Chapter 24: Chapter 24

Veronica's POV

This fucking zipper. It's so hard to wear and carry these fancy dresses, people has found creative ways to torture themselves. Not to mention these heels, I can literally cut open a man with these.

A low frustrated groan escaped my throat when I couldn't close the zipper.

"Just ask for help, it's not that hard..."

I glared at him through a mirror when he came behind me and his warm fingers touched my back.

I wonder how he manages to keep his hands warm in bone chilling winter. It's freezing outside.

His touch works like a fire on my body, heat spreads everywhere whenever he touches me and I always try to hide it. He doesn't need to know that he has an effect on me.

His amused eyes met mine through the mirror as he closed the zipper.

"You are looking beautiful, Wife!"

He mumbled close to my ear. His spicy and leathery scent is alluring as always.

Wife!

I can't believe it, within a span of time I am a wife of a different man. Before I was dealing with a man who didn't value me and now with a man who is trying to know every inch of me.

I grabbed my purse, not bothering to reply him. Why would I answer him when he doesn't answer my questions. I wore a feathery warm coat and  headed outside the room.

He didn't answer when I asked about Layla. He just ignored my question. And it's making me anxious, what if Ivan was right.

Why it's so hard for Vlad to tell me about Layla?

When I stepped outside of the main door, icy cold air slapped my face making my body erupt with goosebumps.

Thick feathery coat is not helping anymore.

I looked at the snow bed on the ground, it will be crazy to step into it with heels on. Not to mention my feet are open for it's torture.

"Sorry sir, we are cleaning it... There was a snowfall 5 minutes ago..."

The man said and Vlad gave him a nod.

"Come here!"

He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer.

I quickly hold onto his shoulders when he picked me up.

"I can do it by myself... Put me down..."

He ignored my words and placed me inside the car.

"Do me a favor and keep yourself alive."

He slammed the door shut and I closed my eyes in frustration until I felt his presence beside me.

I don't even know where we are going. He just placed the dress in front of me and ordered me to get ready.

"Where are we going?"

I asked again.

"Is it that hard to tell me?..."

He looked up from his phone.

"I would but I don't think you deserve to know... I can't give you a chance to make an escape plan in your little smart head..."

Is he still mad that I tried to escape because of his trap. Not my fault, man! You forcefully married me, remember?.

Can I scream it out loud? No! Bad Idea. Shouldn't mess with him.

"What are you thinking, wife?"

But likes to mess with me.

"You mean purchased wife."

It came out before I could stop it.

"We could change that if you try to co-operate..."

He smirked.

I just want to punch his handsome face, as a doctor I shouldn't think that but I really want to.

Finally Michael stopped the car and I frowned looking at the venue. It's a party, I don't know which kind but I am sure it's probably the one I am going to hate.

Rich bitches and lustful monsters, I used to attend these with Zen and I don't like it. He never tried to protect me from their gaze, in fact he used to push me towards them and I had to protect myself. Thankfully, it never went out of hand until Vladimir Volkov arrived.

"Okay listen to me very carefully, Vera..."

I looked at him when he grabbed my arm.

"There are many dangerous people inside, I want you to stay closer to me. No matter what. Do you understand?"

"If that's the thing then why did you bring me here..."

I asked. It's obvious, he could have locked me in his room and focused on his work here.

He smirked.

"To show everyone how beautiful my wife is."

My heart shouldn't flutter, I shouldn't like his compliments.

Michael opened the car door and we both stepped out.

"Let me warn you Veronica, he might say that there are many dangerous people inside but the one you should fear is Vlad himself... So don't do anything stupid..."

I have started hating this man.

"If I ever get a chance to kill a man then it will be you, Michaelle..."

He didn't react. Vlad just ignored our conversation and placed his hand on my waist.

Lights flashed on my face as we walked inside. God! I am not a fan of this kind of attention.

Each and every eye was on us when we entered the hall. I don't know why but I pressed my body closer to Vlad, he felt safer than every scrutinizing gaze present in this place.

"Don't worry, You are my wife now... They should fear you not the other way around.."

Vlad whispered to me.

"Why would they fear me?"

I asked.

"Because I will pluck each and every eye which dares to look at you in the wrong way.."

He answered by handing me a drink.

I took a gulp to calm my nerves and my eyes fell on the man whom I hate more than Vlad.

"If I were to name a man, would you kill him."

I asked and Vlad followed the direction of my eyes.

A low chuckle escaped his lips.

"Patience wife, his time will come..."

Zen was with Mila, shameless as always. He doesn't even have a hint of regret on his face.

"Nice to see you, Mr. Volkov..."

He grinned like an idiot.

"I hope you are happy with your wife..."

"Talk about my wife and I'll slice your tongue in pieces you can't count in this life..."

This time I smirked looking at Zen's embarrassed face.

I looked at Mila and she smiled looking at me. I hate this woman.

"Did you get your inheritance, Zen?"

I asked and Vlad looked at me.

"I did!... And I am excited for my new life. he placed a gentle hand on Mila's Belly... I am sorry for whatever I did to you but I think you are in good hands now."

He looked at Vlad.

"Fuck your sorry and fuck you!..."

I spat and they were taken back by my lash out.

"Don't be too excited you bastard, because I'll make sure you die worst death possible..."

I pushed away Vlad's hand from my waist and walked towards the bar. I don't know why I suddenly lost my control like this but I really want him dead.

Because of him I am not able to take care of my brother. I can't see him. And I am stuck with the mafia.

I saw Vlad coming towards me. I don't care if he is mad at me for creating a scene.

I am just so tired of this.