Sofia.
Gods I was wrong. So damn wrong.
That was it.
Yep, I was never going shopping again.
Especially with someone as hyperactive as Camille.
She had been dragging me and Astrid--her bodyguard for hours in this huge ass mall. Store to store and spending money like there was no tomorrow and to be honest I didn't care to stop her.
I'd given her that card that the trio gave me and let her do her 'thang' as she said which made me laugh at her attempt at imitating an American accent.
Plus I was exhausted and hungry as hell.
But thankfully we didn't get to carry any of the stuff that Camille picked for me because apparently it would get dropped off at the Alexeyev mansion.
And I just learned the trio's last name-- finally, which sounded quite familiar as if I heard it before also got to know that they were the most influential wealthy and socially high-ranked businessmen here.
But they were still idiots to me-- a bunch of very attractive idiotic kind captors but that was debatable when it came to their morals.
The thing was, whenever Camille, Astrid and I walked into a store, the people exhibited signs of fear and anxiousness, some even walked out when they saw us getting in.
Why? You might ask.
I had absolutely no idea.
And again that was suspicious and distressing and was getting my social anxiety at its higher point by the very minute.
Sure, the trio was famous and rich as hell but why the hell would people be afraid of them?
They were not that scary.
Not to me.
I was pulled from my thinking stupor feeling Astrid's stare on me. Her well-kept emotionless mask on, eyes drifting to our surroundings ready to take out any possible dangers.
She was good at her job I'll give her that but her entire presence felt too rigid. Too emotionless and cold. I didn't like that.
Camille stopped abruptly when a ding resonated from her purse and read the content of whatever text she got.
Exhaling audibly and turning to face me with a pout.
"The men are coming to pick us up and we haven't finished yet--" she paused groaning at whatever she remembered, "We still haven't got you any undergarments, makeup, perfume and a lot more things," she blabbered.
I giggled at her distress but raised my hands in surrender as she sent me a playful glare warning me to stop laughing.
"Look, let's just try and hurry up, maybe we'll finish before they get here, alright?" I suggested with one last laugh.
I actually liked Cami, her aura had a calming sense yet fun and bubbly feeling to it and she reminded me of Carter.
Fuck, I missed his annoying ass.
I felt a small frown reaching to take over my once-content features. Cami sensing my sudden change of mood sent me a small smile.
"Okay, we can try," she said, her heavy French accent coming out strained when she pronounces the 'r'. And she yet, again, started dragging me taking long strides towards our last destination as I struggled to keep up with her fast walking.
Curse being so damn short.
We walked aimlessly until we reached a Victoria's Secret and Cami squealed happily barging into the boutique.
A small huffed-out grunt came from Astrid at Cami's overly excited behavior. I merely snorted shaking my head at the tall woman's enthusiasm.
One of the employees strode over to assist us as soon as we walked in and I waved off Cami telling her to pick out whatever she thought I might need after giving her my bra size and all.
I situated myself on one of the fancy couches they had while playing Episode that I downloaded earlier on my--the phone that they gave me.
A few minutes later a text came through from a random number and I squinted my eyes suspiciously reading it.
Unknown: Kitten?
Unknown: we're coming, what store are you girls at?
I sighed realizing that it was just Nikolai and typed out hurriedly blushing at the admission.
Me: Victoria's Secret.
Russian Golden retriever: thanks, love. Be there in a few <3
I laughed under my breath at my factual nickname for him and continued playing 'Thug Love' drooling over how hot Furore was.
Shit, if I could only marry him.
'He is not even real' the same annoying inner voice of mine scoffed.
My obsession with fictional characters and idols was getting outta control. I swear.
I peeked at Cami seeing that the employee aiding her had her hands full with different sorts of undergarments in different colors and was struggling to keep up with her.
Giggling at how Astrid was standing at the door with her usual stoichiometric face barely holding in a laugh at the scene.
But damn, I'd rather not be dragged around anymore.
I stretched my back against the comfortable couch not caring at how unladylike I looked sighing as I leaned back when I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder.
Briskly turning around, a guy in his mid-twenties smiled down at me.
Astrid spared me a nod as she watched him intently. My eyes racked in his lean figure, brown shoulder-length hair that was tied in an Eren kind of way, honey-colored eyes and his clear tanned skin made him look like a runway model.
He gestured towards the couch and asked, "Do you mind?"
I blushed at the smirk pulling upon his lips upon catching my assessing eyes and averted my eyes to the phone clasped in my palm.
A low chuckle and a weight plopped on the couch, my embarrassment made me clear my throat and swallow thickly. New people truly freaked me out.
Especially sickly hot men.
"I'll take that as 'no I don't mind' an attractive guy sitting next to me' look", he laughed stretching his hand for a handshake.
His cool attitude and easiness was endearing to say the least but I knew better.
"The name is Arsen. What's yours, Bella?"
