A STOLEN NAME

CHAPTER 10

*NATALIA'S SUITE*

Natalia is currently by the window, slightly raising the curtain and staring out like her habit.

Paval is currently walking towards Roman's suite, and she's smiling obsessively as she watches him.

Maybe he felt eyes on himself or something, but he suddenly looked up, straight at her window.

Their eyes met, and her smile widened, but he ignored her and continued his walk.

"What was that? Does he enjoy behaving like I don't exist or what? That piece of trash!" She went back into her room and picked up her lotion bottle.

She went back to the window and threw it at him, but it didn't even get to half of where he was, so she angrily punched the window, and the glass shattered.

"Big sis!" Katya entered the room, and she turned to face her.

Katya sighed, staring at Natalia's knuckles, which were already bleeding.

"Why are you here?" Natalia said.

Five minutes later, she was already sitting with Katya by her table, and Katya treated the knuckles before wrapping a bandage on them.

"You still enjoy hurting yourself," Katya said.

"It's fun," Natalia smiled, and Katya inched closer.

"No, at all," she whispered, and Natalia made faces.

Katya chuckled before standing, walking the yellow candle path till she got to Natalia's closet.

"You're not here to steal my clothes again, are you?" Natalia followed her.

"You rarely come out of this room to go shopping, so it'd be cruel to steal from you, but I'm taking this one!" Katya fished out a gown, and Natalia scoffed, resting on the door frame.

"What do you think about the new Leo guy?" Katya suddenly rushed back to her.

"Nothing, what else?" Natalia frowned.

"There seems to be a reason why Dimitri took him in, and I'm going crazy trying to figure it out," Katya replied curiously.

"And you think Dimitri is someone you can easily figure out?" Natalia said with a straight face.

"Exactly what I'm talking about! It's driving me nuts! Is he now into guys?" Katya replied.

"He's crazy about the female private part, so there's no way he'd suddenly turn gay," Natalia rolled her eyes.

"Natalia, aren't you too prim and proper? You still call it the female private part? It's called p***y" Katya smiled.

"Your headache," Natalia rolled her eyes, walking out of the closet.

"Big sis!!" Katya ran after her in a silly manner.

*MANOR*

As usual, the red lights are on in the interior of the house, and it's dead silent except for the sound of classical music coming from the workroom.

Dimitri is inside, and as expected, his hands are soiled with clay as he brought an image to life.

This time, the image he's molding is right in front of him.

It's one of the female mobsters, and she's naked.

She's sitting on a couch, spreading her legs wide in front of him and smiling as he molded her nakedness.

"I'm glad I got to be your model for tonight," she sheepishly said despite the fact that she was freezing.

Only a few mobsters have ever entered this manor, and a few can testify to the coldness.

There are several air conditioners in each room, and that's because Dimitri can't stand heat at all.

He hates it.

"But wouldn't it be better if you washed your hands right now and let's enter the bedroom? I'm actually more useful over there," the girl spoke again.

Dimitri's ears moved slightly . . . He's obviously getting distracted by her voice, and it's dangerous.

"Death, I said, we could actually make this more fun. Think about my p***y and how wet it is for you right now . . . I'm dripping so bad and . . .

That was the last statement she made because Dimitri got a gun from beside him and faced her.

Before she could scream, he shot her between the eyes, and her eyes stayed wide as she fell from the couch to the floor, her blood flowing.

Dimitri dropped the gun on the ground immediately, then he got some clay and poured it on her blood.

The blood served as water as he mixed the clay with it, then he used the bloody clay to finish her image.

He smiled cruelly at the masterpiece in front of him, but the smile didn't last as he went to another angle in the room where he keeps his masterpieces.

There are like ten images there, and he walked past them till he got to the one at the far end.

It's the image of a guy, and ADRIAN was written boldly on its forehead.

He was still staring blankly at it when he heard a voice outside.

"Master!!!"

It was Sophia's voice, so he washed his hands and wiped it before leaving the room, opening the main door.

Sophia's face came into view, and she immediately tried coming in, but the excess cold made her step back quickly.

"You still look shocked," Dimitri said.

"Of course... Why would you carry your fellow man in your arms?" She raised her chin.

