Chapter 1

Sofia.

4:00 AM

Groaning as I got awakened by certain noises I couldn't point out and that weren't very far away from my isolated cabin. Geez, couldn't a person sleep in peace? I repetitively groaned and moaned in annoyance.

"The heck?" I tried turning on the light just to be instantly disappointed. Why right the fudge now, Gods?

I subtly looked out the window of my bedroom to glimpse a tainted black SUV and two men dressed in black clothing, dragging another....man out of the trunk like a sack of damn potatoes and throwing him near the thick bushes on the side to speed out and leave me still shocked at what the heck just happened?

Why would they do that? Who were they? is that man still alive? Oh crap, what if he's dead?

I...have a dead body on my fucking property!

My hands shook as I sweat dropped and began pacing around in the dark. What am I going to do? How the hell am I supposed to call the ambulance or the Sheriff when the electricity was off and my phone dead? What if they returned and came after me?!

"No, no, no! Positive thoughts, Sofia. Get out of your head!" Realizing that I had been cooped up in my thinking and shocked state, I shook off that fear that the dangerous looking men might have killed an innocent human being and threw him near my home.

And might possibly, kinda, maybe, perhaps, come after me if they were still out there.

I discarded that last thought, a slither of rationality coming back to me.

Maybe they thought that my cabin was abandoned, right? They weren't coming back, here...?

Oh Crap.

I quickly threw on my black hoodie on my hanger and wore my Crocs as I held onto my small flashlight and small swiss knife- for safety measures- to help the injured and possibly half dead man outside.

The cold breeze made my skin prickle like gooseflesh as I opened my door, hushed prayers leaving my lips hastily before I jogged in the direction that I'd seen those monsters throw the man.

As I near the thick bush I start hearing, faint groaning and hissing coming from him, I sighed out a breath of relief that the man was still alive.

Softly approaching the badly injured stranger. I found him laid on his back with his dark brown locks on his forehead shielding me from seeing his eyes as I pointed the flashlight at him.

"Sir? Oh, my," I gasped seeing his tattered and beaten self and tried to form a comprehendible sentence as fear struck me like a lightning bolt. I haven't seen that much blood since... don't make this about yourself Sofia!

I shook my head dropping to my knees as I heard the stranger let out strained words leave his chapped lips, "Erm. A-are you, okay, sir?"

Darmnit! of course, he wasn't okay? why would I ask him that? Stupid social anxiety.

I heard the stranger mumble, incoherent words as if he was trying to communicate and my fear for his life skyrocketed with every drop of blood he bled through his white shirt.

"A-actually don't answer that. Here, let me help you, please." I facepalmed myself for my lack of courtesy and stupidness.

I gathered my awkward self enough to revoice my thoughts. "Ah-uh, Sir? My name is Sofia Luna and I'm here to help you, okay?" As I tried, keyword tried, to pull his huge muscled arm to put it on my shoulder and balance us. I then realized how huge his frame was compared to my small one.

"C-can you please try to help yourself up a bit, so that I can take care of your wounds?" I softly uttered.

Groaning out again, the man tried to move but collapsed to the ground, a hiss leaving his chapped lips.

And for a minute the world stopped as the hulking stranger opened his pretty tourmaline eyes to look at me for a brief second.

Something akin to surprise lurked in those eyes of his but I didn't know why I wanted to unravel it. And for a heartbeat before slipping out of consciousness he murmured, his voice harder than gravel, "Thank you."

Beautiful, was the only word I thought of when I caught sight of his jade orbs.

Eyes so green that it made the trees and grass surrounding the small lake a few meters away look like nothing. Their natural beauty barely held a candle to his eyes as they shone through. Expressing themselves with a single glance.

Gods, I was forgetting to tend to the matters at hand. Bringing him into my safe space was definitely not the surest thing to do. But it was the right thing. For the sake of his wavering physical state, I had to help him.

The guy can turn out to be a serial killer for Gods' sake but I wanted to help him anyways. My saviour's complex was definitely going to be the death of me.

Crap, I was overthinking again and practically letting him freeze in the cold with his injuries unattended and damnit, I was going to have to drag Hulk, home.

