Valencia

"I don't think that anything she told would be of much help to us." I just sat there with my head lowered as Natalia and someone called Hector talked to find out the whereabouts of my child. I had no fucking need to be here but some free rein to roam around the house was really needed which clearly I wouldn't have got even if I seduced Demyan with all I might.

Tomorrow there was going to be a charity event here right in the house. It was one of the celebrations before the couple left for a honeymoon to one of the private islands Demyan owned. The wedding didn't happen but the charity even couldn't be canceled.

One of the people at the party was Demyan's uncle, Dimitrio. Viktor held a lot of hatred for this man and I had no idea why. At times I had tried to probe the subject but he had gotten so much mad that he had left without words to not return for days. I had thought he was going and fucking some woman and I really didn't care at all to even start with.

I had never really loved my husband, we were friends with mutual benefit with a mutual aim. We both wanted to hurt Demyan. We both had our reasons. I did feel sad for what he did to Viktor and sometimes I swayed with feelings about all the injustice done to him. Maybe I related to it somewhere because my own family had done the same to me. However, I could also never forget that Viktor was also the one who had dragged me into a bigger mess. Maybe in the upcoming future, I would make him pay too. Only time will tell.

"It's all right but you actually got a time period from it. She had a full-term pregnancy so we just need to ransack Viktor's whereabouts around that time. We can do this if we dig deeper, Alerik," Natalia stood by my side confidently. I just wanted to punch her and ask how could she ooze such confidence after destroying all of me.

"I will try to do my best," Alerik answered and before he could say more he was interrupted by someone coming into the room. It was one of the guards. I was sure he was in a higher position because he could always barge in how he liked and he was always around my door keeping an eye on me.

"The boss is calling her urgently," he just said out entering the room.

"We are coming," Natalia replied and started to talk back to Alerik.

"He said right now and only her," this man had an attitude maybe. Natalia breathed out a sigh and I could tell looking at her that she was annoyed.

"Then I will escort her there myself or do I need to write that up and make you understand," Natalia snapped at him.

"Let's go, Valencia," Natalia was pissed. I just got up and followed her acting as I was this oh-so innocent victim.

"Sometimes I just want to strangle some people you know, even my husband and brother," she said as we walked side by side. I wanted to laugh at her words because I wanted to do the same. Life would have been far easier if you could just put a bullet in people's heads and be over with it. Sadly that wasn't possible always.

"Here we are," she opened the door and we both entered only to see a fuming Demyan. I won't lie but there was something really amazing about looking at him when he was angry. It had always done something to my libido and the effect was still there but so was disgust inside me for feeling that.

"If you want to say something about why she is out then all of that is on me," Natalia explained like she knew it was this he was mad about.

"I have nothing wrong with that but I need to speak to Valencia alone about something else." There was a dark undertone in his voice. I just stared at him as I was here in his office.

"You can speak freely in front of me-" Natalia was adamant about not leaving.

"Just leave, Natalia. If you don't I will have to call your husband to just drag you out of here," I didn't feel anything good coming out of his words. What was he so fucking mad at? Natalia stared at him for a whole one minute before leaving us both alone. Demyan was quick in his steps, moving past him he just banged the door close.

Did he want to break it because it would have been easier than banging it with that damn force?

"Do you have something to tell me?" He didn't ask he demanded as he whirled me around to face him.

"I'm asking you something," he hold my arm grew tighter and yes, I was in fucking pain but I loved the way he was pissed off. I wanted to show him some of my moves but I controlled.

"My hearing is not fucked, and it doesn't matter if I have to say something or not because there is something you want to know so just ask rather than hurting me." I didn't have any intention to back down. I was a victim and it was established well. There was no way would they believe me if I turned out to be submissive because surviving Vitor was nothing easy. His grip on my hand grew easy but he didn't let go of my hand.

"I would rather show you," he spat as he dragged me towards his chair. Pushing me to sit on it his hands went to my throat as he held it straight to make me look up at the computer screen in front of me. His hold was threatening around my throat. It was as if any wrong move and he would strangle me.

"Try to tell me about this," I looked at the photos clearly and all I saw was me wrapped around Viktor. For a moment I was stunned at what I was seeing but I controlled myself. They were poorly taken in the dark. I didn't think that I had ever allowed something like that. I was no saint and I had rolled in the bed with Viktor many times. Call it love or lust we were there in the bed enjoying each other. He was the only person I could trust when all the hopes were lost. Something like this wouldn't be his work at all.

"What do you expect me to say about it?" My voice was neutral as I spoke. I had to tread carefully because I could sense something being shady. Demyan chuckled at my words and it was filled with a dangerous tone.

"You really don't have anything to say about this?" His hands wrapped around my neck roughly and he tilted my neck so our eyes met. I could see the devil lurking in those eyes. A devil who wanted to play and hurt me at the same time.

"You let that man fuck him, didn't you?" His fingers dig into my neck tightly and though it was hurting I was accustomed to it. The jealousy burned through those eyes like never before. It won't lie that it didn't excite me. I was a bad girl once but now I was drowned in filth.

