Episode 5

Irina:

Dmitry treats me so well that I don't know what to think. In private, he doesn't hurt me, on the contrary, I feel good. I feel pleasure when he touches me, and in his arms, I feel like nothing can harm me. But I'm afraid that something might happen and he won't want me by his side anymore. After watching a movie with him, something I never did with my ex and really enjoyed, I fell asleep on his chest. When I woke up, he was still sleeping, so I got up and covered him with the blanket. Then I went upstairs, took a shower, and got dressed. When I was ready, the door opened, and Dmitry entered.

"Wait for me to have breakfast together. Today, I have to work, but before that, I need to introduce you to some people," Dmitry requested, and I nodded.

I sat on the edge of the bed to wait for him. He came out wrapped in a towel and went to his dressing room. I must admit he is a truly handsome and sexy man. Just seeing his muscles makes my cheeks blush. He came out fully dressed in his tailor-made suit.

"Could you comb my hair, please?" Dmitry asked, and I approached him. I took his hair gel, added a little to his hair, and combed it. He smiled at me and pulled me towards him, causing me to fall onto his lap.

"Don't leave before I wake up again. I like waking up and seeing you as the first thing," he requested, and I nodded. He kissed me for a long time.

"Let's go downstairs. I want to introduce you to the staff," he didn't let me get out of his chair. Instead, we went down together in his chair through the elevator, and upon reaching the living room, there were four men dressed in suits.

"This is Leon, your chauffeur. He knows sign language and will take you wherever you want at any time," he introduced me to a man in his fifties.

"Pleased to meet you," I said in sign language.

"The pleasure is mine. I am at your service," Leon replied.

"Well, these are the Johnson brothers. They will be your bodyguards, just like Leon. They know sign language and will accompany you everywhere. Him, well, you don't need to know his name. He will watch over you from the shadows, so when you see him, you won't feel like you're in trouble," Dmitry explained. After the introductions, they left. Dmitry and I went to have breakfast. Martha cooks delicious food, so I devoured everything.

"This afternoon, the specialist will arrive to evaluate you, so if you're going out, remember to come back before lunch," Dmitry said.

"Would you mind if I work?" I wrote on my phone. He stared at me silently for a few seconds.

"What are you capable of?" Dmitry asked, still staring at me. I quickly searched in my email for a prepared resume to seek jobs and my university documents, and handed him the phone. He carefully reviewed it, raising an eyebrow incredulously.

"So, my queen is a true professional, I like that. You know, I don't have a secretary. Are you interested in the position?" Dmitry proposed. I took back the phone to write.

"Secretaries have to make a lot of calls," I commented.

"Don't worry, you'll take care of the paperwork, emails, and coordination, and my personal assistant, Luciano, will handle the calls and attend meetings. So, do you accept?" Dmitry asked. I happily nodded.

"Alright, you'll start next week. Today, you have to meet the specialist, and throughout the week, I want you to add your personal touch. You have complete freedom to change whatever you want," Dmitry said. He pulled his chair closer to me, gave me a chaste kiss, and then went off to work, leaving a golden card with no limits in my hands.

"Madam, the master ordered me to help you change whatever you want and accompany you wherever you want to go," Martha said.

"I want to see some curtains. The mansion lacks color," I wrote on my phone.

"Perfect, we can go and come back before the specialist arrives," Martha said.

"I'll get my purse," I wrote on my phone.

"I'll inform the driver and the guards," Martha said.

I went upstairs to fetch a bag where I kept my cellphone and the card Dmitry gave me. I think I can get used to a life with him. He's good to me and so far, he hasn't yelled or treated me badly. Moreover, he'll let me work with him and wants to help me speak. He may have an intimidating face when he's serious, but he's very kind to me.

I went downstairs with my bag and Martha was already waiting for me. Outside, the driver opened the car door for us, and the guards followed us on two motorcycles. Martha, who knew the perfect place to buy the best curtains or have them custom-made, gave the driver directions and he took us there. Upon arrival, we saw an array of colors, fabrics, and designs. In the end, I liked a sky blue one, but we would have to change the wall color to match.

"The boss said you could change whatever you wanted," Martha commented, and she was right.

"Well, let's find some workers to start the remodeling," I requested, and she nodded. I hope Dmitry won't be upset, but it was he who asked me to do this.

As we were leaving the curtain store, to my misfortune, I ran into Ines and Steve Ivanova, my sister and my ex.

"Look who we have here, little sister. Did your old husband send you to buy curtains for your house? And tell me, does it hurt when that old man touches you?" Ines said with a satisfied grin. Martha took my hand, and I shook my head. I didn't want her to argue with Ines.

I was about to leave, but Ines grabbed my hand. Quickly, my guards made her let go and pulled her away so we could leave.

"From what I see, the old man fell in love with you. You even have security. You must be a good slut," Ines continued, but I kept walking with Martha and we got into the car with the help of the driver.

"Madam, are you okay?" Martha asked. I simply nodded.

They hurt me for so long, and it still hurts. It hurts to know that my father never loved me or my mother. It hurts to know that they only see me as a burden, an object they can move at will. They're supposed to be my family, yet I can't rely on them. Now, all I have is Dmitry. I just met him, and he has shown me more love and affection than my family ever did. He is my support in these moments. I know he wants a child, and I will give him one. I also want to be a mother, and I know that being with him, everything will be fine. With him, I feel the security I've never felt before. Well, I only felt that way when I was a child in my mother's arms, but that was many years ago, and I had forgotten that feeling. Now, with Dmitry, I am remembering it.

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