“Is that it?”
“I also have a weapons room.”This is why he didn’t want to bring her to this house, as there was nothing for her to do.
“A weapons room?”Anastasia asked.
She rubbed at her temples, and he knew she was struggling with what had just happened.
“There’s food in the fridge.I’ll be back in a couple of hours,” Dmitriy said.He had to figure out what shit was going down.
“Are you insane?”Anastasia asked, and for the first time since their true acquaintance six months ago, she reached out and touched him.
That touch alone was like a spark.Magical, instant, and it went straight to his dick.
He looked at her, and Anastasia was staring at where she had grabbed his arm, and it was like for a second she didn’t know what she was doing.He waited.Watched.Wondering what move she would make next.
She licked her lips, then took a deep breath.“You’re not leaving me here.”
“I am not taking you with me.”
“Seriously?I could live on my own, and I can scratch and fight like a mean girl, but I am no match for men or women that are coming to kill you.I have never fired a gun.I wanted my dad to train me, but he refused.He said a woman’s place was not behind a gun.Even my brothers wouldn’t disobey him.You didn’t kill me and now you’re stuck with me, whether you like it or not.I am coming with you.”
He wanted to argue with her, but there was this look in her eye.
“And let’s face it, if you’re going to my parents’ house, it is not like you’re going to know what you’re looking for.You’re going to need me to show you around the house.”
Dmitriy gritted his teeth.He worked alone.However, she made some valid points, and if they were able to find the cabin, he had a feeling those that hunted him would be able to find this safe house.
“Fine, follow me, but shut the fuck up,” he said.
He needed to think, and whenever Anastasia talked, he struggled to think.He liked listening to her talk.It calmed him.
He had to protect her.And to do that, he had to keep his head in the game.
****
Anastasia couldn’tbelieve she had demanded to come with Dmitriy, and that he had said yes.That was insane.Completely, one hundred percent crazy.
And yet, she was in the car, and they were on the street where she had grown up.She had been quiet during the entire drive here.Dmitriy had demanded that she not talk, so silence was the only answer.
Silence, and being left alone with her thoughts of coming back home to a house she had not seen in four years.The last time she had been here, her mother had cried, her brothers wouldn’t look at her, and her father kicked her out.
She had gone, and been happier for it.Even when her father visited her at work, he never bridged that gap.He was always cold.Never one to give anything away.
Seeing her old home, she felt pain.It was a shock to the system, and she wasn’t prepared for it.This was home, and she’d been told to never come back.There had been no doubt in her mind about the decision she had made.Being forced to marry a man who was evil, she just couldn’t do it.It had been the final straw.
“Are you okay?”Dmitriy asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine.Is this where ...you ...you know?”She took a deep breath.
“Let’s go.”
Of course he wouldn’t answer that.What sane person would?The street was quiet, but then she couldn’t recall ever seeing or hearing kids playing in the street.It had always been quiet.The noise of kids hadn’t been appreciated.Even her own father had been pissed when she’d been out in the backyard, making noise.He would tell her to shut the fuck up.He was a good and a bad father.
Dmitriy grabbed her hand, and together they walked toward her front door.Right before her eyes, each moment she walked toward his front door flashed through her mind.Her mother’s laughter, along with her father’s.The anger.Sometimes the hatred of this house.It was a family home of mixed emotions, but she figured most families had the same experience.
The door was locked, and Anastasia, in a strange way, didn’t like the fact the house was still standing.It meant that something wasn’t right.In the whole Gnesin Bratva, a family execution meant total annihilation.Their very existence burnt to the ground.Why would Nikolai Gnesin keep her family home?He didn’t even know she was alive.It made no sense to her.None of this made any sense.
The locked doors didn’t keep Dmitriy out.He bent down and pulled out two pieces of what looked like metal.She didn’t ask any questions, and with a few twists and turns, the door opened.
