Thanksgiving ~ Behing the Scenes

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She got his lap announcing she would be back in a few moments. She disappeared around the corner and made sure no one was following her. She then opened a side panel that was in her room and padded through it. She made sure it was shut before she padded down the corridor towards the place where she had been keeping him.

Alexi Shostokov.

"Be glad I'm not going to kill you. Instead you get a decent meal. She tossed a still-warm bowl with a lid and spoon at his feet. He sneered at her but took the food. "Happy Thanksgiving idiot."

"Thanks, my love," He cooed and she wrinkled her nose and whipped out her hand lightning fast and struck him in the jaw. His skin was already raw and bruised from her constant abuse.

"Try again, Alexi."

"Try again at what? I told you thank you. Is it not right to thank my wife?"

"Alexi. Let me give it to straight. I have a boyfriend."

"The solidat?"

"Yeah. Now don't say another word about it. Got me?"

"Never, kitten."

She narrowed her eyes and struck him once more. Blood from his jaw spattered across the ground and he cursed lightly in Russian.

Nat walked out of the room and shut the door before padding quietly up to the bathroom. She washed the blood and grit from her hands before adjusting her dress. She continued to mount the stairs and make her way downstairs where she took her place on his lap. He didn't ask about her absence, but seemed overly happy she had come back to sit with him. Thankfully no one knew that Alexi was hidden in a panel behind her closet door.

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