After Their Story Began

Chapter 55

Vladimir's POV

*BANG*

The gunshot echos throughout the vacant warehouse.

"Was that the last of the witnesses?" My father asks

"Yes, can I go now?" I ask impatiently

"Natasha is going to be home when we finish. What's the fucking hurry?" Roman asked and immediately got slapped for cursing

"I want to pick her up from practice today and maybe grab dinner if she's up for it." I shrugged

"Take her out another day. It's been a week of you running off. There's work to be done."

"I wanna do more than just go to bed with her."

"That's what you've been doing? Vladimir I don't want any grand bastards." My father warned

"Don't worry. Your chances of getting illegitimate grandchildren from me are less than zero. She wants to wait until marriage." I crossed my arms

Him and Viktor started laughing at my misery

"If you ever need release you could go back to fucking your bed and pillows." Viktor teased

"Don't forget the wall." Dad added

"I don't do that anymore so let it die. I've grown a lot since then."

"Why wouldn't we bring up the countless times you traumatized us?" Viktor asked

"You knew what the risks were when you had boys."

"I was prepared to walk in on one of you boys fucking a maid. Hell, I was even prepared to find you masturbating, but never did I imagine I walk in on you humping your bed and tongue kissing  your pillow."

"Does that mean you'd be having a threesome if you two fucked on your bed?" Roman asked so I punched him

He pushed me back and we started rolling around on the ground wrestling

We were ripped apart by my ridiculously strong dad. He held each of us in one hand while he lectured us about maturity

"Is this sermon gonna continue for much longer? Nat is almost done with dance." I interrupted and he kicked me in the ass

"Take the driver."

"Thanks dad! You're the fucking best."

"Stop cursing you little shit." He tried to hit me but I dodged

I ran out of the building before he could change his mind.

At Bolshoi

The guard recognized who I was immediately and bowed before letting me through. He told me which stage the dancers were practicing on as well.

When I arrived to the correct stage I entered and quietly sat in the very back row. I could see her on stage joking around with a tall brunette. They were both laughing and being extremely playful. Him more than her. He was really touchy which only added to my building anger.

After a few minutes, everyone began to pack up their things. The brunette walked towards the exit with Natasha

"Hey Tash, would you want to grab dinner with me? There's a really great restaurant near my house. We can eat there then go back to mine."

"No thank you Lev. I've already told you I don't like you that way." She rejected him

"I know but we can still hangout as friends."