Master's Doll

Chapter Seven

Vladmir's eyes snapped to the staircase where the coy smallish young lady stood. Her innocence made him tame. It drove his rage away. Her eyes were wandering around the faces of the people in the house.

They all marvelled at her beauty. She was undoubtedly a goddess in the guise of a young 19 year old lady. She seemed to be scared ad what seemed like an argument going on here.

"Amira, you wake up?" He answered as he rushed to her side. She couldn't bear to stare him in the eye from fear. He helped her down the stairs to his family. His mother was very enraged now.

"Eto iz - za etogo bespoleznoy veshchi , kotoruyu vy smeyete podnyatʹ svoy golos u tvoyey materi ?! Vladmir Abdulov vangestina ?!(Is it because of this worthless thing that you dare raise your voice at your mother?! Vladmir Abdulov Vandestine?!)" His mother roared at him.

Amira flinched and hid behind Vladmir in fear of his mother's wrath. Her around his waist gripping hard as though her life depended on it. The fear she had alone made Vladmir more angry at his mother.

"Yesli eto iz - za Amira , ya ubʹyu vsekh matʹ ! Teperʹ vy libo prinimayete yeye kak moyu zhenu , libo vy opirayete menya kak svoyego syna ! Anastasiya Balashcheva!(If it is because of Amira, I'll kill everyone mother! Now you either accept her as my wife or you disown me as your son! Anastasia Balaschov!)" He spat at his mother to the tremor of everyone.

Never had he called his mother by her full name and it was a sin to do that in his family history. This not only was a sin, but implied that the child was ready to disown his very parents.

Vladmir held on tight to Amira as he is here her out of the house not minding his mother's wails and the curses his other family members were throwing on him.

"Me and you go my house at Moscow?" He asked Amira. All she could do was to give him a small nod as he sat her down at the back seat of his car and drove off to his house in the capital.

After contacting the elderly maid at his home to make amendments to Amira's room, he tried to engage her in a talk but she was in a deep pensive mood. He didn't think now was the time to speak.

They arrived at his great mansion in Moscow and Amira was very much amazed at this. She wondered who exactly this man was. His home screamed money and even at that time, his house was as posh as modern day houses.

He helped her out of the car and carried her into the house. The nice elderly maid met them outside and ushered them in. There, he introduced Amira to the maid and showed her her new room. Amira was shocked out of her wits to see the grandest room she had ever imagined. And it was all hers.

The beam in her eyes alone made Vladmir want to take her in a taut hug. And like she knew it, she gave him his very first hug. Never had he been hugged before. At least since he turned 7. It was a whole new feeling to him. He felt all sort of tingles circulating through his body. He couldn't help but hug her back.

Amira rated with him for as long as she could remember. He would go to work very early in order to come home early to Amira. Amira taught him a lot of new words in English anytime he was free. And soon, his English was as good as an English man's. Amira had observed that during this time, she had developed a very strong feeling towards this man. One that she had never felt before. She knew she loved him and knew he loved her, but she was too scared to deal with it.

He never saw the beauty of life but this young girl showed him. He saw the need to protect her with everything he owned. Even though his mother had cut ties with him, he felt that Amira should know the truth about him and to understand him.

It was a 2 way thing. It was either he confessed and she accepted him for who he was or he confessed and lost her in the process. He knew he had to do this. But it was very hard for him. There were times he thought of never telling her the truth but his heart would disagree with him. He had learnt to follow his heart and so he knew he had to tell her.

Amira was completely oblivious of the fact that, she was with a very dangerous man and an extremely deadly killing beast. The worse part was, he was in love. He was so kind and gentle and most of all very sensitive to her needs. He always made sure that all she needed was available and she couldn't help but fall for him.

"Malyshka?(Baby girl)" he called out to her one evening when he arrived from work. He knew the day was now. The day he was going to confess his love and his real identity to her. He knew she would find it hard to take it in but he had to try.

"Vladimir. You're back!" She exclaimed in a happy tone. Her happy tone made his heart happy and sad at the same time. What if today was the last day he would ever see her this happy?

