Cora

I drowned out the whole conversation in the room leaving me to my own thoughts and the fact that I was looking at my own reflection in the mirror, she looked nothing like me.

Well it was me but it wasn't me, I had a lot of make up and glam on my face, I had never worn make up before, well there was never an occasion that required me to.

My hair was curled and I was looking very beautiful, I wish all this was real or maybe a nightmare and I'll wake up back at the mansion with Cara talking my ear down about me training with her an Enzo.

But no, I was stuck here with a demon, the devil himself as he kept torturing and breaking my spirit everyday.

"We'll leave you to wear your dress now" the lady that had come to do my make up muttered, since I'd been here this was the first time I'd be seeing someone asides Dimitri's men.

The dress I was to put on was on the bed, a red dress, with bare back, I couldn't wear this because it exposed too much of my body but I couldn't refuse Dimitri, else he'd definitely punish me for it











A picture of Cora's dress

The dress was tight and fitting, I sigh out as I take one glance at it before picking it up from the bed and walking into the bathroom to change, I couldn't risk anyone walking in on me naked because apparently Dimitri didn't trust me enough to even let me lock the doors.

After the last incident with Dimitri and Ivan, I have tried to get my head back in the right place but has proven difficult, after he walked in on me naked and threatened to walk me out for his men, I haven't really been the same.

Ivan tried to cheer me up, he even let me stay in his room since then while he took the guest bedroom but I haven't really been okay, Dimitri had stayed away from me, but not before informing me of the fact that he'd be taking me to New York with him for a ball.

There was mask in the bed alongside my dress, after putting on the dress, I looked myself over in the full length mirror, I was stunning but I felt violated in every way.

This isn't what I want, I want to go back home, I want to go back to when Cara and I were just kids that wanted ice cream.

I breathe out to steady my heartbeat, and stop the tears from coming. I didn't want to ruin the make up these women spent hours doing for me.

Yes I was in New York with Dimitri, we left early hours of the morning and got here not quite long ago, apparently the ball was to hold any minute from now, we might probably be late but knowing Dimitri, he doesn't give a rat's ass if we're late

Ivan didn't want me here, he almost got into another fight with Dimitri because of it but I talked him into letting it go, I don't know why Dimitri brought me here but I pray it wasn't something bad or humiliating.

I heard the door to the room open and I quickly walked out of the bathroom and I found Dimitri standing there wearing a white tux with a red shirt underneath, he wasn't putting on a tie and the top two buttons of the shirt were undone.

I couldn't help but let my eyes soak in the handsomeness of this man standing right in front of me, although I hated that he treated me bad, I couldn't deny that he was in fact one of the most handsome men I'd ever come across, if not the most handsome of them all.

His green eyes were piercing through my skull as he looked me over from head to toe.

He wasn't alone tho, there was a man with him, probably 40 years old or older, he had some sort of suitcase with him

He was looking at the ground and i could see the fear in his whole movement, Dimitri motioned for me to come to him with his fingers and I did.

I started taking calculated steps towards him, careful not to trip in the heel I had on. I stopped right in front of him and he turned me around so I'm facing the mirror and he's standing right behind me.

He gently moved my hair from my neck and placed it on my shoulder, he dipped his head close to me neck

I tensed at the contact "You will not make any sudden movements where we're going" he muttered against my neck, his hot breath fanning me there "I will have eyes on you all the time" he added

"You will stay within 5 feet from me, if you move any farther from me...." He paused and I felt the prick of a needle on the back of my neck, before I can even react, it's gone like it was never there. "That was a bomb that was injected into your neck, the detonator is not with me but they have orders to set it off if you as much as make any sudden movements" he muttered

"And if for any reason something happens to me, it's going to go off anyway" he added

How low can he go?? I just breathe out and straighten my dress "Last but not the least, De Luca will be there, he may not see you since it's a masquerade themed ball, but for your sake I hope you behave yourself, I'd hate to blow this beautiful face off" he adds before standing straight and looking straight into my eyes from the mirror.

He just mentioned that Enzo will be there, but I don't think there's much I can do, he has me on a tight leash.

He turns around and pick up my mask before stretching out his hands, I gently place mine on it, he leads me out of the luxurious hotel room, as we both get on the elevator, it's not entirely empty as two other people are on it, and old man and an old lady, they both give us a smile and I force one out back to them, unknowingly my eyes move to Dimitri to find him smiling at the lovely couple, so he does smile.

