Tarnished Trophy

Chapter Two: House

Scarlett's POV:

I stare out the window as we drive. The bright sunshine feels like it's stabbing at my eyes and mocking me 

Look at me, I'm happy and bright. Unlike you. I have freedom. Unlike you.

I sigh, and try to ignore the hulk of a man sitting next to me. He's texting on his phone, those captivating blue eyes never straying from the screen. 

What an exciting post-marriage car drive. Me, looking out the window at the oh so interesting trees, and my new husband glued to his phone. 

"We're almost there, Mr and Mrs Petrov." The driver informs us

"Thank you, Nelson" Alek responds coolly. "I think my dear wife has gotten a bit antsy during the long drive"

I'm pretty sure I'm as red as a tomato right now. I didn't think I was being that obvious, but apparently I was. Or he's just really perceptive. I'm guessing it's both. 

To save a bit of my dignity, I turn my attention back to the window. There are trees whizzing by, mostly evergreens, but I notice huge black iron gates coming up in the distance. They're black iron, with the Petrov family crest in the center. Two security booths are on the sides, and as we approach, the gates open smoothly without a single creak. 

We drive up the long driveway, and Nelson stops at the front entrance. The house itself is an architect marvel. It's effortlessly beautiful. Modern, but not too showy. It shows class and wealth, but not in a way that makes people roll their eyes and think "what a waste of money"

My father's house was like a giant flashing beacon screaming "look at me! look at how much money I have! Bow to me and pay your respects!"

God I'm happy to be out of that hellhole.

I'm so busy staring up at the house I almost miss when Nelson opens my door for me.

"O-Oh! thanks!" I say, flustered, and I almost trip on my way out.

The beauty of the house doesn't stop there. Once we're in the lavish foyer, a cloud of servants descend upon us, swooping in and whisking our luggage away and offering us water with ice. Alek nods for me to take one, and with numb fingers I grab a glass a take a sip. Even the water here tastes rich. Sure, my father was rich too, but he threw his money away on stupid things like house renovations when we didn't even need it, gambling, and stupidly fancy champagne. 

Somehow, I have a feeling that even if Alek did all of those things, he'd still have at least fifty bank accounts overflowing with cash. Bastard. 

I follow Alek blindly through the house, and find myself in his office

"sit" he ordered

I feel a shiver run through me at his voice. What the hell? Am I catching a cold?

I sit on the leather chair on the other side of his desk, and he pins me with an icy look.

"I have a couple rules to go over. Now that you live in my house, you must follow them."

"Okay" I agree

"Good. You are never to go into my private quarters. This includes my bedroom, my office, and the third floor. That's where my Bratva business takes place, so you have no business being there"

I nod

"The maids will show you to your quarters shortly. Your luggage has already been transported there, and on the bedside table you'll find a limitless credit card. That's yours to spend."

I nod again

"I'll be back late often, so don't wait up. Ever."

I sigh and nod for a third time. Then, I turn and walk out of his office. Once outside, I lean against the wall and rest my head against the surface. 

"Scarlett, you cannot, under any circumstances, fall for him" I mutter to myself. 

"Excuse me, Ma'am?"

I take a deep breath, plaster a smile on my face, and turn around.

If the kindly looking maid behind me heard any of my crazy mumblings, she didn't show. 

"I'm supposed to show you to your quarters, Ma'am." she said, smiling gently

"You can call me Scarlett," I said, with a smile of my own. "Lead the way"

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Hey Bitches!!!!!!! I'm sosososososososososo sorry, the beginning of school so is frickin chaotic, and I was scrambling to write like a paragraph a day. Buuut now I'm back, so I'll try to update more, I promise. I know this chapter isn't that long, and I apologise. It's kinda hard to write long chapters in a sitting, so ye.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Should I do a Alek POV next? tell me here plzzzzz ------>

Stay positive bitichesss!!!!!!

-PW