Chapter 7
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Czar Hutcherson was attractive and I'd be a fool and blind to say that he was not. Everything from his intense heavy dominating eyes to the sound of his husky manly voice was pure sin. For crying out loud, I haven't even known this man for more than a few days, and I've only met him three times and I feel like I've developed a little bit of a crush on him.
How stupid of a grown woman of my age to have a stupid crush on a man who exuded all kinds of bad?
I wasn't stupid and I figured Czar was involved in a bit of a shifty business. How else does he have his own surgeon and how is it that every day someone is shot and needs to be helped?
He was everything your parents would advise you to stay away, and stay away from him I would, or at least, I'm going to try but he's suddenly become persistent.
I'd say I wasn't looking forward to today, but that would only be a lie because I actually am looking forward to spending time with Czar. The girl in me was excited that a man who looked like Czar, the kind of bad boy they write about in all kinds of books, was paying attention to good girl me.
So I'd put in effort in my outfit today and my make-up. I wanted to look beautiful, but it shouldn't look like I was trying. I put on a pantsuit and observed myself from every angle to make sure I looked good in it. I hadn't told Leonardo yet about where I was going and with whom, and I don't know how he'll take it when I tell him I'll be going out with his boss. Let me not forget to add in, we're going out to go give charity, because I refuse to take his money, when I've got enough of my own. I'd rather donate it to kids in need.
I walked out of my bedroom and looked around for Leonardo, to inform him about where I was going, and to cancel the plans that he and I had made. I know it's crappy of me to do that, but Czar hadn't given me much of an option yesterday and I know I could say no to Czar because I don't owe him anything.
But, honestly... I don't want to.
"Oh damn," Leonardo whistled when I stepped outside, watching him sunbathe and I shielded my eyes from the horrid sight.
"Oh, no! The agony! The absolute agony and horror! How shall I ever use-!"
"Oh shut the f**k up!" Leonardo laughed out as he threw his towel in my direction and I dodged it right on time, before I did what I believed to be a karate move and Leonardo laughed till he snorted.
"Where are you going looking like that?" he asked me and I did a little spin for him.
"I look good, don't I?"
"Yes, that's why I'm asking about where you're going," he told me as he sat up in his beach chair and raised a suspicious eyebrow, "are you going on a date?" he gasped before a huge grin came across his face.
I shook my head slowly, "I wouldn't exactly call it a date," I stopped, watching him before I sat down on the corner of the beach chair and faced him, "in fact it's not a date, we're just going to go to maybe a shelter or two and donate some much needed funds."
"You're always so good hearted," my brother complimented me, smiling adoringly at me, "now tell me who this guy is and how the hell did you meet because I'm sure I haven't been leaving you alone so much to meet any guy?"
"You, uh, you know this guy," I shrugged and started to act nonchalant.
"I do?"
"Yes, it's your boss, Czar Hutcherson," I rushed out to speak, "but like I told you we're only goi-"
He gripped my upper arm, his grip deathly tight as he looked at me with panic, "did you just say Czar Hutcherson?" he spat out and I hesitantly nodded and my brother shook his head at me, "what the f**k do you think you're doing? Do you know who Czar Hutcherson is, Sabrina? Nobody f***s with Czar Hutcherson! No! You're not going!"
"Leonardo, relax..."
"I can't relax because I know what this man is capable of, Sabrina! Czar is the kind of person people write horror stories about. Anything with Czar involved results in death. That man is mentally damaged, he's a f*****g monster."
"What do you mean?"
"He runs the f*****g mafia for crying out loud. He is the bloody mafia. He's the kingpin and he runs the biggest underground drug and weapon trade in the world. You can't be getting involved with him, Sabrina. It will literally end with you shot either between your eyes or right here," he pointed his fingers to my heart, "trust me."
"Leonardo, I won't get involved with him," I tried to calm him down. "It's only today."
"No you say that now until it's four weeks down the line and you find yourself unable to detach yourself from him. I've seen this before, Sabrina."
"Leonardo, I'm not like other girls out there. I know myself and I know I won't get lost in this man," I said confidently, "I promise you that nothing will ever happen between him and me."
"Promise me that you'll never fall for him," Leonardo said, a terrified look on his face.
"I promise I'll never fall for him," I put up my pinky finger and he looped his around mine, "I'm only in Russia for three more days, Leonardo, and I promise you, that after these three days, I'll return to New York and I'll make sure to never see Czar again."
I smiled at Leonardo and I saw him visibly relax, but not entirely. We heard the sound of a loud roar of an engine and even from the pool we could see who was at the front of the house.
"He's here," Leonardo sighed as I looked at the classic Mustang, "I feel like you're taking a step towards the devil and once he has you...you'll never come back. Promises are dammed."
I chose to ignore him and waved at my brother instead, "love you," I blew a kiss in his direction and confidently walked outside.
Promises are dammed?
My silly brother, this isn't my first rodeo. Czar is exactly like every other man I've ever met, cutting contact with him will be as easy as ABC.
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