I shouldn't worry about his sexy guard. Instead, I should focus on how to get out of here alive. I swallowed and quietly stared at him.
Lars stared at me with lust filled hooded lens. He said, “You need to get dressed. Dimitri has a meeting and you have to accompany him.
I swallowed.
“ What kind of meeting?” I asked.
He replied, “That is not of your concern. It's a business meeting. Just so you know your role is to be quiet and stand pretty next to your future husband."
I had a bitter taste in my mouth the moment he said, my future husband. Why lie? I was disgusted by it all the fact that this old man wants to marry me? All the fact that he already had five previous wives?
It all seems so crazy.
Lars then says, "I suggest you wear something sexy today something very nice sexy but not trashy. I take it you won't have any of those types of outfits anyways." I scoffed. I thought, "what the hell? Why would they tell me what I needed to have on?"
Then I said inwardly I will put on what I feel like not what they want me to wear "I don't think I have anything appropriate for a business party."
I said out loud.
He laughed and said “Take a look, oh and by the way, you must not wear lipstick. A little lipgloss nothing bright colored."
I thought oh my God, this is more demanding than I could have imagined. It made my skin boil.
I wanted to say something else. But then he turned and suddenly walked away out the door.
I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. I kept thinking there has got to be a way out of this.
Suddenly the door swung open once more.
I wince and turn towards the sexy bodyguard as he returns.
“Oh, and you must be ready in the next 30 minutes, no games. Sergei does not like games and neither do I,” He says in a firm voice.
Before I could respond once again he shut the door.
I swallowed.
I quickly rummaged through my luggage to find something appropriate for this event.
I started going through my clothes.
Then I remember father bought a beautiful dress for me the last time we went shopping. It was long and pink. I pulled it out and thought well this looks appropriate.
But then when I slid it out of the bag, I noticed was ripped.
I slumped down dejectedly back on the hard bed thinking there's no way I can do this.
It's totally futile.
I was so frightened, nerves jumped in my belly.
I was so worried about incurring Sergei's rant.
That was the last thing I desired.
I started to think about how I wished I was somewhere else and with someone else. Anyone aside from Sergei, goodness anyone would do right now.
I said underneath my breath, then I burst out in tears.
I mean I would definitely even consider Lars.
Oh my!
His handsome brooding face, his natural tan and from what I observed his heart.
He is hotter and even though he might be dangerous, because from what I heard anyone who works for Sergei has a dark past. But being next to him earlier, left a mark in my soul. plus he is younger than Dimitri. He also had a sexy tattoo on his arm.
And he was so damn sexy. He had dark sexy eyes. I desired him.
Dimitri was old and shriveled in my mind.
I mean he must be at least 35 years older than I am.
My God just thinking about him taking and having my virgin walls impaled with his dick made me so sick.
On the other hand, thinking about Lars big massive throbbing thickness, pushing up and penetrating my tight untouched slit, made me ache with need.
It was crazy and insane .
“I shouldn't be having these thoughts,” I whisper underneath my breath.
I would rather give myself to someone younger and not so old and evil.
I mean Lars can’t be angel. But there was something that turned me on about him.
Maybe if I just put on something bright colored, you know like a bright red lipstick. Then maybe Dimitri would leave me alone.
I wonder if I could do something else. Poison? No I cannot do that.
I decided to look through my luggage once more. Then I realized the rip in the dress wasn't so bad. I thought “It is barely noticeable. I guess I'll put this on.”
I decided to do as Lars suggested.
I slid on the demure dress. Then I applied a lot of makeup. I knew Dimitri wanted me to look pure and innocent, but I decided to do the opposite.
Moments later Lars opened the door. He gasped and said, “What is this makeup?”
He grabbed a cloth and wiped off the lipstick. Then he said, “Pink…”
I shrugged and slid on the pink lipstick but I did not change anything else. Lars sighed and said, “We have to go.”
He held my hand and led out the home and towards Dimitri’s private mansion. When we arrived, I became pale. Lars led me out the car and into the property.
My heart kept beating fast as we got closer to the door. Lars opened it. Standing with some men in suits, I noticed Dimitri with his back turned away from us.
“We are here boss,” Lars said in a low voice.
Dimitri immediately turned around.
He stared at me and scoffed. Then he looked down and noticed the ripped seam. Oh no it was full on rip now. It had had gotten worse. It revealed my thighs!
He yelled, “What the fuck is this? No woman of mine should have on nonsense filthy rags. You are with me? No you don't look good enough to be my wife.” He turned to Lars then back at me. He said ,”How dare you leave your quarters looking like trash, showing off your legs? Hmm, are you trying to get some of my men's attention?"
Frightened by his temperament, I trembled. I shook my head and said, “No."
Lars tried to step in.
But seething Dimitri rebuked him. Then Sergei said to me, “You will not accompany me to the meeting today. Instead my men take you to the finest designers to ensure you are properly dressed and ready to be my future wife."
He then turned toward Lars and ordered him to take me shopping. He warned that this must never happen again. And with that, Lars led me out.
Lars then looked at me and shook his head.
I thought “oh my God he is really mad.”
He gripped my hand. I slid my hand out of his tight grip. Then I said, “Hey your grip is too tight."
Amused and somewhat angered by my reaction, he said “I could make it tighter if you want."
And with that, he gripped my elbow and said, “We're going to go to the store as ordered. Oh and you must behave, once we get there.”
I swallowed.
I hoped things will get better once we get to the store.
I needed to be perfect for my survival. I wondered what’s going to happen next?
Lars
I warned her not to tempt Sergei but she just wouldn’t listen. This is making me look fucking bad.
I have been Dimitri right hand man or a long time now. But her actions today made me look bad.
What was she thinking?she must have known that a man like Dimitri has discerning taste. I bundle her into the back seat. I get into the car and start driving. Along the way, I kept staring back at her through the rear view mirror.
She rolls her eyes at me.
She pouts and asks, “Fine, Ok what is it?”
I sigh and shake my head.
There is really no point continuing this conversation with her is there? It would be pointless plus the last thing she needs is to incur my wrath. I grip the steering wheel tight and hard.