My home.

"This is gonna be a long ass night," I murmured to myself before starting to slowly haul the huge mountain man to my safe haven, "I hope that I wouldn't regret this."

Chapter 2

Sofia.

After, I had successfully brought him in as in dragged the stranger to my home and put him on the fairly small couch that can barely contain his bulking and muscly frame.

I ran to my bathroom to retrieve the first aid kit to see to his wounds. My hands shook as the familiar scent of the crimson liquid tainted and stuck to my hands and clothes from having too much contact with the injured male.

The feel of blood on my hands was triggering but I needed to help the green eyed spicemen heal in any way that I could.

Slowly taking his tattered, dirty, bloody suit jacket off and his no longer white shirt, I began attending to the small cuts on his abdomen, chest, and arms and stitching up the deep gash on his torso. It bled so much and it freaked me out but I somehow managed to disinfect and stitch it up to have it finally warped in a thick layer of gauze.

I worked in silence and tried to shut down my racing mind as it started to conjure dangerous thoughts and doubts considering the stranger laying numbly in my couch.

The only sign of him being alive was the soft rise and fall of his chest, it was so scary knowing how he could've bled to death if I didn't wake up at the right time.

Having someone's life withering before my eyes wasn't something I was used to but wasn't something I haven't experienced either. I just... didn't want to experience it ever again.

The trauma that came with it made it so much harder with the constant nightmares and grim thoughts clouding a person's head, it was the perfect mixup to make one lose their mind but I thankfully managed to keep the last bit of sanity I had locked.

So, after an hour of treating the undoubtedly knife cuts on his body, I slumped back against the armrest of my chair and checked his temperature, thankful that color began to return to the stranger's face. No longer looking that scaly, deathly pale color.

I opted on putting the bruising ointment on the small bruises that adorned his beautiful face. Blushing over the thought that I thought that he was beautiful.

I facepalmed and cringed at my girly behavior, walking over to the closet to get one of my oversized hoodies to dress the stranger in and a heavy blanket to warm him up.

After getting the hoodie and struggling to dress him in it, I let out a long breath of relief and brought a clean white slightly damp washcloth, then, began to wipe his face just to be caught under his spell, instantly.

His perfectly sculpted face, full pink pouty lips that were cracked at the corner due to an apparent punch or a multitude of them. High and shaped cheekbones. A sharp jawline and a nose slightly crooked as if it had been broken before but he still, managed to look perfect.

Realizing that I was been admiring the gorgeous stranger for a few seconds, I found my hand wanting to caress the slight stubble adorning his jaw.

Damn, I felt like a creep even thinking about.

No longer fighting the sudden urge to touch the fallen angel, I slightly ran the tips of my fingers over the unshaved five o'clock shadow that his perfect jaw adorned, and only to be interrupted by the buzzing of a phone.

That definitely wasn't mine.

Buzz..

Buzz..

After I looked in his jacket pockets not to find the phone, so I reached my hand to one of his pants pockets. Nothing?

Maneuvering my way to the backside of the couch to reach for his other pocket to retrieve the phone and his wallet since I didn't want to lean over him to reach for his phone, and possibly freak him out by doing so if he woke up and found himself in that weird position.

Seeing that his phone was unlocked, thankfully, without a code and constantly buzzing with texts and calls mostly from a person named Nikolai.

I decided to answer him if he called and let him know about the condition of the stranger that was still knocked out cold on my sofa.

Buzz..

I can do this. I chanted this mantra in my head and prepared myself to answer the phone call. As I pressed the green button I heard multiple voices yelling at the same time making me flinch violently.

Loud noises were nobody's friend and especially not mine.

"Where the fuck are you?!"

"It's been a week?!"

"You scared the shit out of us?!"

"We thought you'd be dead!"

Cowering away from the phone and the booming crude words that this Nikolai person and his companions were shouting was the only thing I managed to do as they continued bantering not noticing that no one was talking on this side.

I took the safest way by putting it on the speaker to not damage my poor ears any further.

"Brother?"

Silence.

