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Horus is silent to a long moment, like he doesn’t want to tell me anything else that he knows. Fuck that. I’m not going to let him get away with keeping anything else to himself. No way.
“Listen, I need you to start talking right now or else I’m going to–”
Horus cuts me off with his steady words.
“The prisoner is wanted not only because of his sister, but also for the woman that he was once involved with. Lilian was the one who got away, to put it delicately.”
“From Alek?” I ask, confused.
“No, from Nikolai. Ms. Lilian was very important to Mr. Volkovich for many years. They had a very passionate relationship until Alek came around and stole her. It is my understanding that he feels that Alek not only stole his woman, but also planted his sister to move against him.” Horus speaks plainly, only offering up the bare facts and none of the gossip or details.
I don’t even know where to start.
Stole her? I don’t think anybody can steal anything from my husband. Now, that’s not to say that I don’t think that they wouldn’t try. I’m sure that they absolutely would. However, Nikolai isn’t exactly the sort of person that would let something like that go. He got to the position that he’s in now for a reason.
Which means that she left… or she had an affair maybe?
“Naturally, Mr. Ivankov doesn’t see things the same way. He claims that Lilian was the love of his life and she left Nikolai because she was pregnant with Alek’s child. Something about wishing to start a family together.” Horus finishes and takes what’s left of his sandwich back from me. I’m too stunned to eat anyway now.
“Did she cheat on Nikolai?” I ask, thinking that this is the most obvious question.
Horus wipes his face and shakes his head. “No, they were on and off. It seems that Ms. Lilian moved between the pair of them. At least that is my understanding.”
An ex.
All of this was about an ex? Because Alek slighted him? Nikolai was supposed to be finished with the Ivankov family. He was putting our own marriage at risk because of some petty vendetta from the past? Why should he care about Lilian when he has me now? There has to be more to this. There just has to be. Any other alternative just might break my heart.
CHAPTER FOUR
ALEK
There is no telling what is a dream and what is reality.
It has all started to blend together. There is no longer any difference between being awake in these chains and drifting through my memories like they are really happening. Sometimes they feel more real than where I actually am. I only wish that more of my memories were happy so that I could disappear into them peacefully.
Guess this is just what I get for living the life that I have.
The sun would be up in a moment. I had to get Lilian home but she was being stubborn again. She should have known better. She knew how cranky she tended to get whenever she didn’t get enough sleep. In truth, if she hadn’t told me that she was pregnant, I would have booked a doctor’s appointment for her on account of her damned mood swings.
She had dropped the baby bomb on me like it was nothing.
And yet she still had insisted that we go out clubbing tonight.
Got even more mad at me when I stopped her from drinking. My child in her belly and she thought that she could just do whatever she wanted without consequences? That I would just stand by and let her put both herself and my child in danger? The first fight of the evening had been about her thinking that I was suddenly trying to control her life.
I’d always controlled her life. She’s never had a problem with it before.
She was hiding something. Telling me about the baby was nothing more than a smoke screen. There was more to it. Damn right she should have told me… but the only reason that she did was because she wanted to keep me distracted from whatever the real reason was that she was so upset. I was going to get it out of her one way or another.
“Alek… my feet hurt… slow down…” Lilian whined from behind me as she attempted to slip her dangerously high heels from her legs. It was too cold for her to be in a dress that short. Though, that was not a fight that I would ever win. Lilian had said a dozen, no, a hundred times how she only felt like herself with skin on display.
“Slow down?!” I shouted at her. I couldn’t stop the fire in my chest.
Her gaze sharpened at my tone. Her arms wrapped around herself as she lifted a brow at me, ready for the second round of our fight.
“Because your feet hurt?” I continued. Normally, that was the part of the conversation where I laughed at her pain and scooped her up into my arms to carry her back to the car. She loved the princess treatment. Not that day. I couldn’t do it. I could barely even look at her right then. My temper was being held up by such a fragile string that I didn’t trust myself at all. “Lilian, I just asked you to leave with me… to run away from all of this with me and you turned me down… tell me why I should do anything for you right now?!”
My heart would not stop hammering in my chest.
