135 mph - ilya had to be going atleast 150.

as tom ask questions he couldn't help but to look at the girl in front of him. she had literally gotten her ass handed to her, even if she won she still took a fight. yet not even a full minute after the fight she was ordering people around, driving her friends back home, being as witty and sarcastic as she always is. thats what tom loved about her, she was always able to bounce back. viktoria wasn't like the rest of the girls he messed with, well if you can even consider them a thing. yet viktoria was something deeper, not just a quick fuck. he wanted to take care of her, treat her the way she deserved, protect her.

soon enough they were pulling into the gravel driveway of the platonov estate, the house was barely lit from the outside except the large bay window. they boys could make out two figures that hid behind the creme curtains.

"mom and dad are in the drawing room, hurry up and get out" ilya said as he was furiously texting on his phone.

"get out boys" viktoria smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes like usual, or her small sharp canine didn't show.

as the entered the house, the atmosphere was cold and tense.

"i leave you out for two days and i get back to hear you've gotten in it with aleksi" a foreign voice rang across the hallway. tom looked up to see maybe the most intimdating man he had ever seen, more than dmitri, viktor, aleksi, ilya, and viktoria combined. he was young, maybe around 25, he wasn't tall suprsingly, maybe bills height. his hair was pitch black and boyish, layered and short. his nose was sharp and he had dark brown eyes, almost black that seemed to stare and find out your darkest secrets. he had tattoos - probably all over from what tom could infer as his neck tattoos peeked through the black mock neck and puffer jacket he wore. he wore black faded straight jeans with black boots. his eyes looked over viktoria and a small smiled broke out on his otherwise stoic expression. his eyes moved to ilya and shook his head then to tom and the group. his face dropped even more, his eyes hardened and he looked at viktoria.

"mstislav, i've missed you so much" viktoria said almost running over and hugging him, the family beside tom did a shake intake of breath. almost as if they were scared of what would happen.

"me too prizrak, now come sit we have much to discuss i assume" he said placing his hand on the small of her back. tom scoffed and ilya shot him a look, "please don't speak unless spoken to and i really mean it" he hushed.

"explain the situation" mstislav asked as everyone sat down on the couches, viktoria next to him as ilya and the boys sat with each other, their parents on another ottoman.

and so they explained everything in full detail, the fight, the fame, the threats. the boys didn't understand who mstislav was, he was important of course - but how important?

"well, if he comes to me i will terminate the request. i can send some of my men to help gaurd and do anything in my power to help. though aleksi is a sneaky snake prizrak and i warned you about him before all of this." he answered

"i know, i should've listened" she spoke with a small smile

"so then its confirmed" he said before standing up, looking over tom once more and whispering in viktorias ear. she smiled and nodded before leading him outside.

"who the fuck is that" georg muttered as he finally left, the tense air seemed to vanish as he did.

"someone to not get into" ilya muttered before going up the stairs.

tom was scared, he knew viktoria wasn't some immortal girl. yet learning about today, he was scared. the girl he loved, the girl he cared for could die in any second.