​THE TOUCH OF HEAVEN TONIGHT

When the plane landed it was almost half past 8 o'clock.

There was a car waiting for us. He mentioned on the way that a huge hotel was booked for the whole group of businessmen to stay and deepen the deal. This is nothing as I had experienced before but I have always had a fascination towards the new-unknown.

We got off the car when a butler opened the car door. He walked out and I followed. There were a number of other cars parked near ours. Some helpers carried our luggage to the respective rooms.

I can't believe I tripped over the carpet drawing a number of eyes toward the scene. Thanks to the couch that stood ahead, I managed to not fall. I can see the anger or embarrassment rising on his face. Is he questioning bringing me here? 

He walked over to one of the couples with a smile. I did not hesitate to follow him. Smiling was always a great talent I had. I have every kind of smile needed for anY personality in front. It just took me seconds to understand the couple in front were his co-worker or business partner so I did not need to be very orderly but a polite sly smile would do the task.

They greeted and I exchanged smiles. He did not introduce me. They already know my name and who I am. The annoying part is, how dare he not find it important to introduce them to me?

"Good evening Mr. Kohler"

Vladimir looked behind the couple in front toward a man with a silver mustache who was approaching us. 

"Good evening! It's great to meet you again"

"undoubtedly"

They shook hands.

As soon as the man's eyes looked at mine, I smiled and bowed slightly.

"Who is this lovely lady joining us, Rotenberg?"

"Let me introduce my fiance, Czarina Kirillavna Walton"

He held my waist and pulled me towards him.

"And he is Mister Kohler. I mentioned him a number of times, remember?"

He smiled.

"Ye-Yes. I remember very clearly how you did not stop praising Mr. Kohler that day"

His grip tightened and I gasp a little. 

"That is too nice of him, I must say"

With that, Mr. Kohler started laughing and so did Vladimir and the other man in the side.

After a while, I try pushing his hand away 'cause it keeps getting tighter with every conversation.

"Please excuse us for a while"

Vladimir said to the crowd that had managed to gather in the while.

We walked away and he swung me around to face him, grabbing my elbow.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

He said gritting his teeth.

"Well, I was meaning to ask you the exact same question. Why the fuck are you trying to kill me with lack of oxygen intake?"

I say eyeing him sharply.

"Why did you talk so much there? What if he asked you a question in turn and boom! you have nothing to say anymore! Disgusting"

I think for a while. What was I supposed to say then? just a yes, like any doll would say?

"Why can't you work honestly? Why do you need to lie to please others?"

This is meaningless. Being a business is all about fake promises. I did make a blunder there but well, everything is fine. Nothing bad happened...

"Don't you dare question how I work, Czarina. I warn you"

He walked away alone, leaving me behind.

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The rest of the night was a mist of giggles. I acted well but he was still enraged. Soon after the dinner, the men went to the bar to talk and drink. Vladimir gave me the keys and left.

I did not stay there for longer. I failed to make any friends tonight. I will rather try tomorrow again. I think it is better for me to go and take a quick bath.

I locked the door after getting in. He must have spare keys anyway. He always does.

I take a bubble bath. The room is big and beautiful. I love this place, honestly. It's so glorious, fitting with people everywhere.

I wear a midi dress and let my wet hair free. I sit on the bed and search in my bag for the moisturizer. I hear a click behind me. I turn my head to find Vladimir. He is back.

"The water is still hot. If you want you can go and have a bath quickly"

Where the hell is the moisturizer?

I felt a hand sliding my hair on one side. Before I could say anything I gasp with a shaky breath as soon as his lips touch my neck.

"What are you doing?"

I asked confused... scared....

His lips let go of my neck and his hands found their way towards my dress's chain. He started pulling the chain down.

Don't touch me, my face, my back.

I turned around, still sitting on the bed.

"Stop"

I say in a low voice my heart beating in my chest.

"I know what happened to you when you were a kid"

He said leaning towards me and sliding down one of my straps.

"But you are not a kid anymore and I am your husband-to-be. Not any old lusty man"

He started kissing my exposed collarbones.

"Are you drunk?"

I try pushing him away but he is too strong for me to push him over.

"I am surprisingly never drunk"

He smells of alcohol though.

"Now don't move"

He forcefully pulled down my dress exposing my bare chest. I cover my bosom with my hands. My face turns red seeing his eyes looking at me in the areas I want no one to see or touch. The only exception was Maxim. Other than him I never trusted anyone nor will I ever.

He pushed me to lie down.

"You won't regret anything tonight"

He pushed my hands aside, kissing me on my lips, neck, and everywhere downward. He had, in the process, pulled down my dress completely making me naked from top to bottom. He threw off his clothes and pushed himself inside me making me give out a sharp-mild screen.

"Please..."

I have already closed my eyes. I am too shy to even look. How foolish of me to think he will wait till marriage.

Every time he pushes himself deeper I creep my eyes out. In the process, I had already started expressing the pleasure I never intended to.

"you crave me, Czarina"

He says with a smirk pasted on his eyes.

"I don't"

I say breathlessly.

"You don't?"

"Not at all"

He stopped the intimate process as soon as I started feeling the urge inside. The smirk on his face widened. But I am in no condition to think or act.

"Don't stop..."

That is all I needed to say. This is how I let him win. This is how Maxim's touch vanished from my body forever... And I let it happen.