Entangled With She Wolf

Chapter 5 - Alexander Attacks

"WHAT?! No, that won't happen."

Natasha tried to contain her fear, looking pale. Then throws the gun and runs off the field. Dimitri was silent. When Natasha reached the gate, three men dressed in black stopped her. She couldn't fight back. Natasha just cried in fear. She also hoped that her uncontrollable power would come and be able to fight those men. But nothing changed in her body. Natasha gave up and increased her strength.

"Dimi? Are you serious?" asked Nikolaev.

"Dimi, you can't be like this," said Edmond.

"Never mind, you two shut up. This is the deal."

After paying the owner of the shooting range, Dimitri approached the crying Natasha at the gate of the shooting range. "Take her to the mansion," Dimitri ordered.

"Yes, sir," answered Dimitri's men, forcing Natasha into the car.

"NO! You guys are shameless!" Natasha tried to make them offended.

At the Gate, Dimitri parted with his friends, Nikolaev and Edmond, arguing that he had to get home early. In truth, neither of them liked seeing Dimitri treat women like that. They wanted to help Natasha but didn't want to fight their best friend either. They leave because they avoid unwanted things.

In the car, Dimitri had purposely covered Natasha's mouth in case the woman shouted. Natasha couldn't resist anymore. In front of the Mansion, Dimitri just let go of Natasha's mouth. The Mansion's gates were opened, and a servant greeted Dimitri, "welcome home, sir."

Dimitri's Mansion is considered luxurious, even touted as one of the grandest mansions in Moscow City. Surrounded by a green lawn, a classically patterned pool with a fountain that shoots out of a mermaid statue in the middle. Dimitri's Mansion has equipped a large swimming pool with pine trees in every corner, complete with a place to relax. The villa was built on a land area of ​​900 square meters. The mansion building is classically styled, like royal palaces. A three-story mansion and luxurious lights add to the impression. Around the villa are many ornamental plants belonging to Dimitri's mother, Polina Stepanova, and the decades-old bonsai collection of his father, Damien Fridman.

The Mansion looked deserted; perhaps Dimitri's father and mother were asleep. Natasha and Dimitri reached the estate at three in the morning. Only three servants and guards were still seen active.

"Sasha, come here."

"Yes, sir," a fifty-year-old woman comes out from the kitchen. She is Sasha, the butler.

"Find a maid to care for her," Dimitri pointed to Natasha. Sasha could only be silent and confused seeing Natasha's face that was puffy and scared. She went to find Rena.

"Young Master, this is Rena."

"Let go of me, you bastard," Natasha rebelled.

"You have no shame." Natasha cried out.

"Rena, take her to her room."

"Yes, Sir."

Natasha screams, struggles, cries, and tries to beat Dimitri. Dimitri took over so she could shut up and not fight anymore. The maids only dared to look behind the wall; they feared something would happen to the girl. As for Rena, how to see her employer's treatment of Natasha? Before being brought by Sasha, Rena had been warned to help calm Nastasha's emotions and fears.

"Miss, come with me to the room. I will be fired if you don't do what he wants. Have mercy on me, Miss."

Slowly, Rena managed to coax Natasha into the room. Natasha was given a nice, even luxurious room. Soft beds and elegant teak wood furniture are imported directly from Jepara, Indonesia. The floor is porcelain with a simple pattern but not for a luxurious impression. For a moment, Natasha marveled at all this luxury. Compared to her small apartment, this room was a million times better.

"I am Rena and I was assigned to be your personal maid, Miss Natasha."

Natasha just cried and was silent. But slowly, she saw the girl. An 18-year-old teenage girl. She became pitiful.

Rena doesn't know how to start the conversation. Saw a beautiful, sweet, and mysterious-looking girl crying. She just kept quiet. Waiting for the right time to talk.

Natasha had been crying for an hour and had not spoken even a word. Only a sigh leaked from her mouth. Rena just looked down and was confused. Natasha wanted to ask what had made her so afraid of being fired by Dimitri. Finding a job doesn't seem too complex for a cheerful young girl like Rena. Being a waitress in a cafe, bar, or fancy restaurant seemed more suitable for her than being a servant in Dimitri's Mansion. Even though the salary was definitely higher, at least she wouldn't be threatened with being fired like that. Natasha thought.

"Rena, why are you so afraid of getting fired?

"My father has a chronic disease. Mr. Dimitri is the one who pays for his treatment. If I am fired from here, I don't want my father's life to be in vain. And Mr. Dimi has also done many things besides paying for my father's treatment. Mr. Dimi also helps pay for my younger siblings' schools fee. I want to help you, Miss, but I can't do anything. So, I ask you for understanding."

"Come here," Natasha hugged Rena. "I will calmly follow his will. You and your father will be fine, Rena."

"Thank you, Miss," said Rena, sobbing.

One week later, just two days before Natasha and Dimitri's wedding, Natasha disappeared. The bedroom window was open. The loss of Natasha panicked the entire Mansion, Dimitri, his servants, and guards. An angry Dimitri scolds the whole Mansion.

"YOU CAN'T WORK, RIGHT? HOW COULD YOU EASYLY FOOLED BY A YOUNG GIRL!"

"What happened, sir?" Victor, who had just returned from an overseas business trip, was surprised to see Dimitri furious.

"What happened you say? You want to know what happened? Come here, Victor!" Victor instantly became the target of his anger.

Rena, who saw Victor being the target of Dimitri's anger, could only cry. She wanted to speak but couldn't help him.

Far away, under the snowfall of the Siberian Mountains.

Natasha was shocked to see Alexander turned into a wolf. She didn't expect her cousin's anger to be this deep. Seeing an angry gray wolf in front of her, Natasha was terrified. She took two steps back.

Natasha tumbled backward onto a pile of snow that partially submerged her body. The night station was cold, deserted, and eerie. It was even more terrifying when a gray wolf howled and prepared to pounce on a beautiful girl in front of him.

"Xander..."

Seeing Alexander point his fingernails swinging upwards, Natasha closed her eyes. She didn't want to see what would happen next.