sex-me boss.

Four days after leaving his native Russia on urgent business on the Italian coast, Dimitri Savoski was finally back home and about to take over his territory as he had always done, eradicating forever the little vermin who dared to cross his path. There were two of them who owned Russia: the business magnate Finn Matinov, who ruled the entire St. Petersburg area, where his word was law, and him, the rest of Russia, where he was the man in the shadows, not to be messed with. An oddball by the name of Paolo Fiodora had rubbed shoulders with him a few days earlier in a casino belonging to a Martinov circle, and the latter had gone so far as to put his sister up as collateral. He hadn’t had time to think about how she could be of use to him, as an emergency was waiting for him on the Italian coast. When his armored car parked in his backyard, he got out and walked into his mansion. He took a cold bath and, once he’d finished, quickly dressed and headed out. It was time for him to meet his subjects. He sat down in his study and called on his men.

-Youri, I’d like you to bring me my winnings from last week. I want to know everything she knows about her brother, because from what I’ve been able to find out about the problems in Italy, there’s a mole in my circle and I can’t stand betrayal.

Sitting in this cold cellar, Kira had stopped counting the days because she couldn’t remember what day it was. Everything was black and she couldn’t even tell day from night. Her hands were cuffed behind her back and her feet were tied. She was being fed like a poor animal, and even though she had tried to go on hunger strike during the first hours of her imprisonment, someone had reminded her that the boss wasn’t there and that her hunger strike wasn’t going to help her at all. When she heard footsteps approaching, she thought it must be for her meal, but to her surprise, she felt hands undoing the bindings on her feet. At last she thought she was going to be free. She didn’t even know why she’d been kidnapped or by whom, and she wondered if her brother had even done anything to be able to find her.

-The man in the shadows is here and he’d like to see you. If you want to leave here, my dear, I advise you to tell him everything you know, otherwise he’ll keep you here and only your body will leave this house.

She began to tremble. She didn’t know what she was going to say, and especially not about what. She didn’t even know who this shadowy man was. Before she could even ask him, a bag was placed over her head to make it impossible for her to see. Maybe they didn’t want her to notice the place. After climbing countless steps, she finally heard a door open and kept walking until she heard a knock on a door. She heard a stony voice that sent a shiver of fear down her spine from across the room, ordering the person to enter. She felt herself being pulled into the room and the door closed.

-Take that bag off her head,” the same voice had repeated.

A tall man staring at her with dark eyes, slightly frowning eyebrows and a beard that had grown a little, his black shirt hugging his body perfectly and the two open buttons on his torso made her swallow hard; she didn’t know whether she was looking at a human being or a Greek statuette that had taken an eternity to build. The silence in the room heightened her anxiety, and she was going to faint if this continued.

-Miss Fiodora, how was your stay in my humble abode?” asked Dimitri with a semblance of humor.

She could have thrown her spit back in his face, but no, she couldn’t do that for fear of prolonging her days in the home of this crazy man who gave her the creeps. She was just waiting for him to tell her what she had to do so she could go home.

-I want to know all about your brother, Paolo Fiodora.

She looked at him sideways, which irritated Dimitri even more. Maybe the kid in front of him didn’t know that she wasn’t in a position to negotiate, but she wanted to play, so he was going to let her run off on her own and go out last.

-We’re going to start by establishing a few rules, Miss Fiodora. First of all, respect. I’m your eldest by seven years, so by the time you’re twenty-three, you’ll already know how many I have. Another thing, you owe me respect because, like everyone else, I crush the little vermin who dare to rub up against me, and when I say that, I mean that every Russian outside Saint Petersburg is at my feet.

Kira had just understood: she was face to face with the head of the Russian mafia. She could have understood from his dark aura, but what she didn’t understand was what she had done to him. She was just a young student who had been kidnapped on the very day she was about to take her exams.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

-Your silence and trembling make me realize that you have just understood who I am. Dimitri Savoski. You’re here because your brother sold you for a sum of money he didn’t earn. From the day my men kidnapped you, you’ve been my thing, you belong to me, Miss Fiodora, and I can do whatever I want with you. After all, those young students who keep fantasizing about me are the same ones who keep saying how dangerous I am, right? what does your brother do?

-I don’t know, he’s just doing odd jobs for his son, that’s all.

-so this idiot who had the courage to sit at my table even has a kid, it’s so interesting. And you, my dear, what else do you do apart from your studies?

-I used to work in a bar not far from home to help my brother. Is that all? Can I go now?

Dimitri looked at her and a sadistic laugh escaped his lips, a laugh that made Kira’s blood run cold. She regretted the reason she’d asked him that question, for she felt as if she were standing in front of a wild beast ready to pounce on her. She lowered her head as if awaiting the verdict.

-Take her to the cellar now,” ordered Dimitri. You’re not going to give her anything to eat or drink until she tells me everything she knows about her brother.

Yuri didn’t want to because he felt sorry for the girl, but he couldn’t disobey his boss for a girl he didn’t know from Adam or Eve. He took her back to the cellar, and when he returned to Dimitri’s office, his aim was to tell him what was on his mind.

-Let’s go, Youri, we’ve known each other for a long time and you know perfectly well that you can’t hide anything from me. How much more do you want to stand up to me?

-This young woman, Dimitri. I don’t think she belongs here. She’s innocent, you understand that, she hasn’t done anything to you, so there’s no reason to keep her here. It’s all her brother’s fault.

-And perhaps you’d like me to remind you how things were done in the old traditions, my dear friend? the elders were the ones who made the decisions and her brother made the decision to sell her to me, so where did I go wrong? it’s a bit as if he owed me money and gave me his sister in marriage to make up for the debt, isn’t it? and on top of that, she wants to cover up for her brother, so what do you want me to do?

-She’s told you everything she knows.

Dimitri looked at him and chuckled. She’d never told him everything she knew. He knew what women were like and he knew that a woman would be able to step into a pot of boiling water without screaming in pain and saying she was even cold simply because she wanted to keep her secret. He could never be fooled by women again.

-Telling me that her brother has a kid doesn’t help me at all and you know perfectly well that I never hurt women and children so I want compromising information about her brother that’s all I ask. My business is in danger and I have to search everywhere to find the mole.

Youri nodded as this was his last decision; the door opened and it was Anton looking at Dimitri with a semblance of fear in his eyes.

-Richard’s here, boss.

That bastard again, thought the latter. He was definitely not going to let him go, even though he’d told him several times that he didn’t want to see him for the rest of his life.