Jake
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I'm on my way to pick up Leslie at her place. I have a romantic evening planned for her. I even borrowed Liams car so she can take a spin in it.
I know she's been waiting for an opportunity to drive. “Dean's car”. Even after 2 months together, I'm still jealous of a TV character. I chuckle to myself.
My mind wonders off to her. Being with her covers up the darkness that has always lurked at the back of my mind my entire life. I wonder how I survived all those years without her.
I'm so lost in my thoughts, I don't notice the car driving straight towards me. It crushes on the passenger side. The car spins in the air, landing down and rolling on the side of the road. The air bag deployes crushing my chest, broken glass every where, blood trickling down my face. The door is ripped open and I'm dragged out of the car. The last thought before I pass out is 'Liam is going to kill me.'
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I wake up with a massive headache and a sore chest. I struggle to comprehend what’s happening. When I try to move my hands, I realize they're tied behind the chair on my back.
“Good, you're finally awake.” A hoarse voice comes out of my side.
I turn slowly to see who it is. I don't recognise him. He's an older man, probably in his 60's. He exudes power with his posture and designer suit. The grey covering his thick head of hair just makes him more distinguished.
I hear chains rattling on my other side and I turn to see the cause of it. I try to hide the shock on my face when I see Nikolai hanging with his hands tied together by chains. One of his eye is swollen shut, his entire body is covered in blood and bruises.
“I believe you two have already met.” the old man says, anger coating his voice.
“Let him go, this doesn't concern him.” Nikolai attempts to speak. I can see even those few words took a lot out of him.
“Who the fuck are you?” I bark. The situation calls for fear but I'm too pissed to be scared right now. I was supposed to be with my girl, not dealing with this bullshit.
“You can't even recognise your own father.”
My blood turns to ice. Now I can feel the fear taking over my senses. This is the Volkov. The big bad wolf. How did he find me? I keep my mouth shut and continue staring at him. It's been long but I still remember Nikolai's training.
'Never show fear to your enemy.'
“You are no father to him, just a sperm donor.” Nikolai snaps.
The henchman standing beside him punches him hard on the stomach. He staggers but hides the pain from his face.
I struggle from the ropes on my back. “Stop! You're hurting him.” It's one thing to keep my composure when I'm being threatened but I won't stand by and watch him hurt my brother.
“What the fuck do you want?” I say through my clenched jaw.
His laugh booms against the walls around us. “All I ever wanted was my son. But he hid you from me for years. It was smart of you to hide him in plain sight. I would never had guessed that The Jake Anderson was actually my son.”
He nods his head to the henchman and Nikolai gets another punch on his stomach. This time he looses his footing and coughs out blood.
“You hurt him one more time and I swear I'll kill you myself.” I snap.
Volkov smiles like a predator. “There it is. I knew you were mine. You have that same fire inside you. But if you want me to stop hurting him. You'll have to give me something in return.”
I glare at him. “What do you want?”
He folds his hands on his back and glares back at me. “It's time you start contributing to this family. I had plans for you but your brother saw it fit to defy me. To which he has been punished for. If you don't want the same fate to fall on your girl, what's her name again? Ah! Ms. Leslie DuPont.”
My body goes rigid, my stomach turns at the mention of her name. If I thought I was afraid before, nothing compares to this. I fail to mask the fear in my eyes and he smiles triumphantly.
“If you go anywhere near her, I will gut you like a fish.” I spit out.
He grins. “That's upto you, son. You either be a good boy and follow orders or…..” he lets the threat hang in the air.
My eyes turn to Nikolai. I see fear in them for a second before he tries to hide it.
“Father please, don't do this.” Nikolai murmurs as if ashamed to have uttered those words. It's the first time I've seen him show weakness. Even when chained and bloody, he still exuded pride and control. The fear in his eyes was for me not himself.
Volkov stalks to where he is. He takes the whip on the table and strikes Nikolai's back. Over and over again. I can see the blood spatter every time the whip lands on him. Nikolai barely makes a sound. His eyes are focused on nothing infront of him. As if he's not even there.
The sound of the whip hitting his skin makes my heart break. This is what my brother was protecting me from. This has been his life. No wonder he's so cold. I struggle on the chair in an attempt to free myself and stop him but it's useless.
He spits at him. “Such a disappointment. A Volkov never begs!” then he turns to me. “I have a wife already chosen for you. She comes from a prominent family whose connection is vital to my business. They didn't want Nikolai, apparently he's too much of a savage for their liking.” he sneers
“The both of you have gone against my wishes once. Try it again and you'll really get to meet my vicious side.”
He walks out of the warehouse. But not before his hench men release both Nikolai and I. I race to him and pick him off the floor. He's barely conscious. My hand lands on his back and he winces. I turn to see said hand covered in blood. I cringe internally when I see the open bloody wounds on his back.
“Hold on, we need to get you to a hospital.”
He shakes his head. “No hospitals.”
“I'm not letting you die on me. I'm taking you to the hospital and that's the end of this discussion.”
“No, we can't. Grab my phone on the table. There's a contact number 'vrach' call her.” those are his last word before he passes out.
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