Her Russian

Chapter 50-Going Home

Galina amazed him, pure and simple.  She had opened up to him on so many levels leading him to agree with his decision to get her out of the house and take time for them both.  

Although he would never admit this to anyone, except Galina, and even then he wasn't sure, but he was more in love with her than in the beginning.

He held her so tightly when she described the last torture scene before she was rescued.  What that man had done to her by touching her, how Allister came in and shot him at point blank range and then how quickly she turned cold and evil again.

Ilia had done a lot of things in his life, bad things, evil things, but one thing he had never done was to take a woman against her will.  And he would kill anyone for doing it.

She had also confided in him how they would taunt her, saying that they would use her up and how he would never want anything else to do with her.  That he would throw her away like garbage.

He was thankful, that on that part, he didn't even have to try convincing her that he would never do that to her.  He'd already expressed, in word and deed, how he felt about her and she told him clearly and to the point that she knew how much he loved her and she would never worry about that scenario ever again.

They talked again about marriage, having babies, etc. and he could see the fear in her eyes when she mentioned the two times they'd made love without a condom and he noticed the surprise in her eyes when he told her he was aware.

The thought of having a child with her, somehow, did not turn him off, in fact, the thought of being a father and having a chance to do it even better than his father or Galina's father excited him.

He had no trouble picturing her stomach round with their child.  Ilia had always believed that a pregnant woman was the most beautiful creature in the world and was perhaps more alluring as the hormones take over their bodies.

It was hard to believe that they had been here the allotted time already and that it was time to go back home.  He had seen the tears in her eyes and he had genuinely felt bad about it, but there was family business that needed to be taken care of.   

Ilia had made sure to promise her that the cottage was not going anywhere and that they could come back anytime.  He'd also told her that when the time came, he would add on as many rooms as necessary and they would bring their children there.

He wanted to talk to her some more about their wedding.  He, not being a patient man and not wanting to wait, he was ready to marry her today but he knew as long as Allister, Igor and the others were still alive at The Kiln, they wouldn't even discuss such things.

Galina had asked to watch and at first he said an adamant 'no' but then she rationally and calmly explained how it would help her with closure, how could he deny her that after everything she'd been through?

She did see right through him, though, when he tried denying her the pleasure of watching him dispensing out justice to Allister.  He was afraid that she would think differently of him when she saw what he was capable of and what he'd done in the past.

She quickly put to rest any thoughts he had on the matter by giving him her body and allowing him to do whatever he wanted while in the bedroom and because of this, they made love three times.

Ilia had drawn a conclusion sometime back, that his woman, his fiance, should have her body worshiped, that she deserved his time and undivided attention and he never mentioned 'fucking' her again, only that he wanted to make love to her.  

She would bring it up when they were being passionate with each other, especially if she was riding him.  She would get so caught in the moment that she would just yell it out and then of course, he would oblige her.

As they drove back home, Ilia looked over at a sleeping Galina.  Her head was against the head rest, her face turned towards him.  She looked like a sleeping angel and the he looked down and her left hand, as it rested on the console.  She had placed it on top of his and he marveled at how tiny her hand was with that huge diamond on her finger.

He had gone ahead and purchased a thin, diamond eternity band and it would look just magnificent with her engagement ring.

They were about ten minutes from home when Ilia received a call from Maxim.  He had been, unbeknownst to Galina, getting texts from Max about the state of their prisoners.  He'd let Max, Yuri, Erik and Roman take turns with them, getting them ready for his wrath.

He knew that letting them hang out in The Kiln for that length of time had to be screwing with their heads and he was glad.  He wanted them to suffer the way they'd made her suffer.

Tonight, it would be over.  He was going to send each one of them straight to hell where they belonged and once that was done, in a day or two, they would discuss their impending nuptials.

Ilia Savin was in love and in the worst way.  Galina had brought laughter, love, loyalty and passion to his life and he would be forever grateful.

He also loved the way she looked after him.  Even when she felt horrible, she would always have him sit down on the bed while she removed his shoes and socks.  Or she would have a shower waiting for him or dinner.  She always seemed to know just what he needed and when.

His goal in life now, was to be the best friend, husband and lover to her that he could be and it would come easily for him because of her.  She made everything seem so much easier than before.

Pulling into the driveway, Ilia gently roused her from her deep sleep.  He watched her stretch, smiling at him and then smiling at their home.  "Home" she breathed, looking at him.  Ilia picked up her hand and placed a tender kiss on her knuckles.

"Galina, I just want to give you one more opportunity to sit this out.  I'll support you if you still want to come but at any time, you feel like it's too much, you walk out that door and nothing will be said" Ilia's tone was serious.

Walking to him, Galina threw her arms around his waist, resting her head on his chest.  "Ilia, I love you more than life and I know you are trying to take care of me, but I am strong and I'll be able to handle this.  I will be fine."

He nodded as Yuri and Erik came out to meet them.  "Congratulations" they both said, kissing her cheek and then shaking Ilia's hand.  Galina so cutely blushed and said thank you as they made their way into the compound.

Ilia suggested that they take a shower, change clothes and eat something and then they would prepare for their evening.  Galina begged him to make love to her and that's exactly what he did and it was intense.

After their shower, changing clothes and dinner, Ilia held her hand as they walked towards a part of the house she never knew about.  They walked down a long hallway and down some stairs.  Ilia muttered to her "Welcome to The Kiln."