Episode 5

Chapter 5: Irina

Dmitry treats me so well that I don't know what to think. He doesn't hurt me during intimacy — on the contrary, I feel good. I feel pleasure when he touches me, and in his arms I feel like nothing can harm me. But I'm afraid something will happen and he'll decide he doesn't want me by his side anymore. After watching a movie with him — something I never did with my ex, and I enjoyed it so much — I fell asleep on his chest. When I woke up, he was still sleeping, so I got up and covered him with a blanket. Then I went upstairs to the bedroom, took a shower, and got dressed. When I was ready, the door opened and Dmitry came in.

"Wait for me so we can have breakfast together. I have to work today, but first I need to introduce you to some people," Dmitry said, and I nodded.

I sat on the edge of the bed to wait for him. He came out wrapped in a towel and continued to his closet. I have to admit, he is a truly handsome and sexy man. Just seeing his muscles made my cheeks flush. He came out dressed in a tailored suit.

"Comb my hair, please," Dmitry asked, and I went over to him. I took his hair gel, added a little to his hair, and styled it. He smiled at me and pulled me toward him, making me fall onto his lap.

"Don't ever leave before I wake up. I like waking up and having you be the first thing I see," he said, and I nodded. He kissed me for a long while.

"Let's go down. I want to introduce you to the staff." He wouldn't let me off his chair. Instead, we went down together in the elevator, and when we reached the living room, four men in suits were waiting.

"This is Leon, your driver. He knows sign language and will take you wherever you indicate, at any hour," he said, introducing me to a man of about fifty.

"A pleasure," I said in sign language.

"The pleasure is mine. I'm at your service," Leon replied.

"Now, these are the Johnson brothers. They'll be your bodyguards, along with Leon. They know sign language and will follow you everywhere. And him — well, you don't need to know his name. He'll watch over you from the shadows, so that when you see him, you don't feel like you're in trouble," Dmitry said.

After the introductions, they left. Dmitry and I went to have breakfast. Martha is an excellent cook, so I devoured everything.

"The specialist will arrive this afternoon to evaluate you, so if you go out, remember to be back before lunch," Dmitry said.

"Would you mind if I worked?" I typed on my phone. He stared at me intently for a few seconds in silence.

"What do you know how to do?" Dmitry asked, still watching me closely. Quickly, I searched my email for a resume I had already prepared for job hunting, along with my university documents, and showed him my phone. He reviewed it carefully and raised an eyebrow, incredulous.

"So my queen is a full-fledged professional. I like that. You know what? I don't have a secretary. Would you be interested in the position?" Dmitry proposed. I took the phone back to type.

"Secretaries have to make a lot of phone calls," I pointed out.

"Don't worry. You'll handle the paperwork, emails, and coordination, and my personal assistant, Luciano, will take care of the calls and attend the in-person meetings. So, do you accept?" Dmitry asked. I nodded happily.

"Good. You start next week. Today you need to meet with the specialist, and over the course of the week I want you to give this place your personal touch. You have complete freedom to change whatever you want," Dmitry said. He wheeled his chair close to me, gave me a gentle kiss, then left for work — but not before placing a limitless gold card in my hands.

"Ma'am, the master ordered me to help you change whatever you'd like and accompany you wherever you wish to go," Martha said.

"I want to look at some curtains. The mansion doesn't have much color," I typed on my phone.

"Perfect. We can go and be back before the specialist arrives," Martha said.

"Let me get my purse," I typed on my phone.

"I'll go let the driver and the guards know," Martha said.

I went upstairs to find a purse where I put my phone and the card Dmitry had given me. I think I really can get used to a life with him. He's good to me, and so far he hasn't yelled at me or mistreated me. On top of that, he's going to let me work with him and wants to help me speak again. Even though his face is very intimidating when he's serious, he's been very good to me.

I came downstairs with my purse and Martha was already waiting. Outside, the driver opened the car door for us, and the guards followed on two motorcycles. Martha, who knew the perfect place to buy the best curtains — or have them custom-made — gave directions to the driver, and he took us there. When we arrived, we saw an endless array of colors, fabrics, and designs. In the end, I liked a sky-blue one, but we would need to change the wall color to match.

"The master said you could change whatever you wanted," Martha commented, and she was right.

"Then let's find some workers to start the renovation," I said, and she nodded. I hope Dmitry won't be upset, but he was the one who asked me to do this.

As we were leaving the curtain shop, to my bad luck, I ran into Ines and Steve Ivanov — my sister and my ex.

"Look who we have here, little sister. Did your old husband send you out to buy curtains for your house? Tell me — does it hurt when that old man touches you?" Ines said with a satisfied smile. Martha took my hand and I shook my head. I didn't want her to get into an argument with Ines.

I was about to leave, but Ines grabbed my hand. My guards quickly made her let go and kept her away from me so I could leave.

"From the looks of it, the old man's fallen in love with you. You even have security. You must be a good little whore," Ines kept talking, but I kept walking with Martha and we got into the car with the driver's help.

"Ma'am, are you all right?" Martha asked. I simply nodded.

They had hurt me for so long, and it still stung. It hurts knowing my father never loved me — or my mother. It hurts knowing they only see me as a nuisance, an object they can move around as they please. They're supposed to be my family, and I can't lean on them. Now all I have is Dmitry. I just met him, and he's already shown me more affection and warmth than my family ever did. He is my support right now. I know he wants a child, and I'm going to give him one. I want to be a mother too, and I know that being with him, everything will be all right. With him, I feel a safety I've never felt before. Well — I only ever felt that way as a little girl in my mother's arms, but that was so many years ago I had forgotten the feeling. Now, with Dmitry, I'm remembering it.

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