Page 64 of Bite of Pain


Font Size:  

Yet.

Chapter 8

Aleksandra

The cabin smelled fresh. Surprising for a cabin settled in the woods. There was also not a single bit of dust or dirt anywhere. It was like the entire place had been scrubbed right before we arrived.

After scarfing down some food and a huge cup of coffee, I’d taken a long, hot shower– mostly sure Dmitri wasn’t going to sneak up behind me and kill me. If he wanted to do that, he hadn’t needed to get me out of New York. Or my apartment, for that matter.

I pushed the curtain to the side and looked out the front window. His truck was parked in front of the cabin. There was a long drive that turned into the thick trees. If there was a main road nearby, I couldn’t see it from the window.

“What are you doing?” Dmitri’s voice cut through the air.

“Just taking a tour.” I let the curtain go. The throbbing in my ass had finally calmed to a low heat. I wasn’t going to risk getting his ire up because I was assessing the situation.

“There’s only one bedroom,” I said, the thought just hitting me. I glanced around the living room. A rocking chair, a leather recliner, and two armchairs. No couch.

“Where did you sleep last night?” I asked, whirling around to face him.

“In the bed,” he answered, hooking his hands on his hips. “The front door is locked. You won’t be able to open it. If you want to go outside, we can go for a walk. There’s a path out back that leads further into the woods. There’s a waterfall not too far away.”

“Hold on.” I put my hand out. “You slept in the bed? The one I was passed out in?” I’m a lightweight when it comes to drinking and any sort of medication. Whatever he gave me knocked my ass out for way longer than it was probably intended.

“Yes.” He nodded. “Did you want to go outside? The television doesn’t work unless you want to watch an old movie.” He jerked his thumb at the pile of VHS tapes lined up in the TV stand.

I shook my head.

“I’m not walking off into the woods with you.” I shook my head. “If you want to kill me, you can do it right here in the cabin. Get my blood all over this place.” I waved my hands in the air. “Oh my god. Is that why it’s so clean? Is this a…oh my god, you brought me to a kill house?” My imagination was really getting the better of me.

His head tilted to the side like he wasn’t sure what I was talking about.

“You did!” Panic started to build up in my chest, and I searched the room for an escape. I needed to run. I had to try again to get away from him.

“Aleksandra. Calm down.” He crossed the room in two long strides and pressed his hands onto my shoulders. “You’re in no danger from me; I’ve told you this.”

“But this place.”

“It’s a family cabin. We’ve had it in my family since we came from Poland. It’s a hunting cabin.”

“Hunting. Like you hunting me.” Was I even making sense anymore? Maybe those drugs did more than I thought they did to my brain.

“No.” He rubbed my shoulders gently, and slowly, the panic ebbed. “Like deer and turkeys. There is another bedroom upstairs.” He pointed to a ladder that led to a loft area. I hadn’t seen it.

“Why didn’t you sleep there then?”

He arched a brow. “Leaving you down here all alone? No.” He shook his head as his thumbs rubbed circles into my neck.

“Henry’s looking for me, isn’t he?” I softened beneath his big hands. Those same hands had been used to hurt me. But then they’d taken away the ache, too.

“He’s asking about you, yes,” he answered. “You’re safe here with me. Until he’s taken care of.”

I closed my eyes and took slow breaths. “How did Dominik get him to leave town for so long?”

“The man he killed was related to Dominik. A distant cousin, but blood all the same. In exchange for his life, Henry agreed to a long vacation.”

“But Dominik still needs him? Now that he’s back and wanting to run for office?”

Dmitri nodded. “That’s for Dominik to deal with. My job is to keep you safe.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like