Vasily's Revenge: The Complete Story (The Medlov Men Book 1) by Latrivia S. Nelson Read Free Book Online

don’t have time for any stops,” he urged. “I can’t be certain what Leo’s intentions are. He could already be in another country or right around the corner. Until I can figure out what is going on, you’re not safe.”
    Lilly’s chest tightened, but she managed to get the words out. “I have to get my son. He’s at the babysitter’s house. He stays there whenever I’m at work.” Her eyes bounced about, unable to look straight at him.
    Vasily froze like a snapshot. “Son?” he asked.
    Lilly nodded. “My son,” she repeated. She finally looked at him and exhaled a deep breath.
    Vasily licked his lips and took a step back. He wasn’t expecting that . “Where is the father? Is he going to be a problem?”
    “No,” she said softly. Her eyes darted again, this time catching Vasily’s attention, though he said nothing.
    He nodded abruptly, trying to hide his disappointment. “Good, well then… ” He looked toward the hallway. “Let’s hurry and get your son .”
    ***
    As Vasily had instructed, Lilly left her old battered car in the driveway and made the house look as though she and her son were there. However, even though she was glad to be getting some help, it still felt odd for Lilly to leave her home after so many years.
    She tried hard to hide her anxiety as she rode in the car with Vasily. In a state of silent panic, she swallowed down the tears as she watched her home fade in the car’s mirrors. She pushed past the pain in her chest when she was forced to leave the photos on the walls and the finger paintings on the refrigerator.
    Somewhere during the transition of being a mafia wife to a minimum wage worker, she had grown a lot, seen the many errors in her ways. She was proud now to be her own person and proud to have something to be proud of that wasn’t based upon someone else’s title or banking account. It had not been easy, but she had survived and now that reality was quickly disappearing.
    Not used to the cold air of a luxury car, she opted to let her window down and take in the night air. It blew through her hair and wiped away the excess tears that she couldn’t hold back from the corners of her tired eyes. She was expecting Vasily to insist that she let it back up, but he drove quietly, never uttering a word and keeping his eyes on the road.
    He’s angry , she thought to herself. He thinks that I’ve been with someone else.
    She had not.
    Not since he touched her all those years ago.
    Leo had been a lesson in life about bad men, and Vasily had been a lesson in her life about good ones. Both had left an indelible mark on her, changing her perceptions of relationships forever.
    She looked over him, brooding in his prickly exterior, and felt the need to reach out and touch him, to reassure him of her undying love but she did not. She kept her hands balled up in her lap, wishing that he could drive faster to get to her son.
    Despite everything else she couldn’t help notice that the years had been kind to him. He had aged well, become more beautiful in fact. Well-groomed in his black tailored suit, he looked like a man of means, smelled intoxicatingly masculine. Vasily was regal now, a man who had conquered his fears and the world around him. She could see it in his posture, in his stare.
    Feeling her looking at him, Vasily glanced over at her, but she quickly looked away.
    After hearing that she was a mother, Vasily stood in the living room in the same spot quietly while she packed a couple of bags and then escorted her out of the back door to his car. Somehow, even though he knew there had been many years put between them, he still was not ready for the news that she had moved on, even for a night.
    Seeing her again had been earth-shattering for him. When he had held her in her living room, it had been torture to let go. She felt warm and gentle, just the way that she had felt the first time that he had held her. Being around her had sent him back 10 years in life and suddenly for