Aleksandr's POV
Listening to Irina talk about the start of their relationship made me feel angry and nauseous. I can't imagine finding a fourteen year old attractive let alone sleeping with one. Elias is a sick fuck who was going to suffer a long and painful death.
Yuri and I listened to her explain how he groomed her from age fourteen until she finally ran away at twenty-one. He convinced her that none of us cared about her and made her rebel. He got it in her head that we had arranged her to marry an abusive old man and that the only way she could avoid the marriage was to get caught sleeping around and drinking. Which explains the times dad caught her having sex in his bed, when she was expelled for sleeping with various boys at school, including when she slept with Sergei in my bed. That last one I just learned about.
When she was twenty he told her the plan wasn't working and that she had to runaway to Germany to finally be safe. Not knowing any better she left on her twenty first birthday and they eloped shortly after.
"He told me he'd make me a fashion designer and that I'd never be without but that was all a lie. I was there to be bred by him. I had to be ready to receive him any time and place. It was humiliating. He would have poker games with his business partners and use me in front of them. Once he was done he let them have their fill. Eventually he stopped being able to get it up. That's when he started hitting me. Sometimes he didn't even have a reason to hit me but he would anyways cause he was bored. He continued to make me sleep with his friends because he enjoyed watching. If I cried too much he would let them beat me too."
"Why didn't you leave?" Yuri asked her
"Where would I have gone? At the time I thought he was the only person here loved me."
"How could you call that love?" He cried at her
"He was so great to me before that I convinced myself he'd come back to his senses if I was good."
"How did you manage to come to your senses?"
"One of the men he pimped me out to got me pregnant. When he found out he was so mad. He called me a cheating whore and beat me within an inch of my life. I obviously lost the baby but that wasn't even the reason I stopped loving him. While I was in the hospital he never visited me. I came home after three months to find another woman living in my house. He introduced her to me as my replacement. I sobbed and begged for him to give me another chance but he just laughed and told me to stop being so immature. He said even she isn't that childish. I don't know what it was but something in me just snapped. That night I cooked dinner for him and his mistress. I drugged the wine I poured them and waited for them to go to sleep. At around midnight I went to our bedroom and stabbed him to death while she slept beside him. I placed the knife in her hands, erased the security tapes, and fled."
"Good shit." Yuri complimented her
"His parents realized I had killed him when they realized the surveillance footage was deleted. They let his new girlfriend take the blame for his death."
"That's good."
"It wasn't. They didn't send me to prison because they felt as though I'd be getting off too easy. Thats why I was at today's auction. I was the grand prize which is why they kept me looking healthy and pretty."
"I'm going to have all their heads." I growled
"I don't want you to start a war. I already got my revenge."
"But I haven't! Aleksandr hasn't! Our parents haven't! That bastard stole you away from us for eighteen years. I refuse to let them get away with that."
"You're so big now." She smiled at Yuri
"I have a daughter and a wife that you're only getting to meet now because Adriana happened to be there to save you. I hated you for so long and you were being abused."
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Being a Volkov
Teen FictionThe third installment to my what if, spin off series in which Aleksandr adopts Adriana, Alessio, and Xander. They've been together through thick and thin together. But, for the first time since being adopted, the siblings are going their separate w...