I heard heavy breathing on the other side and some murmurs in a foreign language that I thought might be Russian. Then, deciding to let myself be known and get this call over with.

"Hello?" I said, softly hoping for the best out of the weird interaction.

"Who is this? And why do you have Nadei's phone on you?" the other man on the other line murmured rudely, and quite skeptically and I exhaled in frustration and anxiousness.

At least I'd learned the stranger's name.

Nadei, it suited him perfectly.

I heard a throat clearing on the other line showing the man's impatience.

"I-I'm Sofia. Nadei is- Um, he's h-hurt," I stuttered feeling my stomach twist with nervousness, testing the foreign name of the jade eyed stranger.

This Nikolai guy seriously needed to step back and stop being so.. mean.

"I'm Nikolai but Can you tell me where Nadei is now, sweetheart?" Nikolai uttered, softly as if trying not to scare me off, Which was weird and suspicious as hell. He practically barking at me a few seconds ago.

Whatever, moody dumbarse, I rolled my eyes.

"S-sure, he's asleep on my couch now after I treated him," I stated, quietly hoping that he heard me so that I wouldn't have to repeat it because I was still tired, a bit disoriented from my lack of sleep. And I was fifty percent sure that I wouldn't even remember this by a few hours.

"Okay, Lyubov'. Thank you for helping my brother out, but can you tell me where you live so that I can pick him up, let's say, tomorrow at eleven?" Nikolai cautiously murmured in that husky deep soothing voice of his.

Shit.. I shouldn't be so trusting, I should have known better. I didn't think I could afford to tell him where I lived but did I have to? Yes.

The unending what ifs and buts were all too confusing but justified. What kind of person told someone that they hadn't even seen before their address? I was sane enough to know what to do and not to do but this was something I couldn't stop.

So I decided to take a leap of faith and probably of what would be my demise and told him anyways.

Deep breaths, Sofia.

Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.

'Not everybody is like them and him, relax'

I hesitated at first on telling him where I lived and as if sensing my enter turmoil he reassured me that no harm will befall me especially after helping his brother. He said that he was more than grateful that I helped him.

"My address is XXX-XXX," I said, slightly reassured but cautious.

"Alright, I'll be there at Eleven am sharp and thank you for taking care of Nadei, sweetheart," Nikolai chirped gratefully and somewhat excitedly, my confusion rose at that.

"You're welcome, I'll see you tomorrow," I mumbled, hurriedly cutting off the call before hearing his reply to get my unsteady breathing in control.

Talk about weird people and I shall appear.

I felt as if I was going to pass out, since I wasn't used to talking to other people except Carter who was my friend and a few more people in our town when I had to.

Looking at my phone I saw that it was almost six am making me groan since I was still tired, but had to get to Mrs. Galahar's house before ten am to water her plants and tidy up her place a bit.

She was sweet woman that lived nearby and asked me to take care of her house and plants till she came back from her trip. So, I had to neaten the house before Nikolai came to pick up his brother at eleven.

-

9:20 AM.

Beep.

Beep.

Rolling out of bed to rub my eyes, and stretch up a bit before heading to the bathroom and go through my morning routine.

I came out of the bathroom to look for an outfit basing it on how my mood was. I wore high waisted black pants with a soft dark grey sweater and my black and white vans.

After getting dressed I headed downstairs to check on him and get started on making breakfast. I head to my small kitchen, pull out the ingredients to make some chocolate chip pancakes, coffee, orange juice and an omelet for myself and the stranger-Nadei.

Also taking note to put some painkillers and water next to him in case he woke up while I was at Mrs. Galahar's house.

I finished cooking and settled Nadei's breakfast in a tray along with the painkillers, water, and some orange juice instead of coffee and covered all of it up.

Later on, when I had breakfast I brushed my teeth again, washing the dirty dishes and pans I had used.

I decided to take my leave, steering to the Galahar residence to do my chores to hurriedly come back home.

Not even an hour later, I had finished my tasks, so I returned back home to wait for Nikolai to come and take his brother that was starting to freak me out since he hadn't been awake for seven hours straight.

Laying on my bed thinking of how I was going to deal with the knocked out stranger and his brother-Nikolai.

