Chapter 7

Alexei

 

Business is handled as usual. The drugs and guns we run are moving along as they should. I find myself preoccupied with thoughts of the girl in the room. Her pale porcelain skin, the softness that I felt when she was pressed against me. I had to get out of there before I lost control. My cock was painfully hard and when I got back to my room, it took me no time to think of her and please myself. I down my drink as I think of her now. What it would be like to have her pale skin on display for me, in my bed, spread wide. How it would feel to wrap my hands in her silky red hair as I take her from behind. The more I think about it, the harder I become, and my focus turns to shit. Shoving out of my chair, I head out of my office and down the hallway to see how my cousin is doing. The girls have been here for a week now. Alina has been in and out of consciousness since then, but she’s been waking more. I walk into her room and find her sitting up in bed.

“You look well today. How are you feeling?” I ask when she looks up and smiles.

“I feel better. Thank you, Alexei, for all that you’re doing.”

“You are family. We take care of family. Do you remember anything?” I pull up a chair and sit next to the bed as she lowers her head.

“I was out with some friends when they grabbed me. I didn’t see who they were, but they spoke Russian,” she says softly, twisting her hands together.

“Timur. Was he the main one?” I ask. She looks up and shrugs.

“I don’t think so. I heard mention of his boss but never a name. Timur and some others were the ones that always came for us or brought the men to us,” she says as tears slide down her cheeks.

“They will all die,” Dmitry says from behind me. I glance over my shoulder and nod once as Alina looks up at him. Her eyes soften as she looks at him.

“This is true. We will kill them all when we find out who is leading them. We don’t tolerate this kind of treatment of family.” Alina nods her head and shifts in the bed.

“Alexei, there was a girl there. She was a friend of sorts. They did things to her, far worse than what they did to me. I know I was out of it when you came for me, but did you see her?” I swallow hard.

“There were many girls in there, Alina. I wouldn’t know which she was,” I tell her truthfully.

“You would if you saw her! She was pale, red hair. She was Irish, doesn’t speak,” she says somewhat excitedly. I run my hand through my hair and stare at her.

“Who is she? Where did she come from? All the other girls were Russian but her,” I ask needing some answers.

“I don’t know. She didn’t speak at all. She cried silent tears that just made it so much worse. She would hold my hand trying her best to keep me sane. She wouldn’t allow me to fail and when they would… do things to us, she would take punishments for me. I prayed that she would be safe as well,” she says through a sob. I turn to look at Dmitry but he only shrugs.

“I bought her, Alina.”

“What?”

“I bought her as well as you. I thought she looked familiar, so I bought her. I don’t know who she is though,” I tell her. She perks up and her eyes go wild. She glances around before trying to climb out of bed.

“Where is she? Can I see her? Is she okay?” I stand quickly, pressing her back down onto the bed. Alina looks up at me with so many questions in her eyes.

“She’s resting as well. You need to rest and recover before you venture from this room. She is sedated.”

“What? Why? Is she that bad off?”

“Not physically. Mentally, I’m not sure. She tried to kill herself taking Filip’s gun,” I inform her. She gasps and lies back down.

“She was hurt so badly, Alexei. I can’t say that I blame her.” I blow out a breath because the image of someone hurting her pisses me off. I don’t know the girl, I have no ties to her yet that doesn’t stop the emotions from rising inside of me.

“She is safe for now,” I tell her.

“What do you mean for now?” Alina perks up, watching me carefully. She knows better than to question someone with the authority I have but she also knows that she’s my family and I wouldn’t bring any harm to her.

“Just as I said. She is safe for now. I need to find out who she is and why she was there before I can move forward with her. She won’t speak, therefore, I have no idea how to get that information,” I tell her truthfully.

“Maybe I can get her to talk. Can I at least try?” Her eyes soften as she looks at me and I find it hard to tell her no. I don’t know if it’s a good idea to bring Alina in on this. This is business and she doesn’t have a place in that, but if she can get the girl to talk, I could find out what happened to her and maybe find her family if that’s at all possible.

“Okay. You may speak to her, but I want you to tell me everything,” I warn her. Alina nods her head before she lies back slowly. Clearly, that has settled her enough.

“Thank you, Alexei.”

“Don’t thank me. We are family.” I shove out of my chair and lean over her, pressing a kiss to her cheek before leaving the room. I walk down the hallway and into the other room looking at the girl sleeping soundly in the bed. Walking up, I sit on the edge and pick up her small hand in mine. I study her soft skin and wonder why she affects me the way she does.

“I don’t know who you are, but I want to find out. You affect me in ways that you shouldn’t and that’s not good for either of us,” I whisper to her. Lowering her hand, I reach up and brush her hair away from her face reveling in the softness of her skin against mine. Something jolts between us, something that flickers and burns. I really need to find out who she is and get her out of here before I do something I will regret. I stand up from the bed and am leaving her room when Dmitry steps up next to me.

“She’s only a girl. How can we not find out anything about her?” I shrug unsure what to say because frankly, I feel the same way.

“Maybe she is a nobody. A runaway caught in the wrong place. If she was anyone of importance, we would know about it.”

“Still doesn’t make sense. Why one Irish girl in the midst of the others?” He is right about that. That is one fact that has been bothering me since we took her. All Russian girls and one Irish. It surely doesn’t sit right with me.

“I agree but until she will speak, we have no answers.”