Ruthless (BOOK III) COMPLETE

CHAPTER 11

HAYDIN

I haven't seen or heard from Dmitry in 2 days, which I think is good right now. Dmitry has secrets, secrets he won't share, and that makes me fear him. Mildred has me on light duty because I passed out in the diner, and sends me home early.

Right now, I'm in my room contemplating whether or not I should call Dmitry or not. No Haydin. Do NOT call him. I threw my phone on the bed, and plopped down. My parents were at work, so that left me by myself. I heard tapping on my window, and sat up. Ever since that encounter I had at the diner with that woman, I've been on edge. Dmitry peered through the window, and I let out a sigh of relief. I stood, and opened the patio door, letting him in. He walked in slowly, letting out a deep sigh. I closed the door, and folded my arms over my chest. "How are you feeling?" I ran my fingers through my hair, and looked everywhere but him. "I'm fine, taking it easy." He walked towards me, lifting my chin, making me look at him.

"Stai mentendo." I looked at him with a confused look on my face. "What do you say half of the time?" He let go of my face. "Nothing of importance." Again with the secrets. "You know if you're going to continue lying to me," I opened the patio door, and pointed at it. "You can leave." He stalked towards me, closing the door, pressing me against it. "Do you think I want to lie to you?" His voice deep with anger. "Then why do you!?" I pushed him away from me, but his instincts were fast, and he grabbed my hand, pulling me to him. "Per la tua sicurezza." He stroked my cheek.

"Cut it with the fucking Italian!" I had never blatantly cussed, but Dmitry had pushed my buttons. "Oh, la principessa è pazza." He smirked, taunting me. I glared at him.

"Cara mia, I keep secrets to keep YOU safe. What I do is very confidential and if you know, you could be in danger." My face contorted into one of fear. "What are you in a gang?" Silence. He just stared at me. "You knowing anything could be very detrimental to my family." I backed away from him. "You kill people?" He sighed. "Haydin, I cannot tell you what I do for the sake of------------------."

"You inadvertently told me with your silence!" I threw my hands in the air. He walked closer to me, but I dodged his touch. "You need to go Dmitry.." It hurt me to say this, but I cannot continue falling for someone who can't tell me the truth. "Don't do this.." I opened the door, waiting for him to walk out. He stormed out, jumping off the patio. I closed the door. I slid to the floor with my head in my hands. I could be taking things way out of proportion, but what if he really was in a gang? What else could explain his dangerous aura, or dark side, and not to mention all of the Italian? Who are you really Dmitry.......

Stai mentendo- You are lying

Per la tua sicurezza- For your safety

Oh, la principessa è pazza- Oh the princess is mad