I hesitantly shook his hand meeting his kind yet flirty eyes that looked familiar now that I had gotten to actually look at them this closely.
My dark brows furrowed trying to know where I'd seen him but I composed myself muttering, "I'm Sofia, nice to meet you."
I retracted my hand with a small upturn of my lips.
He grinned back, teeth and all admitting, "You look quite familiar."
"So do you but I don't remember meeting you," I acknowledged with my eyes widening slightly putting the phone in my pocket as another text made the device vibrate in my grasp.
"Trust me, gattina, if you met me once, you wouldn't forget this face that easily," he winked making me laugh and feeling slightly comforted by the fact that he seemed friendly and wasn't giving me a reason to flee or bash in his pretty face.
Not that I wouldn't let Astrid do it herself.
The woman had rocks for fists.
Rolling my eyes, "Cocky much," I fired back, a playful smile on my face as I ignored the vibrations emitting from the phone.
"Not cockiness. Just telling the truth, Bella," he chuckled with that swoon-worthy Italian accent.
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Arsen and I chatted for a couple of minutes.
I snorted about to open my mouth and justify why Carti was a shitty overrated rapper when I suddenly felt a hot breath fanning my neck and two hands on each of my shoulders.
Their manly and enticing scents wafted their way to my nose as I shivered when heeded his velvety voice with a nip at my soft spot. I bit back a moan at the sensation.
"Hello, my love, care to tell us why you weren't answering your phone?" Nadei's voice revealed his anger and hostility towards the other male.
Fuck.
"You ignored our calls and texts for him?" I froze hearing Nikolai's voice as it rang out in my ear with an angry whisper.
A pair of soft lips pressed against my neck briefly made me crane it towards the three seething giants behind me and gulped nervously.
Double fuck.
I got up from my seat looked up at them then turned around, glancing as Arsen stared at the scene with his mouth slightly agape showing his surprise. Golden eyes showing recognition at the trio's sight.
Triple fuck.
Nial looked at me gesturing with his hand to come to him and I blushed obliging. Not wanting to create a scene in public.
I mean what good would that do?
Strutting in front of them to nervously fidget with the tip of my braids not meeting their eyes.
"Little one," Nadei murmured sternly and I snapped my eyes towards him with an expectant look.
"Care to introduce us to your friend?" Nikolai strained out spitting out the word with venomous intent, his hands fisted, knuckles turning white with the force.
His veins were about to pop out of his forehead.
Take a chill pill, damn.
I turned around gesturing to the still shocked man sitting on the couch, stuttering sheepishly, "T-this is A-arsen, I just met him."
I felt hands enveloping me in their possessive embrace. Nikolai's hands were around my waist drawing me into his chest, his front pressed up against my back and I feel his semi-hard cock digging into my back.
How the fuck was he hard right now?
Nial's hand held mine in a firm grip and Nadei reached his hand out for a handshake towards Arsen.
Getting up I realized how tall Arsen's 6'2ft frame was compared to the trio's 6'7 frames towering over him by a few inches.
Like I said before, freaking giants.
Arsen hesitantly shook Nadei's hand and I notice his eyes widening when Nadei enclosed his huge hand around Arsen's more firmly yet harshly making him wince.
Pulling his hand from Arsen's, Nadei wiped his hand on his black coat rudely and I almost laughed at the offended look on the other male's face.
Damn, he took rudeness to a whole new level.
Nadei noticed the clench of Arsen's jaw and intense glare as he lightly smirked.
"I'm a bit of a germaphobe, you see," he raked a hand through his brown hair, green eyes blazing with unadulterated anger as they so effortlessly squinted.
The dumbfounded look on Arsen's face intensified as he frowned.
"It's alright."
These hot idiots.
I heard the other two snorting and I huffed out irritatedly, "Arsen, these are--" Nadei cut me off.
"We're her fiancees and we're leaving," and with that, they pulled me towards the exit, Nial giving my hand a firm squeeze.
He leaned purring menacingly, "You'll be punished accordingly for what you just did, baby girl."
My brain froze at his words rejecting to assess that information or let out a word but my irritation and shock were clear on my face.
What the actual fuckity fuck?
They were the ones that acted like freaking cavemen in front of a guy that was being friendly.
We walked out of the mall and Nadei suddenly hauled me onto his shoulder, a loud yelp leaving me.
"Hey! I didn't do anything, put me down. I can walk just fine," I groaned slamming my palm against his back continually hoping to hurt the giant dumbass.
"Not when we're done with you, you won't," he growled back, that rough angered Russian accent made my panties flood.
I simply laid on his shoulder until I caught the sound of a door being opened and I was being put in a car. Nikolai took the right side and Nadei flanked my left one with Nial driving.
"Look, I was just talking to him no-" I tried to reason to be cut off mid-sentence by Nadei that grabbed my chin tilting my head towards him.
My eyes widened as I sighted that possessive glint in his jade eyes briefly.