"Did you really expect that I won't be harmed there, Demyan?" I put my hands over his. "Or did you think that I won't be touched by anyone else but you ever again in life?" my eyes bored into his.

"Wait you didn't even expect me to be alive and even if I was then these hands of yours would have surely finished the unfinished business you left behind." My small nails dig into the flesh of his skin. I could see it hurt.

"Never. I would have never hurt you," he was raging mad hearing those words. Letting go of my neck his hand went into my hair pulling on them harshly making me moan in pain.

"You were always mine and always will be," I could hear the possessiveness in that voice. A claim to be made where there couldn't be any.

"Even when others had used what was yours," my voice filled with pain and a set of fake tears. "Even when you are married and I'm nothing to you." Damn, I loved to see those painful expressions cross over his face. What a sight. He was mad, pissed off, angry, and hurting. God, I wanted to make him bleed from the inside out just from the battling emotions he was going through.

Letting go of me he took a step back. It pinched me to see all this because I really didn't want it to end like this. I wanted to play too. The big bad kitty wanted to hurt the big devil.

"Yes, he touched me. He fucked me just like you did. Used me because he too wanted to have the taste of what you claimed to be yours. Want to know the pissed off part was that after a time I got used to him fucking me and using me because I realized that there was no you coming to save me." I wanted to punish him.

"I buried you, Valencia," he shouted.

"Not a good enough reason for you to forget about me." I stood from the chair and moved towards where he was. Our eyes were onto each other and we were playing a game of power.

"I don't think you wouldn't have found me if you had tried hard. You gave up on me, Demyan!" My voice rose with every step I took towards him. "For months I hoped you would come for me and my child but you just didn't. The moment You found that body I bet you would have breathed in a sigh of relief that I was dead." My hands went on the window behind him, trapping him in between my body and the glass. I brought in my own set of theatrics as my eyes looked into his.

"I just didn't lose my life but I was stripped out of my dignity, self-esteem, body, and everything because you hated me enough to not look for me. You wanted to kill our child, Demyan. In this grand scheme of yours, you didn't mind even killing me an innocent and you are here asking me that I let him fuck me." I banged the glass behind him with anger spewing in my teary eyes.

"You know why I'm so desperate for my child?" I asked the fucker who just stared into my eyes. "Because I did everything for my child. I let anyone hurt me, punch me, touch me and fuck me because I cared so much for the well-being of my child. His touch made spiders crawl under my skin but I suffered it all. Every hit he gave me or others gave me. All the scars and bruises I took even after my child was born because I wanted it to be safe." I screamed at him.

"So yes I let that man fuck me. Let others touch me because I had someone to keep safe." Fake tears rolled down my cheeks. "I took the responsibility where you failed Demyan. Unlike you, I didn't want to be a failure for my child."

"Stop it!" he yelled at me pulling on my hair. My neck arched from the way he pulled at my hair roughly. I just loved the pain. He was mad and angry. There was a different kind of thrill in this game between him and me.

"You can point your fingers at me but you don't know half the shit I went through," I didn't fight him as his other hand moved right over my neck.

"Oh, I know. All you did was find a fucking complacent woman to replace me and keep you warm," My hand went right over his on my neck.

"Tell me does she lets you lose your senses just like I did because I surely did that for you and even that Viktor," Oh did that have him boiling in anger.

"Stop being a bitch, Valencia," he screamed as he pushed me over his table in anger. My head banged on the wood a bit roughly and rather than stopping I laughed like a maniac.

"Isn't that all you considered me in all your life? A bitch that you could use and play as you liked it but sorry to tell you this but my memories will haunt you till your last breath even if you replace me with endless women," the words were just flowing. The pent-up frustration from the last three years was taking over.

"I loved you," he screamed on my face.

"Just like you love your new wife," I retorted seeing my words changing something.

"I will show you how much I love you," saying that his lips smashed on mine. His hands were all over me. My top was being ripped from the top. Pinching me on my but the forced me to open my lips. I resisted for just a few seconds before I let myself lose in the past that we once shared. My hands grabbed on his hair.

My pussy was wet to the core. I hated him but my body knew his touch. He still knew my body to the back of my hand. Even the years had passed and I had surrendered my body to somebody else but it still responded to his touch like it was yesterday.

I was sore from bruises but with the roughness, he touched me, groped me, and kissed me was still welcomed. His lips left mine and traveled down to my boobs. Without mercy he sucked them and I moaned in the pain and pleasure I received.

His fingers were pulling on my pants going to my wet core. I was anticipating the touch but it never came.

"Demyan," everything came to a halt as we both heard the feminine voice. The door was locked, wasn't it? My eyes traveled to see Demyan staring towards the door in utter shock. The hands receded from my pants, the lips from my nipples.

I arched my neck to see that door was wide open and standing there was the beautiful bride-to-be, Sophia.

Writer's Note

Sorry, I couldn't update for a while. I was in hot waters and yeah couldn't update. Is Sophia going to create a scene or not. What's going to happen next. In the next chapter Dimitrio will be there. Let's hope Valencia doesn't kill him before he speaks. The next chapter will be in three days and it would be longer than this one. Love you all. And do comment if you could.