Confessions of an Elite Prostitute

Chapter 13: An Unexpected Encounter with Dimitri

I wander the streets of New York, lost in thought. The city is buzzing around me, but I feel detached from everything that's going on. My steps are slow and unsteady, and my gaze wanders over the shop windows and faces of passersby, but it doesn't linger on anything for long.

Lately, I find myself thinking more and more often that the past does not let go of me. Memories of Dimitri keep coming back to me, making my heart beat faster. I try to sort out my feelings: hatred and pain are intertwined with a barely smouldering flame of hope. Is it possible to forgive him? Can I ever forget that betrayal?

I stop at a coffee shop to catch my breath. I go inside, order a latte, and sit by the window. My gaze wanders absently down the street, and suddenly ... my heart skips a beat. Among the passers — by I notice him-Dmitry. He walks slowly, as if he's in no hurry, and looks as if nothing has happened.

At first, I can't believe my eyes. Maybe it's just a similar person? But no, it's definitely him — the same facial features, the same gait, the same silhouette. I feel my stomach clench with a mixture of anger, pain, and a strange, almost forgotten feeling: longing.

I watch him, unable to move. Dmitry stops at a shop window, looks at something, then takes out his phone and calls someone. His voice is barely audible, but I can't make out the words.

Finally, he ends the conversation and moves on again. I decide I should talk to him. I need to find out what he thinks about what he did, why he betrayed me. I walk out of the coffee shop and follow him, keeping my distance so I don't scare him off.

Dmitry enters a small bar. I hesitate for a few seconds, then follow him. Inside, it's dim and the music is muted. Dimitri sits down at the bar and orders a whiskey. I choose a table nearby, where I can see it clearly, and place my order.

I watch him from afar for a few minutes. His face seems calm, but there's a hint of worry or maybe fatigue in his eyes. I try to understand how he feels, but I can't read his thoughts.

Steeling myself, I approach him.My voice is a slightly shaky whisper.He turns around, and surprise flashes in his eyes, which is almost instantly replaced by a shadow of guilt."Anna..." he says softly. — I didn't expect to see you here."I stare at him, trying to control the storm of emotions raging inside me.— How could you?" I ask, and there's a hint of reproach in my voice. — How could you ruin everything we had?"Dimitri looks down, as if unable to meet my gaze."I — I don't know," he says finally. — At the time, I thought it was the only way out. But now I realize how much pain I've caused you.His words sound sincere, but they can't drown out the pain that lives inside me."You ruined my life," I say firmly. — You've robbed me of my home, my career, and my faith in love. How can I forgive this?Dmitry looks at me with bitterness—" I know that my words sound empty right now, but I want to redeem myself. I want to help you, I want to fix everything.I smile bitterly."Fix it?" How can you fix what you've destroyed? You have no idea what I went through after your betrayal.He leans forward and takes my hand."Anna, please give me a chance. I know I deserve your contempt, but I still love you. I want to be with you, I want to build a new life together.His words make me think. I can feel something trembling in the back of my mind — hope, perhaps? But the pain and resentment are still too much."Love?" I ask bitterly. — You speak of love, but your actions spoke of something else entirely.Dmitry sighs heavily."Yes, I was wrong. I was stupid and selfish. But I've changed, Anna. I realized how important you are to me.I pull my hand away and lean back in my chair."Your words sound beautiful, but they won't change anything. I'm not what I used to be. My life now is a struggle for survival, it's revenge and trying to find myself in this new world.Dmitry looks at me with pain in his eyes.— I can help you." We can start over, forget the past, and build a new future.I'm silent, looking out the window. A storm is raging in my soul: on the one hand, the desire to forgive and start all over again, on the other — the fear of being betrayed again.— I don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive you, " I finally admit. — You've hurt me too much.Dimitri nods, as if he knows this isn't the time for persuasion.— I'll wait for your decision." I'll be there when you're ready."He gets up, leaves the money on the table, and leaves. I'm left alone, lost in my own thoughts.

His words are still ringing in my head. I do not know what to do. Part of me wants to believe him, wants to give him a chance. But another part screams that it will be another mistake, another wound that will never heal.

When I get home, I sit at the window for a long time, looking out at the city at night. Thoughts swirl in my head, giving me no rest. Dmitry… His words, his look… Could it be that he really changed? Or is this just another game, another deception?

I understand that this meeting turned my inner world upside down. Now I have to make a choice that can change everything: forgive and try to start over, or stay on the path of revenge and the search for redemption.

But I don't know the answer yet. So far, I just feel how confused I am in my feelings and how difficult it will be to find a way out of this maze.

As the days go by, I think back to that meeting more and more often. Dimitri doesn't make himself known, but I can feel his presence somewhere nearby, like a shadow from the past that doesn't want to let me go.