My eyes wandered to scan his knocked out form. I didn't even know what made me feel for him, I couldn't seem to not want to help him out even if he might turn out to be a psychopath and kill me in my home even after the help I provided.

Overthinking was absolute crap but I couldn't seem to stop doing it.

So, I sat across from Nadei watching his chest rise and fall steadily and decided to try waking him up. Just as I put my hand on his shoulder to nudge him slightly, his hand had caught my wrist in a loose grip as he started blinking his eyes to adjust to the lighting in the living room and suddenly grabbed my hand, lacing our fingers.

I tensed not used to be touched so intimately, my parched throat and scared nature kicking in, he brought my palm to his cheek and murmured one word that had my mouth gaping and blushing red like a fish.

Oh my heart. What the hell was he doing to me?

Chapter 3

Sofia.

"Angel," he rasped out making my eyes widen, reaching behind me to grab a large glass of water from the tray. I took my hand off of his warm cheek and heard him growl lowly.

The sudden action made me almost throw the glass at him, but luckily he grabbed it and gulped it down. Impressed with his quick reflexes, my brain stuttered. Did he just....actually growl?

"Want more?" I asked him softly taking the glass from his hand and helping him into a sitting position, hoping that it was more comfortable.

He looked over at me for a few seconds, unknown emotions swirled in his eyes but he soon looked cold, distant. He replied with a husky 'yes' and I obliged getting him more water to gulf down.

"Y-you need to have some food, you must be h-hungry and if you don't like what I had made, then, I'll fix you something else up-" he quickly interrupted my awkward word vomit, saying that he'd have whatever I made him, which made me blush again.

I averted my eyes away from his beautiful jade ones that shone with humourous intent and slowly brought the tray of food that I made earlier. I got him to take the painkillers along with some more water.

"What's your name, Angel?" he asked, that rich deep voice compelling a pleasurable shiver to run down my spine at the sweet nickname. Gosh, I needed holy water if a single word from an unreasonably attractive man did this to me.

"S-sofia, Sir," I quietly introduced, shaking myself out of my unholy thoughts regarding the gorgeous hunk.

"Sofia," he recited my name. An even more apparent blush coated my cheeks at how delicious my name sounded from his plump lips. I looked away not daring to succumb to his sinful eyes and honey, sweet voice. "Suits you."

"You really should have some of the food I-I made f-for you because you need to eat after having painkillers," Clearing my throat, I nodded towards the modest breakfast I prepared and assuredly told him.

"Well, thank you, Little one," a sly smile crept on his face as he groaned leaning back, "I think I'm going to need you to feed me. I'm sick and tired, you know," he stuffed with the hint of a smirk.

My eyes widened to stutter out an incoherent sentence before trying to answer him properly. "I-uh-I don't know I-I just c-can't. Wouldn't it make you uh- uncomfortable?"

I was embarrassed as I casted my eyes downward finding the wooden floor interesting all of a sudden. I refused to meet his stare, dodging the eye contact like my life depended on it.

"Look at me, Angel," he said, stern, two fingers tilting my head to face his.

I slowly took my eyes off the ground to look at his face and his darkened green were the first thing that made me freeze, I gulped audibly and took a step back out of instinct forcing my habit of flinching, away.

"It won't. Wouldn't you like to help me get better, little Angel, hm?" he said, his foreign Russian accent more prominent as each letter left his lips. "You've been so good to me, don't you think it'd be rude if you just left to me to fend for myself, now?"

Well, that was a bit of a stretch. A little agitating too, I wasn't the one to being guilty tripped and damn, if it didn't make me angry that he'd even say it like that. Like it was my job to be at his aid even after all the trouble I had to go through.

He looked fine enough to feed himself, damnit!

I mumbled an 'okay' and dragged the small coffee table and the tray on it to him. I tried to bring a chair near the couch to avoid being of close proximity with the gorgeous jade eyed man.

"No, no, no, you'll come here, Sweetheart. There's no need for that," he said patting his thigh and completely dismissing my attempt at arguing with him about being hurt.

Was he freaking serious, right now?

