The Emotionless Bride

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Ruslan stood next to me holding on to my hand, is this going to be a thing, he seems to like holding it. I wish the crowd had stayed to watch Sophia come storming back into the room showing her true colours. I knew not to move as Sophia is very crafty. She will come back into the room to try and find dirt on someone, grabbing the glass they drank out of or something they held on to.

Once before I was at a place like this it was a smaller ball following a lead. She got rejected by a Don who was recently married, not liking it she waited for the crowd to thin, the Don being near to last out, she grabbed his glass, put it in her bag and walked out. Next thing he was being black mailed for r**e. Apparently, he drugged her and done the deed to her. The glass he drank out of she put in the hotel room, she took a drug laced drink, so the blood test confirmed she was drugged. I see she took a guard to her room that night, and he was rough with her. This gave the perfect story.

I stepped in behind the scenes not letting him get in trouble and losing his marriage. When someone is innocent, I will defend them. Being a witness and getting photos on my phone on what she done the case was dropped. The family have never got along with my dad since. I never let them know I was the one to give the evidence.

Ruslan asked how I knew she would do this, and I told him the story. He looked angry but also his lips twitching.

‘’Why she would think she would have anything on me is a mystery, and she has got some balls to even try it.’’ He spoke seeming to be talking to himself at the end. Sophia really did have balls on her as my dad was always the one to bail her out. It is how he is starting to get in debt having to pay people out and soon he could be heading for bankruptcy if he keeps spending his money the way they all are.

Ruslan tugged my hand to get me to walk with him behind the stage leaving his men to carry on cleaning up the body. The ball turned out not to be a waste of time. I at least got to drop a body. Now though I do not know what to do or say. I would always kill, clean and leave. Yet Ruslan is not letting go of my hand, still walking me with him not stopping when we got round the back of the stage, remembering the map in my head we were heading towards the back door that leads to an alleyway. This started to make my heart race faster again, all I could think about was my bag with my weapons, when suddenly the other man who was at my dads was next to us and had my bag.

Before I could ask, he told me he got everything and had double checked around the room to make sure nothing was forgotten. This made me feel better. We went through the back door, and a car was there waiting. Ruslan opened the door to the back. I stood eyeing him up wondering what he was doing. A bit late, but something about this man is making me slip.

‘’Its ok we are just taking you home is all.’’ I didn’t move at first as I enjoyed the sound that came out of him. I have heard people do this before, but I had never liked the sound of it, but with Ruslan I liked it.

‘’Sorry I didn’t mean to laugh at you.’’ Ruslan quickly said. A laugh was what it was called. I had never done that nor was I ever taught it when I was growing up. The first time I see someone do this was after my uncle had died and I went out on my first paid job.

Feeling my shoulders relax I got into the car going across to the other side. I checked the locks and made sure the window opened. Again, Ruslan laughed as he slipped in next to me the other man got in the front to drive.

The ride was silent, but comfortable, as if I was at home I could feel myself relax. We made it to my building, this is when I felt uncomfortable, what do I do now? Do I just get out? Do I have to do something?

As the car came to a stop the driver who I still do not know the name of looked into the middle mirror and said goodbye to me, nodding his head. I copied him on what he done, and opened my door to see Ruslan was there, hand stretched out waiting for me. Again, he is making me slip with looking out on my surroundings. I put my hand in his as I now know this is what he wants and he started walking with me to the building, through the door and started going up the stairs. I wasn’t sure what was happening.

‘’What are you doing?’’ I had to ask as we getting close to the floor I lived on. Him not telling me what was going on was annoying me.

‘’Just walking you to your door.’’ Was all the reply I got, not even looking at me.

‘’Why?’’ I don’t understand why he was doing this; I am more than capable of walking myself.

Ruslan didn’t say anymore on the matter just took me to my door. I wasn’t sure what I had to do, so I pulled out my keys and opened the door, when Ruslan walked in front of me through my door flicking on lights as he went. I had just noticed he had my bag in his other hand. Again, this man is making me slip up, what is it about him that is making me slip up.

He went to my bedroom and put the bag on my bed. I just followed him watching what he was doing. He then walked through to the kitchen switching the kettle on. I just stayed back watching his every move.

Pulling down a cup he made me a coffee, just how I like it. This put me on alert. When he leaves, I will be hunting for the hidden camera he has put in here. He walked to the living room with the cup of coffee on the table, gestured for me to sit down. I went to the sofa and sat down. He then looked around, nodded his head, walked over to me, his lips touched the top of my head, and he walked out the door.

I couldn’t stop blinking and I am sure I looked like Sophia did at the ball when she was fluttering her eye lashes.

Not sure how long I sat trying to figure out what the hell just happened, I grabbed my coffee which was just lukewarm and downed it. Getting up I looked around my flat for the hidden camera and couldn’t find anything at all. This raised my suspicions more, how the hell did he know how I like my coffee, surely you need to see what someone likes to know.

Giving up for the night I got in the shower and ready for bed, I was tired, not from the day, but from Ruslan, since he announced me as his new wife and from then it has been whiplash on me not knowing what was going on.

Laying sown in bed, I got thinking about what my life would have been like if my mum never died and me being sent away. Would I have still trained to kill, to fight or do anything at all? Would I have been happy? I know I would have been married off, but would I want that?

It was a strange world it would have been, and I just couldn’t imagine it. I have never known anything apart from my training. Looking at my knuckles I could see the scars still across them from when my uncle used the cane in on them when I had done something wrong. It was also to train me to make me stronger and learn to tolerate torture.

I prayed to God to ask for guidance, and I did not know this territory, suddenly my uncles voice came into my head, I cannot go against my training as it will get me killed. Confused with what has happened, I gave up for the night.

Sighing I just rolled over and fell asleep.