Page 114 of Fortress of the Heart


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“That’s all you care about, isn’t it!” I fire at my father.

I can no longer hold back my hatred towards his emotionless state. He still has not made any attempt to comfort me, not that I would want him to in any way. But it’s not normal.

Why does he hate me so much?

“You have more of a reaction overhearing the Medici name than that of your own DAUGHTER being kidnapped and being forced into sex slavery!” It’s my turn to turn purple.

I’m so furious I want to be the next to punch his lights out.

Uncle Aleksi puts his hand on my shoulder to steady me. “Katiya,” he says calmly.

“That is not so, Katiya,” my father goes on, “this is the first I’m hearing of this…of course, I am worried.”

“Save it.” I shake my head; I’ve heard enough out of his mouth. These talks never go anywhere, anyway. Why I ever believed he would care is laughable.

I sag down into the chair I’m standing in front of. They can fight it out for all I care, I don’t have the energy anymore.

“Will you talk to Vlad? I’ve never seen him so worried,” he asks.

I actually laugh out loud bitterly. “I’ve never seen a man less interested in my welfare, other than you,” I mutter the last part.

He glares at me.

My uncle takes a step forward. “I think it’s time Katiya rests. We will continue this discussion on our own.”

When he nods to the door, I peer up. I don’t even realize that Dimitri and Maxim have reappeared, with no Vlad in sight. Thank God for that.

Maybe they threw him to the fishes after all.

“This is not the end of it, Katiya,” my father informs me. “We need to talk.”

How surprising.

Aleksi nods to Dimitri. “Show Katiya to her room. She will be staying with me for the time being.”

I don’t protest because I just want to get out of here. I’m tired, and I have a lot to think about. I’m sure Uncle Aleksi will fill me in on the rest of the details later.

“I’ll have some dinner brought to you in a while,sladkiy rebenok,” my uncle tells me, helping me to my feet.

My father’s face is a furious mess of contradictions. I don’t know why he’s so pissed off at me, but doesn’t he just love making me feel like shit.

I nod. “Thank you. If it weren’t for you, I’d wonder if I truly had Petrov blood running through my veins.”

Uncle Aleksi looks at me sharply and says, “I can assure you, with that temper, you are a Petrov through and through.”

I sidestep my father as he shakes his head at my insolence.

The sight of him, as well as the fact that Aleksi cares more for me than he does, makes me sick.

I wish I could work out what I did to him, but then again, would I even care at this point?

I’m beyond rage and fury, and now I’m just disappointed. I’ll never be the daughter that he wants. I’ll always be the thorn in his side. Maybe that’s why he’s gunning for this marriage so much, that way, he’ll finally be rid of me.

Dimitri waits by the door as I leave without a backward glance.

* * *

By the time I get to my room, I’m reeling.

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