Is this the beginning of him trying to transform me into the type of woman he likes? Or is it simpler than all that? Like just a personal preference thing? Like romaine instead of iceberg? A matter of taste? My insecurities are in full swing now.
“You are a beautiful piece of art baby. I know waxing will only enhance your perfection. Besides I will love fucking your smooth pussy.”
“Ok.” I still can’t meet his eyes.
“Don’t be self-conscious or insecure baby. No one holds a candle to you. You’re perfect like you are. As always I want more. You know how I am. Always more.” He says and slides into the water with me.
“Wrap your legs around me and let me hold you before you drown.” He says rising up from under the water and pushing his hair straight back. I do as he asks and lean in for a kiss.
“I can set up your appointments and even send someone to go along with you or go with you myself if you like.”
“No thanks. I prefer to go alone.” I say.
“I will of course pay for everything. It is my responsibility. You are my responsibility now.”
I just want to quit discussing it. “I am fine I can handle this just fine on my own. I don’t want to be anyone’s responsibility.”
“You misunderstand me. I want to be responsible for you. It’s all part of making you completely mine
Lyubov Moya .” He says and we go under the water together.
We spend about an hour playing in the water and enjoying what’s left of the afternoon. Nikolai polishes off at least two sandwiches and various other food items being delivered by Yelena. I refuse food and am happy to read and sunbathe and nap off and on. Nikolai works on his laptop in between feasting. He can never just chill out like I can. Maybe that is what keeps him in such great shape even though he eats like a horse all of the time.
“I hope you are okay with staying home this evening. Yelena and Yuri have worked hard today making a nice supper for us.” He says studying me closely.
“That is perfect. I like to stay in.” I answer without putting my reading down.
“You are very easy to be with Lauren. Very relaxing. I like it.” He says.
“I like being with you too.”
I continue reading but can feel his eyes on me. I know he is studying me for some reason.
“Do you want to be a mother someday?”
“Yes. Someday. I am still young to start having those thoughts right now.”
“I’m forty soon. I don’t have the luxury of waiting too many more years.”
Putting the reader down I give him my full attention now.
“Nikolai. Are you asking me to have your children?”
“Someday. I never thought I wanted a kid before you. When I look at you sometimes I see you heavy with my child in your belly. When I’m fucking you, I want to plant my seed in your womb. I never had those thoughts before. Ever.” He says and I am moved by his words.
My tough guy gangster says the most flowery romantic words. I don’t think he has any idea what his words do to me.
So we are together. This is real now. I don’t want to think beyond today. I don’t want to worry about Anatoly Petrov or my Father when he finds out. Especially if he finds out Nikolai was the one that took me that night. This is enough for now. I am happy.
And then Nikolai’s phone begins the familiar ring. He doesn’t hit ignore. He answers it and stands to walk out of my earshot.
Yuri chooses then to come say hello. He has been busy around here all day but this the first time I have seen him. He is smiling and bowing and calling me Miss. When I ask what he has been doing all day he says cleaning the house and taking all of the trash away. What trash I wonder.
“We have curbside collection on Monday and Thursday. Martha can do that.” I tell him. Confused by the entire project.
“Oh no Miss. The Boss wants all the trash taken away from here. It is all in the