Natasha
She kissed me. She kissed me on my cheek. I'm happy.
I stared in shock at how easily Scar could have gave me a kiss on the cheek, without being flabbergasted as I am right now. She looked at me and continue to eat her meal, and just as I was about to say something, I see Ry in the corner of my eye.
"Well well well. I did not see this happening. Well I only came to you guys to tell you Tony and Victoria are coming tomorrow to visit us, but continue what you guys were doing I might find my beloved and do the same thing. Hehehe." He laughed.
After he left I looked to see Scar looking right at me in the eyes as if she wanted to say something, but nothing came so I quickly started stuffing food in my mouth and hurrying from the counter.
"Who is Tony and Victoria?" Scar asks me before I could leave the kitchen.
"My parents." With that I left the room and went outside to my men and told them the news. I saw some that wanted to groan and others that seemed pissed. Having my parents comes here was worse for not only Ry and I, but for my entire mafia crew. They hated how they were demanded by my parents even though I have made it clear that they do not own them nor will. Yet here we are.
The men started to wrap up their training and heading inside to shower and the others to clean the training ground. I told some of my men to go to the armory and make sure the gun looks shiny and new and start unloading the new shipment that was in the living room. I went to my office and started answering as many emails as I could, because I knew once they came I will not be in the mood to do anything else, but sleep, drink, or start shooting at random things, and that doesn't have to be in order. Sometimes I will sleep in between.
"Hey boss?"
Timothy called out from my door.
"Come in."
"I have a package for you. I believe its probably from the King's family about wanting the access to some of their ports."
I nodded my head and dismissed him. Ugh, this was not how I wanted to spend the day.
By the time six o'clock came I decided to start dinner. That is until Scar came into the kitchen while I was making steaks with potatoes.
"What are you making tonight?" She asked calmly.
"Steak and potatoes" I stated simply to her.
"I shouldn't have avoided you all day and especially when you were trying to talk to me." I said with sincerity.
We stare at each other for a while not saying anything until yet again Ry has interrupted us.
"Are we still eating dinner or not, because I'm hungry?" Ry asked us both.
"Yeah we are. Scar, can you set the table please?" I asked her and she silently complied.
After Scar set the table all four of us began to eat the meal.
"So are you guys together?" Fredrick asked.
"What do you mean?" I asked confused by his words.
"He means since we never got along in the first place are we together now since I had pecked you on the cheek this morning." Scar explained to me.
"Are we?" Now questioning Scar.
Scar simply shrugged her shoulder and in turn I did the same and dug into my plate.
"Miss Vladimir if it's okay I was wondering if Scar and I could hang out together tomorrow?" He asked shyly towards me, making me look at him then Scar and decided to nod my head towards him as a 'yes'.
After all of the food was gone everyone left except for me and Scar so we cleaned the kitchen. It took about an hour to clean up, and boy was I tired.
We both headed upstairs and I took a shower first and then Scar came in to do her business. It was around ten o'clock before we both were in bed settled. I turn on the tv which Scar became happy about.
"Nat when were you going to tell me there was a tv in here?"
"You didn't know?"
"You didn't tell me."
"Oh well there's a tv in the room. This remote controls how the tv comes out of the dresser and back in, and this remote controls what channels you want to watch."
I handed her the remote to let her play with it, and she honestly looked like a little kid when their parents finally gave them some candy.
"I'm gonna let you know right here, right now. I will never leave this room unless there is death occurring, assassination attack, or for food." Scar went back to scrolling through channels and just previewing everything before she settled on "2 Broke Girls".
"Let's see how far we can get into this show until we fall asleep." Scar challenged me.
I will say now I lost.
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The Contract
Teen FictionWhat would you do if a Russian Mafia Queen came to America for marriage but by force? Well that's Scar story, from being average to becoming the Russian Mafia Queen wife. Completed ReWritten Completed May 3, 2022