Apparently, he was. So much for being sick, huh?

I awkwardly scratched my nape saying "I'd rather sit here," I hesitated meeting his blazing green eyes but moved closer, nonetheless. Our thighs stuck together.

Not waiting for a reply, I reluctantly picked up the fork, cutting the pancakes to small pieces. I took small portions of them with maple syrup to his already opened mouth and watched as his lips twisted around the piece of cutlery.

He let out a breathy moan and closed his eyes, leaning back as he chewed.

I couldn't think of anything besides hearing that noise again and again. And I Sofia Luna hereby named that as my favorite sound so far.

I blushed bright red looking away, embarrassed by my own thoughts and his actions.

"So good." He groaned taking another bite as I hurriedly tried to keep up with him. The meds and the hunger must've just hit him because he looked ready to eat a damn horse.

His hand reached over and patted my head as he uttered out praises through mouthfull bites of the fluffy pancakes.

The single action made me want to crawl into a ditch and die from how impossibly red my cheeks were by this hulk of a man showing affection to a strange girl like me.

With one thought in my head. I continued feeding Nadei and tried to ignore the sounds that he was making that had my traitorous core heating up cursing my at how hormones were completely out of control!

Inappropriate thoughts buried themselves in my head and I didn't even freaking know the man that well, mind you, and the unforgettable fact that he might turn out to be a psycho which was even more alarming.

I had so much unfulfilled goals to accomplish, plus dying a virgin without even experiencing something as simple and trivial as sex was a no go.

I quickly scrambled off of his lap making him low growl again and I was starting to think that this man might be a werewolf with all the growly attitude.

After informing him that his brother will be there soon to take him home which made him gaze away thoughtfully and nod mindlessly for some odd reason.

I washed the dishes, after continuously sneaking glances at him as he tapped away on his phone.

_

I moved setting far from Nadei on the couch, which he scowled at again, then pulled me into his lap again making my blush resurface and my brain blare with fear blocking any rational thought to evaporate into thin air.

I hid my face with my hands. This was not how normal people acted when they were brought into a place they didn't know. Just what was this guy's deal? Did he hit his head or something? Maybe the painkillers were making him drowsy and he didn't know what he was doing?

Right?

Chuckling Nadei took my hands from my face tenderly and cupped my flaming cheeks with one of his huge hands pecking my eyelids and cheeks. "Thank you for what you have done for me."

Gods, this was so freaking bizarre but why did I like it?

"It's f-fine. Anyone would have," I forcibly smiled and tried to pull away from him when I had started to feel sleepy, he just tightened his grip on my waist and I stopped struggling.

I couldn't bring myself to pull out of his warm and comfortable hold so I just did what a non normal person would do if they were tired and sleepy.

I drifted to dreamland.

Safe and protected in his arms.

A seemingly perfect stranger's arms.

but if I only knew.

-

Nadei.

I found my queen.

We have found her.

The moment I had seen her gorgeous crystal blue orbs peeking at me worriedly with awe and that childlike wonder I knew she was It for me.

This connection I felt towards her was unexplainably and absolutely heart stopping.

Love at first sight.

That was what it was and I succumbed to it. I fell a victim to her gorgeous eyes, to her kind nature in the small period of time I interacted with her. How selfless and beautiful could a person be? That was the question haunting my thoughts for the last two hours she had fallen asleep on me.

Sneaking a glance at her head tucked under my shoulder, I pulled her back to me. "Moya Lyubov'," I murmured, kissing her forehead and flushed cheeks while continuously playing with her hair as pleased soft sighs left her delicate lips.

She was so..magnificent, gorgeous, kind, innocuous and obedient to no end. She was everything I had ever wanted and everything l'd ever need and more.

But fuck, her cuteness and shy self made me feel all sorts of emotions from our brief encounter. I wanted to protect her, shield her and bathe in her warmth, in her love.

The little angel awakened my frigid heart bringing it to earth, she consumed me, wholly and I would gladly fall at her feet for whatever it is that she'd wish for.

For whatever whim of hers, for whatever want, for whatever her little heart desired, I, would go through hell and back for her to have it.

