A Mafia's Letter

10

After the horrible night for all the Nabatov's had past the morning had finally came, fading away the horrible nightmares that had all terrorised them. Still the memories remained, they sadly couldn't be faded from their memory.

Vadim slowly walked towards the spare rooms where Anastasia and Nickolai had taken their stay, his mind was still filled with memories that had hunted him last night. It were memories he had buried away in his mind a long time ago, hoping to never have to remember them ever again.

"Anastasia?" He asked before opening the door, peeking inside expecting to see her and Nickolai sleeping in the big king-sized bed.

"Yes Vadim?" Anastasia asked fully awake and dressed with Nickolai sleeping in the bed behind her. "Keep it short will you, I'm going to visit Dimitri before leaving this evening."

He quickly pulled Anastasia out of the bedroom, closing the door before exploding with rage. "What do you mean leaving?! You just got here Anastasia!"

"I need to go somewhere Vadim, you can look after Dimitri and Nickolai for a while right?" She asked, choosing to ignore his eyes which were looking at her with fury.

"Anastasia you're not leaving!" Vadim shouted at her gripping her arm in a painful grip. "I don't know what has gotten in you lately but you've been walking out of line."

"I'm a grown woman, I can do what I want." Anastasia said before walking away, not saying another word.

Vadim stood perplexed not understanding what has gotten into his sister lately. He quickly redeemed himself walking towards his office, not too worried about Anastasia, Vadim wouldn't let her leave.

Dimitri was sitting on the bed, looking up as his wife, Anastasia Nabatova walked in. Red marks were visible on his neck from Vadim's visit last night.

"Dimitri darling, how are you feeling?" Anastasia asked giving his broken arm a concerned look. She walked towards him giving him a quick peck on the lips before sitting on a chair.

"I'm feeling great, the nurse told I can go back home on Wednesday. So we won't have to stay with the devil -referring to Vadim- for much longer." He said with a big smile on his face. Anastasia's face didn't share the same smile, she rather had a lifeless expression on his face. As if something was bothering her. Dimitri was about to ask her about it when she dropped the bomb.

"I'm leaving tonight, I have to go somewhere. You and Nickolai will stay with Vadim until I'm back." She told him leaving no room for argument. Anastasia was a dominant woman, almost always getting what she wanted. Secretly Dimitri was even a bit frightened of her, of what she could become if she went down the crime path even further.

At that moment Vadim was sitting in his chair, smoking a cigar. At that moment his mind was occupied by only three people. His sister, his daughter and his traitorous mistress, Roksana.

Roksana, the mother of his daughter, had committed a crime in his eyes. She hadn't told him of their newborn daughter and she had risked their daughter's life by leaving her in the snow on his doorstep. And that were only the crimes he knew of she had committed. She had to pay, she deserved to suffer greatly. She had committed one of the greatest crimes in Vadim's business, betrayal. For that she deserved to die.

He had already had Alexei, his left hand, looking for her and when he will finally get her. She would regret her sins, she would suffer greatly.

Vadim put out his cigar and got up from his office chair, he felt the sudden need to see his daughter. He loved her so much, nobody could ever compare with his princess. He walked to the nursery and as he opened the door he found that she was peacefully sleeping in her crib. The curtains were closed, only letting in a little ray of sunshine on this winter day.

Looking at his daughter almost made his heart burst with love. His daughter was perfect in his eyes, she would never be able to do something wrong as he saw it. He would protect her with his life, his daughter would never have to feel the pain and suffering he felt growing up. She would only ever feel love and happiness.