Russian CEO

Chapter 3

Some song was playing on the radio , as we drove to my place. I wasn't really paying attention, I was more focused on this stranger making sure he drove the right way to my house. I was too young to get kidnapped and he looked really strong. Duh, look at his muscles. Even his arms flexed when he drives, show off!  

" So how long , have you lived in this area?" He asks turning towards me as he speaks and then back on the road

" All my life. How about you?"

" About 10 years now." He replies , his face stern and his hands gripped tightly on the steering wheel.  I hear a groan and it draws my attention from him to the person in the back ,drunk as a skunk.

" Oh man, where am I?"

"Hell." I reply turning around , and staring at her

" Hahaha very funny." Janet sneers, as she sits up. " Damn , my head is bloody killing me."

" Oh whale,  you know you're a lightweight." I lecture, digging in my purse for my emergency kit. Taking out two Aspirins, I hand it to her.

" Thanks, but you don't have any water? " She asks  I'm bout to kill her!

" There's a case of water under your feet, you can take one." replies the Russian stranger. I need to stop calling him Russian stranger, and figure out his real name.

" Leia, who is this." Janet whispers into my ear, staring defensively at him

" I can hear you , and my name is Roman." He chuckles glancing at me

" Nice to meet you Roman, I'm Janet and this Leia." Janet replies taking her pills

" Leia , like Star Wars?" He asks " Do you have a brother?

" Yes and yes." I reply ready to hear the joke

" What's his name?" He asks glancing at me again. Creep

" Oliver." I reply 

" Oh, I thought his name would of been Luke, that would be cool." He says Soon a comfortable silence follows us , beside the sound of the radio. I can feel my self dozing off, but my house was pretty close.

" We're here." He says breaking the silence and pulling up on the curb

" Thanks"

" Yea thanks"

"Your welcome." He replies getting out and opening the doors for Janet and I . Janet quickly grabs my hand and whispers in my ear," He is sexy"

" Shush , woman." I say hastily looking around to see if he heard us. I soon hear him get back in the car and then driving off.

" What a night."

" Yea, let's go to sleep"

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Roman's P.O.V.

Pressing the button for a hands-free call, I call my private investigator George.

"Dayte mne informatsiyu dlya devushki po imeni Leya . Ona okolo 24 , 25. Ona zhivet v Deyzi Apartments. Kolichestvo 12  " I say in my origin language

" net problem" He replies hanging up . I don't know what it was about this woman. She intrigues me and I barely know her.  I won't get all cliche and say I need her in my life and she's the one for me. But she's good looking and maybe she can work for me or something. I think more of her as I make my way to my house. 

Getting to my house I punch in the code and drive in the garage , along with my other cars and trucks. Resting my keys on the holder , I loosen my tie and head to the kitchen. I notice an already made plate of food on the counter and smile . As I know my housekeeper, Jennifer made it for me. She was like a second mom to me and she also took care of my daughter Audrey. I know what you're thinking, he has a daughter . Yea, she's one , her mom and I were one night stands. However, her mother died in a car accident and her parents weren't close at all. Even though she can be a hassle , I love her to death. Slowly tiptoeing upstairs, I open her door and check to see if she's sleeping. Phew! She is, and with that I head to my room, strip down and take a much needed shower. Not even ten minutes later, do I hear her crying. Fvck!

Translation:

 Russian:

Dayte mne informatsiyu dlya devushki po imeni Leya. Ona okolo 24, 25 . Ona zhivet v Deyzi Apartments. Kolichestvo 12.

English: Get me information on a girl named Leia. She's about 24, 25. She lives in Daisy Apartments, number 12.

Russian: net problem

English: No problem.