sex-me boss.

When Finn looked at his watch, it was barely noon and he didn’t want to go back over a story that had anything to do with Paolo, so he thought it was time to make everything right. He called his driver and, when he arrived, began to give him instructions to follow. When he finished, he walked over to Elena and Vlad.

-The driver will take you home now. I won’t be long.

-What’s going on?” Elena asked him worriedly.

He cupped her face and forced her to look him straight in the eye. When she did, he kissed her on the lips without worrying about where or who might be watching. He had no questions to ask because she was his and nothing else.

-You don’t have to worry, everything’s fine. I’ve just got something to sort out with Dimitri and I promise I’ll be back before you know it. Take care of Vlad.

he didn’t give her time to say anything and left. She began to wonder, but he was already gone. She still remembered how the magazines kept saying that Russia’s two super giants didn’t get along at all, that they were far from being friends even though they weren’t at war. In the end, she let it go as she had no choice but to take Vlad’s hand and walk to the car.

-He’s not coming home with us? asked Vlad.

-No, but he’ll be back soon, as he told me the driver would take us home. Are you all right?

She knew it was a stupid question to ask, given that he’d just lost his father and his mother hadn’t even bothered to show up, even for her son. Who, in his place, might have been better off.

-I’m strong and I want to become ruthless like him, so I’m fine.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

-there were no two people this kid wanted to be like and Elena didn’t have to look far at all to know he was talking about Finn. She hoped he’d never leave them for fear of disappointing him forever.

Finn followed Dimitri into his car, eager to confront this old man who had managed to scare the town’s young girls with his pedophilia. He knew that no one would mourn his death, not even his wife, because he was sure she was going to be a happy widow. She already made no secret of the fact that she was dating the presidential secretary, so her husband was just an ornament to her. When the car stopped at Dimitri’s property, he realized that it really was in his mobster image, dark as he was.

-It’s in the basement and I think Yuri will take you there.

Finn nodded, understanding that Dimitri wanted to accompany his under protection inside first. When he reached the basement, he asked Youri to leave him alone. He took a deep breath and opened the door.

When Krouto heard a noise, he didn’t know what was going on because everything in this space was dark, and afterwards he hadn’t heard anything at all, so he thought maybe it was a miracle and he could go now. He pushed the little door open and breathed a sigh of relief. He was aware that leaving Dimitri’s property wasn’t going to be easy at all, because it was a real labyrinth, but he knew that the hardest part was already done. He put one foot outside, then the second, and when he felt the cold outside enveloping him, he had confirmation that he really was outside. He started to move forward when his steps stopped dead in his tracks. He had no idea what was going on until a pain assailed him. He touched his leg and felt a warm liquid running down it. He couldn’t understand what was happening until a light bulb began to glow. He froze in place when he saw Dimitri, who had his hands in the pockets of his jeans and was scrutinizing him dangerously. Krouto couldn’t understand how he could have his hands out of his pockets and be able to shoot him at the same time. The pain was unbearable, but he wanted to understand, especially the person who had freed the chains in the cellar to set a trap for him.

-I didn’t know you were so fast, Finn Martinov, even in the dark you don’t miss.

Krouto thought Dimitri must be losing his mind, because no, Finn Matinov couldn’t be there. From the little experience he’d had the day Dimitri had abducted him, he’d seen what Finn was capable of, but he couldn’t believe he was there.

-I was in the air force, Savoski, and it’s not using a gun that I find difficult, especially if my target is a man who believes in miracles.

Krouto liquefied on the spot and didn’t believe it was really possible at all, because no, it couldn’t be. Russia’s two super giants couldn’t be there just for him, no. He turned to confirm this and saw Finn with a pistol in his hand, it was exactly him who had fired.

-What are you going to do to me?

-You know perfectly well what you’ve done, and you know that under Mafia rules it’s blood for blood, so you’ll pay for what you’ve done to Paolo Fiodora with your own blood. So far we’re not saying you didn’t act because you shouldn’t have, just that it affected the people we care about and we always avenge our families when we have to. Let’s not waste too much time.

Dimitri turned his back and Finn passed in front of him. He hoped they weren’t going to leave like that, and he hoped he was going to follow them, because there was no way he was going to knock on death’s door himself. He already knew that his fate was sealed, but… before he knew it, he felt himself being lifted into the air, and when a large door opened, he realized that there was no way of escaping. They were already there and each had a hand tool. It was so scary that he was shaking all over. He was placed in a chair and not tied up.

-Now Krouto, you’re going to tell us which part of your body you’d like to lose first,” said Finn.

He remained silent, hoping that by buying a little time, someone might come along and save him, even though deep down he knew it was a losing proposition.

-Which Krouto, and I’m not going to repeat myself.

-None,” said the latter, lowering his head.

-None is not an answer, my dear Krouto, and you know it perfectly well. You’re going to tell me how you feel when I do this.

Dimitri accompanied his words with the gesture of slashing his cheek on both sides, a cry of pain and terror escaping from his throat. It’s a good thing this room was soundproof, because he would never have allowed Kira to hear that. He then sat down and watched him suffer the pain. A few minutes later, Finn went over to Krouto and forced him to raise his head, and when he did, he smiled as he detailed him curiously, Krouto turned pale because he knew that sadistic smile didn’t bode well.

-So, which of your limbs would you like to lose first Krouto, and this time I mean it. A wrong answer is worth a cut, even if it’s on your eye.

He realized that even if it was difficult to say, he had to find something to say. He began breathing heavily, not knowing what he was going to say. When he saw Dimitri stand up, he panicked.

-My foot… no, my toe, I mean my finger or my hand…

Finn and Dimitri laughed out loud. He was sweating even more seriously, thinking that if he’d known, he could have left Paolo with that money instead of searching the whole country to kill him for it. He’d thought two bullets had been cruel, but now he was experiencing real cruelty.

-I can see that you’d like to lose all your limbs just once, my dear friend, and I can also see that you’re full of pride. Do you know that someone else in your place might have begged for a quick death?

-What’s the point, since I’m sure you’ll never leave me. I know I’m doomed to die, so…

A shot rang out and Krouto’s body fell to the ground. Dimitri jumped to his feet, not at all understanding why Finn had done so. This wasn’t the way things were going to work out.

-I can’t stand seeing people suffer like this, Dimitri. I’m not a mafioso like you so I don’t have any patience. I think you’re just as good at getting rid of bodies.

-Of course, that’s my job as a mafioso too,” replies Dimitri in an evil tone.

-you’re not going to sulk just for that, and besides, it didn’t last, but we had fun all the same. I’ll be off now.

They greeted each other and Finn left. At last there was no longer any danger hanging over his submissive, and he hoped that Betty would never try anything, because he was going to take care of her too.