Chapter Five
1119 Words
Sweet confusion
Katia’s POV
I looked up and froze. I couldn’t believe it.
YURI STALIN WAS STARING AT ME.
Was anything on my face? Was it the make up? I knew it. I knew I went overboard this time.
Immediately I looked away.
OMG! What does that mean? Why was he staring at me? Was I in trouble?
I instantly ran upstairs and straight to my room. The moment I shut the door behind me, I leaned into it as my heart raced. I didn’t leave my room again. So I began to target when he wasn’t around to come out of the house, but weirdly I always bumped into him.
Two days later, the house was getting fumigated. Yuri said he had seen a cockroach. Unfortunately for me, the time the cleaning people came into the house was when I was about to shower. The maids told me to stay in Yuri’s Villa upstairs. I agreed since it was afternoon. He would not be back from work any time soon.
I sat down and began to watch TV when I heard a familiar tune.
“ hey it’s that song from the radio!” I ran and increased the volume and began to dance. I turned to hear someone laughing.It was the maid.
“ come dance with me Lydia” I laughed.
“ oh Ms. Katia, I have a lot to do” she laughed. I continued dancing. Few minutes later I heard some footsteps.
“ I told you to come da—“ I stopped and clasped my hands over my mouth.
“Please don’t stop on my account.” Yuri said as he came in. He had a smirk on his face. I began to look for the remote and immediately turned off the TV.
“I’m sorry I didn’t know you were going to come back. I got carried away with the music.” I muttered as I played with the edge of my towel, while staring at the floor. My face had gone aflame on sighting him. Suddenly my brain backtracked on something. What was I wearing? Then I remembered that I wason a towel.
A TOWEL!!!
This material was the thing holding my body from the gaze of Yuri.
“You know, you were fun to watch” Yuri said as he moved to the wine bar. His eyes roamed my body and he made me feel every inch of my almost nakedness.
“I’ll leave” I muttered but somehow I didn’t know when I alsobumped into Yuri, on my way out, In that process, the drink spilled all over Yuri’s shirt.
“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry” I exclaimed in horror. I tried to clean his shirt with my hands but I found out that I was making it worse. I might as well, say I had ruined the shirt for him
“It’s alright. It’s just a shirt. Katia why do we keep bumping into each other?” Yuri asked as he caught me before the remnant of the drink poured on me too. His voice was soft.
“I don’t really know, I guess it‘s my clumsiness” I said looking away. I couldn’t bear to look at him. His eyes were...Captivating.
“I have to go” I said as I tried to wiggle out of his arms but Yuristopped me. I looked up at him and feared what he would do next. It looked like he had some other things in mind.
“Wait you have to get me out of these” he said staring at his stained shirt. I had my mouth open as those words left his mouth.
“Hello? Earth to Katia” he said smirking.
“Oh shirt” I finally said, I drew in a breath. He was all muscle and flesh. I couldn’t stop staring at his bare chest.
“Breath Katia breath” he said.
His eyes flickered from my lips to her eyes.
“I guess the fumigation people came” his moved back and went to wine bar. I nodded. I began to play with my hands and it dawned on me that I was still there.
“ I have to leave” I said red in the face as I stormed out.
Over the next few days I found it hard leaving my room because I was still embarrassed for what had happened. My heart raced and I had this tingling in my heart and head, when I looked at him.
Damn he was so hot.
A week later, at night I was on my way to the kitchen to get some milk, I bumped into Yuri.
“ I’m sorry I didn’t see you there” I said
“we bump into each other again” he said smiling back. He moved side and gestured me like I was royalty. I chuckled. I have been seeing different versions of Yuri. And honestly I like this version more.
After that encounter, I got the confidence to leave my room, when he was in the house. If we accidentally lock eyes in the house, he would smile at me and I would blush red. He did it often and deep down my confused mind, I loved it.
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A week later, I got to hear from the maids that it was Yuri’s birthday. His real birthday.
“Why don’t we bake a cake?” I smiled. The maids exchanged glances.
“ what? What was that look for?” I asked.
“ Ms. Katia, Mr. Yuri never celebrates his birthday” they said looking away. When I asked them why, they said they had no idea. So an idea popped into my head.
“ alright, this would be a first. Get the flour and heat the oven” I said. Maybe today would be the day I have my first ever decent conversation with Yuri Stalin.
Half way into the baking session, we heard voices at the sitting room. The moment we went to check, some men pounced on me.
“ let me go! Don’t touch me! I kicked and pushed put it was useless. I was no match for their strength.
They tied up my hands and legs. They also gagged me. I turned frantically from left to right hoping that the maids would help but I could also see fear in their eyes. What was happening?
My heart beat loudly as they took me away. I felt as helpless as a bird that couldn’t fly. It was just the same way I felt, when I watched my parents, bleed to their death. Tears fell carelessly down my eyes as the cloth, muffled my cries.
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