Irina's POV
I tried to free myself from Katya's grip but it was futile.
She was way stronger than me. Impressively stronger than she appears. Women like her spends their time training and exercising. While women like me spends their time scrubbing floors.
Her nails dug into my arm painfully.
She dragged me across the ground. Grass and bricks tore at my skin. My night dress tore in the process.
I winced in pain but Katya did not pay attention. I screamed for her to stop, but she did not care. She didn't not care that I was pregnant. And my baby could die.
She dragged me to the front yard. And I could see guards already standing there.
But they were not Dimitri's guards. I did not recognize any of them.
They formed a circle around me immediately. All pointing guns a