I started thinking back to when I heard her angelic and soft voice calling out to me like a siren's call to a hopeless sailor and I merely glanced at her beautiful eyes briefly before I lost consciousness and it was like something clicked inside of me.

I never felt anything other than indifference, pain, or anger in my whole thirty one years of life but those emotions died out completely when I saw her.

If it wasn't for her I would've probably got abandoned and would've took days for anyone to find me.

Glancing at her curled up to my chest made me forget all of the physical pain that I was feeling. All the emotions that I've held back so many years resurfaced.

She was so fucking small and precious.

If I could just hold her in my embrace forever, that would be heavenly.

I looked at the clock on the wall to see that Nikolai was fifteen minutes late and pick us up to the airport to leave to our home.

Picking up my phone with my free hand I called Nial since Nik the dumbass wasn't answering his phone.

My younger brother picked up on the second ring greeting me with his yet gruff voice, my nerves easing me up as I held onto the small angel.

"Brother," he ascertained.

"Where are you? You're late," I cut into the chase not wanting to waste time, my limbs aching slightly as Sofia shifted.

"We're half an hour away. We'll be there soon," I heard him mumble. "You okay?"

"Will be, when you two fuckers hurry up and get here. There's something we need to discuss, immediately."

Chapter 4

Author's POV.

They hated the way this had to be done but reluctantly decided to take Sofia with them. Nikolai and Nial had arrived at her cabin an hour ago, finding Nadei in a dazed state as he gazed down at her.

Their eyes widening, mouths gaping like fish out of the water, hearts almost jumping out of their chests. The two brothers inspected the small girl noticing everything and nothing about her.

She was... perfect.

They couldn't get over her beauty and kindness as Nadei was more than happy to tell them about how sweet she was while helping him.

And they noted the change in his face as he talked about her like he had known her for years, the life in his eyes had finally returned and she was the cause of it.

The pretty little angel was the reason why their older brother was smiling and they wanted that too.

However, the hopefullness was overshadowed by the huge amount of guilt gnawing at their hearts. The only thing on their mind was how Sofia was going react at their selfish act of taking her.

-

12 hours later..

1:37AM

Moscow, Russia.

When the trio landed in their country they decided to let their staff in their second and smallest mansion know and prepare something for them and Sofia.

Since they were quite famished from the flight and were expecting their angel to be as well.

Once the trio stepped out of the car they were greeted by one of their driver that was waiting by their car to take them to their home.

The driver was quite flabbergasted and curious as his masters never brought women to their properties but decided to keep it safe and mind his business.

And a few minutes later the trio saw their grand and vast black and white themed mansion's gates coming into view.

They couldn't help but be excited to have their queen with them after thirty one years of feeling empty and absolutely lonely.

They couldn't wait to make new memories with Sofia in their lives to be there for them and her at times of need.

Surely they've had their fair share of women to satisfy their carnal desires but they were also craving, wanting love, zeal and affection that they were deprived of as children even from their cold parents and couldn't find it in the women they had been with before. Since all they wanted from the trio was to use them for their wealth and status.

The triples have tried to fill that void by drowning themselves in work, booze and one night stands but all of that changed the second they saw the little angel that's sleeping soundly in their arms.

She made them feel things.

Made them crave and desperately need her even without knowing anything besides her name and where she lived-used to live.

The trio wouldn't be able to even explain the joy and glee they were feeling when they saw her.

They know that it was clichè of them to say or even think of something like this, but they felt tingles and zips of electricity running down their hands when they softly caressed her soft lone mane and tender skin.

And they strived for more and more of Sofia's warm and delicate touch.

So after their driver got inside the mansion gates he parked the car in its designated place and hurriedly opened the doors of his masters'.

The fifty-year-old man was stunned at how the trio were looking affectionately at the young beautiful girl that his master, Nial was carrying in his arms tenderly and protectively.

Striding confidently with their heads held high and small smiles adorned on their usually stoic and cold faces.

The maids and butlers that worked for the trio couldn't help but quietly gasp at the sight.

Their masters' brought a woman- no, a girl home. Never had they seen the triplets bring their lovers back to their home.

