PART 2

Twenty-six years earlier.......

A twenty-one-year girl in Russia...

Looking at my small baby boy I just kissed his forehead. All I wanted for him was to be safe and loved. I wanted to give him everything he lacked that I could.

His father, the eldest son of the Pakhan, hadn't come to see his own son. He hadn't stepped in this room or even said a word all through the pregnancy. Now it has been more than three months since his birth. It was nothing but a duty he had to go through on the word of his father and provide with an heir.

I could understand how he felt about the loss of his children and last wife but punishing me and his other son for it wasn't worth it.

We never married for love. I had always known that. In this vicious world of violence and power love was something that all you could get from your parents if you were lucky. I was loved by my mother while all my father has seen me as nothing but a transaction. Just a way to get closer to the family of the Pakhan.

When she had gone missing with the child everyone was in chaos. Everyone was searched through and looked for. However, in the end, the Pakhan had been angry at her for bringing such a disgrace to the family. She hated the violence and didn't want the same thing for her children. I think she was naive enough to think all of that. Once we were born into this we either be in it or be dead.

Many said she was pregnant with another child when she had run away but no one dared to speak in front of the Pakhan and his family. All everyone was said to believe that someone had kidnapped the whole family. With no other choice, we had to believe that. My husband still loved her and looked for her crazily.

Love the only thing was nothing but a hoax. It couldn't exist between us because in the end men will always go off the path in this life we lived in violence.

Rumors all around were that it was the illegitimate child of the Pakhan who had done all of it. However, in the end, nothing was clear yet.

Some said she went on her own, some said she was forced, some said she was lied to but all we knew was she was nowhere to be found and no one had found her and the kids yet. His eldest son was the next in the line to be the Pakhan, the present Pakhan was living on borrowed time and it was his last wish to make sure the future was secured and I had fulfilled my duty by giving the family a son, an heir.

I did my duty even though I was treated as nothing more than a slave or maid. My husband didn't even like the shadow of me. My father didn't want me hanging back at our house. Hence I was forced to confine myself in the small room given to me.

A knock on the door had me looking up towards the door. I couldn't say anything because around four to five men rushed inside followed by my husband.

I held my baby boy tighter.

"It's time," he said and I just didn't understand.

But maybe I should have from the start because the next thing I knew my father was pushed into the room, bleeding and tied.

Present

Viktor

I looked at my little bride through the computer screen, sleeping peacefully on a small iron bed. Just because she was Ivan Nicholoi's daughter didn't mean that she would get all the luxuries. It all depended very well on me what she got and what she doesn't. She was beautiful but I had seen better than her though I was sure when I was done with her she would look better than ever.

However, I couldn't deny the fact that she was weak and had a lot to learn.

Above that she was pregnant. It was going to be a lot to deal with but there was enough time.

If people could wait all their life to kill someone what was few years going to be more for me. I had waited my whole life for it.

I had no problem with the kid though but the same couldn't be said about her father or Ivan. I had to make sure to convince him that it would be nothing but helpful for us. Valencia could be controlled but her father would be out for the blood of the child ever since he came to know whose child he was.

Demyan had killed Ivan's son and hence Ivan saw that killing his son would be the break-even point. An eye or an eye had never worked out though according to me. It eventually results in creating more problems and enemies. Everything has a time and Ivan just wanted to rush everything. He was becoming senile with the time passing by, losing his sanity too even since his son died. I knew soon he would be losing his mind.

"Boss," I heard the knock on the door as Cillian peeked through the door.

"The doctor is here," he informed before opening the door wide open for her. Sitting straighter I looked as the middle-aged doctor came in. She was one of the few people that I could trust. Everyone who had known me knew it well that breaking my trust would only result in their last breaths.

"Dr. Elaine, I hope you had checked her as thoroughly as I had asked for and have something to help me off with my plan." Before bringing Valencia here I had taken her to Dr. Elaine to have her checked and know about the limitations of her body.

She was weak and fragile and, in this stage, she was of no use to me right now. I had to know how far I could bend her body before she broke and I had no desire for that. If I wanted to break her, I could have just stabbed a knife right into her abdomen. She was good as dead if I broke her and I had more of an interest in turning into unbreakable.

"I did and we can't push her into much physical exertion." I sighed at her words being not really happy with it. She should have got right into but the child was really putting off some of my best-laid plans.

"What else?" She took out her file from the bag.

"She would be due around the early winters. There won't be problems after birth. However, I have prepared for the worst situation if it comes to premature birth or miscarriages. You would need to feed her vitamins and nutrients all the time and she is good to go and wouldn't need a hospital too." She told me without lifting her eyes to meet mine. It was hard to meet the eyes of the man who had killed her husband with many others but I knew deep inside she had wanted the bastard to die, sadly the feeling came only after his death.

She never knew what went behind the closed doors and when I killed him, she had come after me. I wanted to laugh at how she came willingly to me once I showed her the horror of the way her husband conducted things in his pediatrics office. She never complained when I killed her husband's colleagues.

She had stepped over and at one point taking things in her own hand making me see her worth.

"What about poisons?" She smiled at the word. The poison had been her friend and it was the first of the reason I kept her alive. She could make the deadliest combination and would be able to kill you off without knowing. This woman had nothing to lose but she did it for the sake of killing people like her husband. But everything could not be in black and white. There were grey areas too. Within six months she had understood that well enough to never question me ever again.

"She would be good for it." I looked into her eyes and it was the spark I saw there.

"You will start off from next week, be here next Saturday morning." I dismissed her on the snap of my finger. Cillian, my right-hand man, stepped right in as she left. I knew it well that he had heard everything.

"So, we are going to keep her?" I looked at him with my lips turned upwards. He was loyal to Ivan and the syndicate but more than that he was loyal in debt to me. "Without letting Ivan know that we have her here?"

"She is going to be the best-kept secret for the next five months." I stood up from my chair looking at the screen where she laid peacefully.

"What happens after that?" The curiosity in his words pleased me.

"Then she kills herself." I felt him stiffen under my words. Some things had to be done without looking back, without any regrets.

Let me know your thoughts.
What do you think about this Viktor?
What does he want?
Will Demyan be a knight in shinning armor?
Would someone help Valencia or she would have to accept her fate.