Addicted to you

Chapter 3

I really don't know what my father was thinking. Poland and Russia we're enemies, people thought that we were close, we were friends, that we supported each other but that was wrong. We were rivals most of the time and every few months we were civil, my father had great power but so did the Russians, they were bigger than us but wasn't respected due to their behavior. Their leader was younger than my father though, Vladimir was only 25, he took over when he was 18, when his father was killed in a war. But again I'm just confused why we had to come here with him.

While we were waiting for i luggage man i had a look around the reception area, it was nice, well better than nice. My father would never step foot in a place that's not made for the best of the best, so me saying it's nice is being plain, this place is a luxury. I'm sure the building had over 100 floors and we were at the top, the penthouse suite, my mother would of loved this place before, she would of adored the decor, the fancy chandeliers, the old fashioned styled love seats.... All of it, she wouldn't want to leave but that was before she never left the four walls she calls her room.The lift only took us 3 minutes and the view was amazing, the elevator had glass so you could see out, the city life looked amazing.

The lift dropped us right to our room, we didnt have to walk through no hallway, the lift was our frontdoor, it was quite cool thinking about it,only us had access as we had to swipe our card to be gained access. Our suite was modern, but also looked fancy, there was too much to look at. My room was perfect, it had everyhting a girl could need, a nice spacious walldrobe, a big, and when i say big i mean huge bed, and the best thing about it was the balcony. I would be definitely eating my breakfast there and i didn't have to sneak off for a cigarette!

"Ivy moja księżniczka (My Princess) come here please I need to speak to you(" my father called, I didn't really want to go because I had a feeling I knew what it was going to be about, the same talk he's been on about the past couple of days. Walking out from my room I passed the living room and smiled at our most trusted guard Dawid before entering my fathers office. He didn't even notice that I had come in. My father the most powerful man I knew was staring into space with a worried look. He looked like he had been crying, he was tired and simply looked drained and stressed. My father never acted like this, he was always alert and well guarded.

"Ojciec (father) are you okay" I was worried, if he didn't hear me come in what if he didn't hear us getting attacked? He looked over at me and smiled, but his smile broke me heart, my father was suffering, he had something troubling his mind that was causing him a lot of pain. "proszę ojcze, wiem, że coś jest nie tak, kocham cię, chcę ci i." (please father i know something is wrong, i love you i want to help.)

"I'm fine księżniczka (princess) don't worry about me, tomorrow I'll be gone for most of the day, I need you to look after Laura" placing a cigar in his mouth and lighting it he continued " you will have three guards with you if you want to leave the suite, I don't mind Princess just be safe and follow there instructions"

I was confused, he brought us here to go out? To go shopping and have a sister day?

" jestem zdezorientowany, tato" (I'm confused papa) " I though we needed to come to a meeting or something with you, you told me to behave and respect the people and"

"wiem co powiedziałem, nie jestem głupi" (I know what I said I'm not stupid) he snapped, sighing he looked at me " I'm sorry I shouldn't of shouted, it's just please do as I say, I'm just trying to protect you" nodding I smiled, Laura is going to love tomorrow, I know for a fact she's going to get back at dad and spend a lot of money. Chuckling I said goodnight to my father and headed back to my room.

Before going to bed I made myself a hot chocolate and had a nice relaxing bath, waking up early is hard for me but falling to sleep is the easiest, I love sleep. But tonight wasn't that easy. I was thinking about a lot of things; my mothers behaviour, how my father has been acting recently, and being brought to Russia out of all the places when the history between us is not good. Looking at my phone I debated texting my mom, I knew for a fact I wouldn't get a reply but I missed her, I needed my mother right now, to hold me and to tell me that everything is going to be okay.

I sent it before I got to double check the message, putting the phone down I thought about what i said to her

ME: mamo, martwię się o ciebie, martwię się o tatę, jestem zestresowany. potrzebuję mojej matki z powrotem. proszę, wiedz, że cię wysłucham, mamo. Szkoda, że ​​nie jestem w domu, tylko w Rosji (mom im worried, im worried about you, im worried about papa, im stressed. i need my mother back. please know im hear for you mom, i wish i was at home and not in russia)

As I started to get comfy and started to drift off, my phone pinged, I quickly reached to get it and I was surprised that my mother text me back.

Mamo ❤️: "kochanie, kocham cię, przykro mi, ale trzymaj się od niego z daleka, oni cię chcą" (honey i love you, im sorry but stay away from him, they want you)