So, who was the small girl in the young Alexeyev brother's arms?

Subsequently, the trio went to their respective rooms on the second floor, they decided that Nial should place the little angel in one of the guest bedrooms.

Not scare her by waking up in a foreign manly looking room more than she'd be when awake in a place she already doesn't know of.

So much for not frightening her, huh?

Putting her on the off-white bed sheets of the guest bedroom Nial made sure to cover Sofia's small frame with a fluffy baby pink blanket.

Then, he went to his room to have a much need shower, instructing the head maid, Anne, to find his Angel some clothes that would fit her and get her out of her uncomfortable ones.

Cleaning themselves in their rooms, the trio head down the stairs to their dining area to satiate their hunger that the small snacks on their private plane couldn't.

Then, make sure that Sofia's portion of food was to be fixed so that she'll have access to it when she wakes up.

The trio couldn't help but want to see Sofia. They were getting too attached to her and that scared them.

It scared them how much a single person can affect them.

How much a mere girl made their stone-cold hearts beat and how they were willing to destroy anything in their wake if a single hair on her head was to be touched.

And they barely even knew her.

It scared them to no end.

_

Two hours later..

Sofia.

Yawning, I slowly rubbed the tiredness out of my eyes, my vision coming out blurry and my head slightly throbbing with an upcoming headache for some reason.

I stepped out of bed, standing as I yawned loudly. Wait, what? My eyes widened opening up to be greeted by a huge-three time bigger than my small room in my cabin- kind of room.

I looked around disoriented and scared of the unknown place I was in trying to remember the last thing that had happened.

Nadei.

I started remembering and chiding myself over my stupid reactions and dumb, irresponsible behaviour around the man just because of the affection and safety he showered me with.

Freaking hell I was so damn stupid.

Who the hell fell asleep with a possibly gorgeous as hell serial killer?

This bitch right here.

And who was dumb enough to tell someone they did not know well where they lived?

Once again, this bitch right here.

Gods, I wanted to smack some common sense into myself.

I realized that I was overthinking again instead of figuring out where I am or who got me here, but I sighed out of relief when I concluded that it wasn't them that got to me.

If it were then, they wouldn't have put me in such a nice room. They were always heartless selfish monsters.

Ones that haunted my dreams.

But who knew what kind of a monster has taken me now? I gulped, worriedly, my fear rising a notch higher.

Trying to calm myself down from having a panic attack was a lot to handle despite the fact that I was stoically standing at the edge of the bed, my heart was struggling to keep up with my racing thoughts.

I looked around admiringly yet sceptically at the beautiful room, I didn't realize when an older and kind-looking woman entered the room.

My head towards her, wary of her presence. I was the one to not trust appearances so much but look at me now.

I slowly took a step back just to have my back pressed against the wall and for the woman to take a step back herself because she clearly saw the terrified and shocked look on my face.

"Who are y-you?" I questioned the woman, defiance twisted around my voice.

"Fear not dear, Anne is my name and I'm the head maid of this mansion, Master Nadei aske-" upon hearing the lady say the familiar name, I scrunched my brows in a confused manner, my confusion rising over my fear.

Hold up, Rewind. What did she just say?

Eyes wide as saucers and mouth gaping, "Erm what did you say about Nadei? Is he okay? Where is he? And where am I? How did I get here?" I asked, breathless.

The woman chuckled animatedly and anger boiled in my veins. I was losing my fucking Skittles over here and this lady was amused at my state.

"Slow down, дорогой (dear). I said that master Nadei asked me to change you. To answer your second question, Yes, he is okay and currently resting in his room."

She looked away for a second, sighing, "As for your last questions, you're in Russia, precisely, Moscow. The masters are the ones that brought you here, дорогой," Anne's Russian accent prominently had me spiralling as an expectant look in her kind eyes made my walls crumble with fear.

Too much. Too much information.

My brain froze and conjured even more questions. What does she mean by Nadei resting in his room, weren't we just in my cabin? And who are these masters? Clearly, Nadei was one of them but who are the others and why would they take me from my home to a foreign country without my consent?

Why would they even think that this was okay?