And yet, deep down, I still hope that one day I will be able to sort out my feelings, I will be able to make the right choice. But for now, this choice is too difficult, too painful to make.

So I live in expectation, in hope and fear. I do not know what lies ahead, but I firmly believe that my future depends only on myself. And even if this path is difficult and dangerous, I am ready to go all the way to the end in order to finally find peace and tranquility in my soul.

But Dimitri's shadow still haunts me, reminding me of the past, the pain, and the choices I have to make. And I do not know if I have the strength to make this choice correctly.

I can feel the fear squeezing my heart. Every day becomes a challenge, because I have to hide from the police and the mafia. New York, which once seemed to me a place of new opportunities, has now become a maze of dangers and threats. My life is hanging in the balance, and I do not know if I will be able to get out of this situation alive.

The days pass slowly, filled with anxious thoughts and a constant sense of danger. I change places of residence, try not to attract attention, but deep down I understand that this is only a temporary solution. The police and mafia won't stop until they find me.

Every morning I wake up with the thought that today may be my last day. I try to be careful, but the past catches up with me everywhere. Memories of how I ended up in this situation come back to me again and again. Dimitri's betrayal, working in a brothel, and plotting revenge all seem far away and almost unreal now, but it was these events that brought me to my current situation.

I try to stay away from familiar places, avoid people who might recognize me. But even in the most secluded corners of the city, I feel vulnerable. I have to be on my guard every minute, trust no one and rely only on myself.

One day, while wandering the streets in search of a new shelter, I come across an old abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. It looks gloomy and uncomfortable, but at the same time it seems like a safe enough place to hide. I decide to take a chance and settle down there for a while.

The warehouse is empty and dusty, but I find a corner where I can sleep. It's quiet and peaceful, except for the occasional rustle and creak of old boards. I try to make my new home as comfortable as possible, but the idea that this is a temporary shelter does not leave me.

These days, I think more and more of Karen, Elizabeth, and the other girls from the brothel. How are they now? Did they manage to avoid the attention of the police and mafia? These thoughts haunt me, but I know that right now I have to think about my own survival.

However, I can't completely ignore what's going on in the brothel. Rumors and scraps of information reach me, and I learn that Elizabeth and Victor are continuing their confrontation. The brothel is still functioning, but it is under the close attention of the authorities and the criminal world.

I also follow the news about the Michael Ryan investigation and Sam Wilson's article. Their efforts were not in vain — the public is actively discussing the brothel and its inhabitants. My name is in the headlines, and I realize that I've become a real target.

But despite all the dangers, I don't give up hope. I know I must survive to complete my plans for revenge and perhaps find a path to redemption. The memory of meeting Dimitri haunts me. His words of love and redemption ring in my head, but I still can't decide if I should believe him.

Sometimes I imagine what my life might have been like if I hadn't taken this dark path. Perhaps I could build something bright and kind, find true love and happiness. But the past cannot be brought back, and now I can only go forward, fighting for my life.

I'm starting to develop a plan to throw off the trail of those who are looking for me. I need to create false tracks, confuse my pursuers, and get some time to think about what I'm going to do next.

To do this, I decide to use my skills and knowledge gained in the brothel. I know the city, I know its nooks and crannies. I can get lost in a crowd, change my appearance, and even come up with a few legends to help me hide.

But every time I start making plans, I'm filled with fear. What if my pursuers are smarter and more cunning? What if they already know where I am and are just waiting for the right moment to strike?

These thoughts haunt me, but I try not to panic. I must be strong, I must fight for my life to the last. I have to survive to prove to everyone — and to myself first of all-that I can overcome any difficulties.

With each passing day, my shelter in the warehouse seems more precarious. I understand that sooner or later I will have to leave it and look for a new place to hide. But for now, I'm staying here, trying to conserve my strength and considering my next steps.

I often ask myself: was it all worth it? Was my revenge worth the sacrifice? But then I remember the pain and humiliation that I had to go through, and I realize that I can't just abandon my plans.

Nevertheless, deep down, I hold out hope for a better future. I believe that one day I will be able to break out of this vicious circle, find peace and maybe even love. But for now, my path lies through darkness and danger, and I'm ready for whatever challenges he presents me with.

Every day brings new challenges, and I'm ready for them. I know my path is dangerous, but I can't stop. The struggle for survival is what defines my life now. And I will fight to the end, as long as there is strength and hope.

But in the back of my mind, I still wonder if I'll ever be able to break out of this nightmare. Will I be able to find the way to light, to real life, to love and happiness? Or is my fate forever tied to this world of shadows and dangers?

So far, I do not know the answers to these questions. So far, I am only moving forward, fighting my fears and external threats. And even if my path is difficult and dangerous, I am ready to go all the way to the end in order to finally find peace and tranquility in my soul.