"Amira? I have something very important to tell you. It's been hidden in me from the very moment I met you. I've always wanted to tell you bit I was scared of your response. I was scared of how you will react if you found out the true me. I needed to make sure you would still be mine when I told you. But I've realised that keeping you in suspense wasn't right and I want to always do the right thing for you my dear. You see, the truth about me is that, I was born into a family of very dangerous elite groups of people. My father was Abdul Raheem Vandestine, the feared gang leader and drug lord of Russia. I took over the gang after he died when I was 16 years old. I was very ruthless and heartless and it earned me the nickname 'Dracula'. I must admit, I've killed many, I'm still killing many and will kill many. But ever since I met you, I knew our hearts were destined to be together. I love you so much that, I don't ever want to do anything to lose you. I swear, I don't know how to love or what love is, bit I know love you. With all my heart and everything. It's going to be hard for you to take in, I know. But I know as much as I love you, you love me too. I beg of you to understand me and try to accept me and my love for who we are. Because I've never regretted loving you Amira. And I do hope this finds you well because without you, baby, my life is meaningless and atrocious. I really do. I love you baby" he whispered as tears poured down her orbs.

She was so shocked and yet so proud of him for being able to tell her his mind. That explained why everyone who saw them together looked very scared and very puzzled.

"I'm proud of you Vlad. I love you too" she whispered into his ear and slowly she went senseless. She tore off his short like a hungry tigress. He saw the need in her eyes.

"Do it" she whispered and he couldn't deny her. He gave her everything he had. He forced her through the gates of

unending erotica. Savouring her flanks. Moans and groans and pants and screams.

Vladimir had claimed her. It was only after they had wasted themselves that she realised her fault. She had had s*x with this man whom she wasn't married to. Then she burst into more tears. He didn't know what to do.

"Why?" She asked him softly.

"The need was visible in your eyes baby" he whispered.

"I'm scared Vladmir. I've sinned. I was never supposed to do this with you. I'm not married. I'm Muslim and your not..." He stopped her bickering

"Hush! My father was a Muslim yet he married myom who wasn't. What makes you think I won't marry you?" He questioned.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I mean, if you accept me, I'll make you my Mrs. And we're going to be very happy" He whispered. She smiled at that and nodded.

"I love you Amira"

"I love you too"

With that, a whole new section of love making begun. From fingering, to licking to trusting then humming, then moaning and groaning and screams and panting and continuously savouring her flanks. All over again they claimed each other.

Few months later they got married, the Islamic way. Vladmir's family wanted nothing to do with them. And Vladmir didn't give a crap about it. Soon their first son Maxim was born. And that was when Vladmir's family decided to come back to him.

The second son Jaxon came 4 years later and 4 years later too, the last baby was a beautiful young girl called Riya. She was very beautiful and so innocent looking.

The pride and joy of her family. She was cherished so much because of the circumstances surrounding her birth. She was born on the same day as her father's and that was one of the more reason why her kidnapping when she was just 3 years old brought pain and conflict to the family.

Her parents had entrusted her to one of the maids to take care of while they were away for some work. They returned only to find out that their last born child had been kidnapped by some armed men in a black van while the maid had taken the baby for an evening stroll.

This piece of news broke Amira's heart and she fell into a serious case of depression. She had almost committed suicide if not for the intervention of her husband and her children.

Vladimir had reverted back into his primitive barbaric ways after that. At least to outsiders but to his wife and his now fully grown sons, he was the most caring and loving father and husband in the world.

He missed his little Mama bear and swore that should he find her in the captive of her kidnapper, he would turn the world into a killing arena. Such a very powerful and ruthless man. No wonder his sons had taken after him.

His eldest son Maxim was a beast just like his father and swore to find his little sister and destroy who ever kidnapped her or whoever she was in captive. Jaxon the second son was a slow poison beast. He was very quiet yet very brutal.

They loved their mother very much and never liked to see her cry. And whoever caused the tears in their mother's eyes would die a gruesome death.

Present day

"Father! There has been news according to Ryder that, they have spotted a young girl who is exactly the replica of our sister Riya!" Maxim announced happily as he barged into his father's office.

Immediately after that information was sputtered, Vladmir's face lit up. Was he finally going to get back his baby? Was she safe? Was his Mama Bear coming back to him?

"What?! Where? How? When? " he asked hurriedly.

"She's in the States father, and we got information that she is in the captive of a strange man. The exact location is not yet known father" Maxim answered.

"Get ready my son. We're going to the States! And oh, don't let your mother know lest she freaks out okay?" Maxim smiled at his father before nodding and leaving.

"Finally, my baby. I'm going to destroy that bastard who dared hurt you!" He said to himself as he took out a giant sharp sword from his underground weapon base.

The Wallace Sword. It wa some of the most powerful, sharpest and dangerous swords of all time and he was going to kill this bastard with it.

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