Her Russian

Chapter 72-I Love You

(continuation of Chapter 71)

Galina's heart continued to pound away in her chest as she prayed incessantly for her to be able to control it.  She never thought about bringing her medication.  She hadn't needed it up to this point.

Petrov had placed a chair in front of Ilia and roughly pulled her into it, so her husband could watch and hear everything.  He was about as evil as evil could get.  She thought Allister was evil, but Andre was black evil.

Standing behind her, he moved her hair to one side as he pressed his lips to her skin, running his tongue all over her neck and shoulder.  Ilia watched his wife close her eyes and grit her teeth while he pulled at his restraints only making Andre laugh even more.

When he finished with that little show, he stood up, still behind her but this time he ripped the V neck opening of her tee shirt and slid both hands down inside her bra and roughly began kneading her breasts, tweaking her nipples so hard that she cried out in pain.

She silently sat there watching the terror on Ilia's face as she was man-handled and fondled.  She would deal with this as long as he didn't try anything more than this, she kept telling herself that she could get through it.  She had to.  Not only for her, but for her husband and her child.

Galina noticed that more men were starting to come into the warehouse, leering at her and snarling at Ilia.  It didn't take a rock dropping on her head to realize that her and Ilia both were in deep shit.

Andre wasn't done exposing her and debasing her by any means.  The next thing he did was to finish ripping her shirt so it was completely open now and the only thing keeping her covered was her bra and that wasn't much.

"Hmm, nice tits your wife has" Andre leered.  He was all about pushing Ilia's buttons.  He wanted a reason to put a bullet in him and right now.  Petrov laughed as he watched Ilia struggle against his bonds trying to get up while latched to a chair.

The next thing that son of a rat did was to come around to the front of where Galina was sitting, positioned himself on his knees between her forced open legs.  She watched in horror as he lowered his head to her sex and inhaled.

"God I knew she would smell good" he gloated as she sat there and cried silently.  The next thing he did was to kiss all over her belly, which made her want to vomit, the fact this animal was kissing where her baby was growing almost sent her over the edge.

Pulling roughly on her bra, he exposed her breasts and if that wasn't bad enough, he put his sick and evil mouth on her nipples, licking and sucking her with no compassion.  Everything he did to her was to hurt her physically.  He had a serious ax to grind with her.

"Please stop this" Galina whispered, his head stopping mid-air as she dared to speak.  She watched him stand slowly and then just as slowly she watched his hand come back as he struck her hard across the mouth.

She could taste the blood from the slap coat the inside of her mouth as she tried to just swallow it down but it just came back up and she vomited all over to the side of where she was sitting.

That angered Petrov even more so he hit her again.  Then again and that one knocked her unconscious.  

She smelt something pungent under her nose and when she could open her eyes, she saw Petrov standing there with some kind of vial, holding it under her nose.

Coughing, she struggled to sit up a little taller to take some of the ache off her back but in a matter of seconds, he loosened her ropes and told her stand up.

When she had complied, he handed her another shirt, so she slipped it on over the torn one.  Her gaze never left Ilia's as he continued staring at her, his expression completely blank.  She knew he was pissed at her and she would be in trouble when they got home.  But right now she didn't care.

Before she could sit back down, Petrov took her by the arm and led her over to her husband.  She was confused about what he was playing at now and then he started to speak as if picking up on her unasked question.

"I decided to give you a little time with your husband before I kill him" he told her.  She had to bite her tongue because she knew if she opened her mouth and said anything he would probably kill them both right there.

Getting on her knees in front of him, she threw her arms around his waist and started crying.  When he laid his head on top of hers, for just a moment she felt like everything would be okay.

Whispering to her, Ilia said "I am so going to spank your ass until it glows red."  She knew where this was coming from and it didn't upset her in the least.  He continued.  "Then I'm going to keep you in bed for a week, making love to you, until you can't move."

"I love you, Ilia.  So much.  It's going to be okay.  Max should be showing up soon.  I left the address to this place in an unsent text message.  When they realize I'm gone, they will go to our room and find my phone.  We just have to hang on a little longer" she told him, kissing his bruised cheek.

"God enough already.  This is making me sick" Andre commented while the rest of the men made lewd remarks about Galina being between her husband's legs.

Andre grabbed Galina roughly and dragged her back to her chair and then retied her ropes.  All the while she is silently praying that Maxim and/or Tori have found her phone and are on their way.

When he was done, Petrov dragged a chair over by Galina and sat a timer in it.  It was counting down from two hours.  "This is the time that he has left on this earth and the time that you have left before you become mine.  I suggest anything you want to say to each other you do it now."

He turned around and walked out, leaving Ilia and Galina by themselves.  "I need to hear your voice.  Tell me how you got out of the compound" Ilia asked of her.

Quietly laughing she said "Are you sure you want to hear that?"  He nodded, so she prepared for his wrath to come down on her for what she did.

"I climbed down from our balcony" she said quietly.  "You did what?" he roared.  She flinched but she knew he would be livid because she did put herself and the baby in danger by doing that.

"I climbed down from our balcony" she repeated.  "In the name of all that is holy, why would you put yourself in such a predicament?" he demanded an answer.

"I had to save you, Ilia.  There was nothing to think about.  It had to be done and I did it.  And if I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't change a thing."

He looked at her like she'd grown two heads.  "I don't know if you are crazy, heroic or just mad but I love you for doing this but you shouldn't have.  I'm not worth it" he said, his statement the saddest thing she'd ever heard.

"You're not worth it?" she repeated angrily.  "You are to worth it!  There are so many people that depend on you, that need you and love you.  You.are.worth.it" she gritted.

Galina started to feel dizzy, the room was spinning and her stomach was lurching and rolling.  She knew it was because she hadn't eaten.  She was in the middle of fixing herself something when they got the word that Ilia had been taken.

"Ilia, I..." she never got another word out as she fainted, Ilia screaming her name before the darkness enclosed around her.