The ride is silent as we both reach the parking lot, the couple had already gotten down way before us, we get out and he leads me to s very black, sleek and luxurious car.

He doesn't bother opening the door for me, he just gets in the back and I follow, there's a driver in the front seat, good to know he won't be driving us

"водить машину" he muttered in Russia and I see the driver nod before putting the car in motion, I'm tensed and not relaxed, I can feel his eyes on me from time to time but I focus more on my fingers

(Translation: Drive)

Neither of us say anything, my mind is filled with so many possibilities that I might either die tonight or get saved, the former is more likely to happen.

If Enzo sees me, he'd want to save me, not knowing there's a bomb implanted in my neck, if he tries to, I might die.

If he doesn't see me then I'll probably be stuck with Dimitri for a long while, another possibility is the fact that, Cara might actually be coming with Enzo, it's a masquerade themed ball, so there's a huge possibility she'd come because no one would be able to recognize her.

But if by slight chance Dimitri does, then he's definitely going to kill me, it won't even cost him anything to order for the detonator to be set off and just like that pop... I'd be dead

I sigh out trying to steady my breathing, I have to be positive, in all of the possibilities I've come up with, the only one that seems appealing to me at the moment, given my current situation is being stuck with Dimitri, that'll mean Enzo shouldn't see me and Cara shouldn't even be there.

The car comes to a stop after the long, silent and agonizing drive, at a hotel, a very huge, big and magnificent hotel.

"Remember, one wrong move and you'll be dead before you even know it" he says deadly before handing me my mask, I quickly out it on and watch him put his in before we both get out of the car.

I regretted it immediately, but I can't go back inside the car, I come face to face with blinding lights and lots of noises all coming from different direction at the same time

Reporters everywhere, the entrance is filled with reporters, camera lights, phone lights and people, I feel fucking nervous and on edge.

I'd never been in public before, my palms were sweaty and I felt like i was too heavy for my heels, I would give anything right now to be back at home, sleeping.

"Give me your hand" I hear his gruff voice mutter from beside me, I look up to find him looking down at me, even with the mask Dimitri still looked breathtaking.

I gently placed my hands in his large ones, holding Dimitri's hands felt nothing like holding Ivan's hands.

It was like I was slipping away

That's because your palms are sweaty My subconscious reminded me

From nowhere two guards wearing suit and dark glasses appear and start clearing a path for us.

Questions are flying from all angles at us, some asking who the beautiful young lady is? Others asking if we were a couple?

So many questions all at once but Dimitri didn't seem fazed at all, he was used to this anyway, but I was feeling caved and suffocated, like the air wasn't enough for me

I was close to breaking point when the huge double doors of the hall open up and we both walk in. The air inside shifted, from the hot and unnerving air outside to a cool, yet disturbing one inside.

All heads turned to us as we both walked in, there were a few murmurs and I could literally see the ladies eye rape Dimitri, some already flashing him flirtious smile, he just ignored them and walked further in dragging me by the hand like I was a kid.

The men in here all looked dangerous, the whole atmosphere screamed danger, I was still tugging behind Dimitri when I spotted a young man, he was also wearing a mask, he looked tall.

We were headed his way and he had a smile on his face, we stopped just in front of him, he had striking blue eyes

"Volkov" he said with a smile and Dimitri just grunts

"How did you know it was me"? Dimitri asked and the young man just shrugged

"You steal the show wherever you go Dimitri, I knew it was you the moment you stepped in" he said before his eyes fell on me, I suddenly felt small, like I could shrink and enter the ground.

His eyes raked me from head to toe, and when his eyes net mine, he smiled

"And who might you be"? He asked, I didn't know how to answer or if I was even allowed to answer, I looked to Dimitri for permission but he spoke up instead

"Tatum, this is Cara De Luca" Dimitri said with so much pride and arrogance like it was an achievement

I see the shock and surprise register on this new guy's face before he gasp out

"Wow, is it......" He paused "the same Cara De Luca I know"? He asked "Lorenzo's wife"? He muttered and Dimitri just nodded

He whistled before looking me over, they were talking about me like I wasn't standing right beside them, I felt awkward.

"You know, I had heard from a reliable source that you had one of the best assassin as your captive, I never thought it was Cara" he said looking from Dimitri to me

"Where's he"? Dimitri asked looking dead at This new guy and he opened his mouth to speak but someone beat him to it.

"Right behind you Volkov"

Oh boy

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