"Drop that chin," he replied glaringly.

"How am I supposed to speak to my master if he hates face-to-face stares?" She replied, her chin still up.

"Brave," he smirked, and she blinked.

"Meaning you were referring to me back then at the torture house?" she said.

"Aren't you, Leo?" he replied, their eyes locking.

"I learned the use of guns within an hour, you could say that," she shrugged, and she saw something flash in his eyes, but it disappeared as fast as it came.

"Follow me," he ordered, going in.

"The cold is much" she replied, but he didn't reply, so she took a deep breath before stepping in.

She literally turned to frozen fish, and goosebumps appeared on her skin immediately.

Is he from this planet at all? This is literally a fridge.

How could a human live in this much cold?

She was already shaking before they arrived at his workroom, and she gasped when she saw the body on the ground.

"What the f**k! What did she do?"

"Do I have to tell you that?" he replied harshly.

"No... but...

"Get her body to the torture house. Drop it for the dogs," he said.

"Eh? Me?" She replied.

"You have a problem with that? Aren't you a man?" He faced her.

"It's just...

"Get her out of here," Dimitri interrupted, and Sophia swallowed before moving closer.

If she was still alive, she still wouldn't be able to carry her since she's thicker than her, but now that she's dead and dead bodies weigh three times their original, she has no idea how to go about it.

She managed to carry the body on her shoulder after several trials, and throughout everything, Dimitri just stood and watched her with a smirk which shows he was enjoying it.

By the time she lifted the body to her shoulder completely, her legs were already shaking.

She's the girl who did 99 press-ups in the morning, and she's still the same person who did 50 press-ups not long ago, and now she's carrying a dead body?

'Gawd! I can't continue like this . . . How many days in this clan and I'm already losing weight. I hate this man!' she thought in her head.

She was cursing Dimitri inwardly as she carried the body out on her shoulder, and Dimitri followed her behind till she stepped out.

He stood by the door, arms crossed as he watched her go down the mountain.

Immediately she got out of sight, he scoffed.

"I f*****g recognize a woman when I see one," he muttered, smiling devilishly as he returned to the manor.

*

"What the hell!!" Sophia shouted when she got to the forest separating the manor from the clan . . . The body fell from her shoulder, actually.

"I can't believe this! Is he doing this on purpose? Carry a body and give it to the dogs to eat? Damn it! Is he human?" She muttered.

She got her phone out of her pocket to check the time, but it was kicked away from her, and the phone flew to the other end.

She looked up with a glare and saw Maksim with the two other newbies.

Obviously, they're his cohorts.

"You again?" Sophia glared, and he came closer.

"Yeah, and this time, you'll dance to my tunes, Leo," he said.

"What the hell are you talking about? I don't have the time for you. I will kill you right now. As you can see, I have a body to dispose of," she replied and made to lift the body to her shoulder . . .

"I see you're running errands for Death already. Congratulations, little man," Maksim spoke again.

"What exactly do you want?" Sophia glared again, dangerously this time.

"Your screams," Maksim replied and tried grabbing her throat, but Sophia was fast to step back, then she kicked him on the legs.

Shockingly, Maksim's feet left the ground, and he fell on his face to the ground with a thud.

"You fucker!" He groaned as his jaw nearly dislocated.

Before Sophia could balance herself, the other two grabbed her.

One held her by the arms and the other took her legs.

"What the f**k are you guys trying? Let go bastards! Let go!!" She struggled, but they're a lot stronger, and her struggles amounted to nothing.

Maksim stood up from the ground, his jaw bruised from the fall.

"Shall we?" He smiled, coming closer.

"What the hell are you planning to do? Huh? Weasel, tell your dogs to let go of me!" Sophia shouted.

"I'd like to check if your d**k is as useful as your mouth," Maksim replied, and Sophia's heart skipped beats.

"Don't try it!"

The ones holding her held her tighter, and she cringed.

"Let's check how small your c**k is first. The smaller it is, the bigger your beatings will be," Maksim replied, and his eyes widened as he touched the bands of her trousers.

"Maksim stop! Maksim, I'll kill you! Maksim, Maksim!!!!!!!" She screamed as he dragged down her jeans . . .