Oh, no. No, no, not this again.

I felt my hands shaking and tears started to well in my eyes as I glimpsed at her. Beholding her sympathetic gaze with my broken, terrified eyes hoping to get some sort of help before whatever this shit storm was, escalated.

Gathering what was left of my self-control and forcing out a harsh unsteady breath, "W-who are you talking about?''

And as if staged the door suddenly opened to reveal three different men. My eyes almost bulged out of their sockets from the beautiful specimen.

The time seemed to have stopped around me.

Their tight fitted t-shirts altering their bulging muscles and veiny arms that almost, almost made me drool, their different coloured sweatpants' low on their lean waists enhanced the comfy but hot look they had going on.

Focus, Sofia.

I peeked at the three of them to notice the familiar jade green eyes that had me mesmerized for a second but before I got a chance to speak a word. The hazel eyed Greek god standing to Nadei's left, reached out a hand for me to take.

"Nice to officially meet you, sweetheart, I'm Nikolai, the most handsome and smartest brother that you so happened to have talked on the phone with," he introduced, a smile that had a dimple on his right cheek make an appearance.

My knees felt like jelly at the look of absolute adoration that lit up his entire face. On the other hand, I was scared and was panicking of why I had helped anyone in the first place.

I wouldn't have been here if I didn't.

I was trying to shy away from their intense gazes, scared and feeling some kind of way at being the one getting all their attention. Almost, Like a scared lamb.

"Sure, keep telling yourself that, prick," hissed the brown eyed man that I had yet to know his name, playfully glaring at his brother making me all the more confused by how cool and normal they were acting.

The intensity of my anger and fear seeped into my pores like hot lava. And I felt my unleashed resentment upsurge. My courage was restored in a second and I exploded with unadulterated rage.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY? HOW IS THIS NORMAL TO YOU?"

They looked at each other, calmly as I yelled at them. I was heaving, my parched throat burned and a tear fled my opened eyelid. I was lost. Absolutely lost, feeling mad, frustrated and fearful did nothing but worsen this.

The brown eyed man and Nikolai glimpsed at their brother noting how hard his puffed breaths were coming out. The imaginary steam coming out of his ears as his knuckles whitened at his harsh grip on them.

He was angry.

At me.

I wouldn't have cared if I wasn't so scared of what he might do to me. He might take into consideration that I helped him, sure, but that didn't mean much to some people. They might thank you for it but will screw you over if they had the chance that'd benefit them in any way.

I was fucking terrified of his next action would be as the other two exchanged glances, seemingly concerned. The man in question taking slow steps towards my frozen form.

Chapter 5

Sofia.

"Language, little girl!" Was the first thing that came out of Nadei's mouth when he regained his cool to what I had said.

I flinched seeing his seething form approaching my slightly trembling body on the bed to grip my hand in a powerful hold, discarding how I struggled to not break into hysterical tears.

The other two stood winced at the aghast look on my paling face.

Pulling me from the headboard that I was backed against to stand in front of their towering frames that seemed, even more intimidating at this closeness.

I shook my head at Nadei's unwavering grip and slowly pulled my wrist away. I couldn't help but want to hope for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. So, I only lowered my eyes to the ground and attempted to avoid looking at him- them.

I never liked having eye contact with others because it made me feel awkward and shy. And this was even worse. So much worse.

"Look at me," the still unknown man with the pretty brown eyes, softly, stated. "Look at me, Darling," he softened his voice with more conviction reaching two fingers to grab my chin and I closed my eyes upon contact.

Slightly tightening his loose hold on my chin. I shook my head once again wanting to think of a way to flight this unwanted conversation with the hottest men I had ever seen in my life that had to screw up by kidnapping me and acting as if they did nothing wrong.

Scoffing internally at the absurdity of this situation, I felt fingers taking a hold of my chin to lift my head again to look at the three giants making me avert my gaze elsewhere.

"I suggest that you listen to him, Sweetheart," what I identified as Nadei's voice, scoldingly said making me almost scoff at his threat. What would they do that they haven't done already?

There was nothing that anyone could ever do to harm me anymore.

You couldn't really break something that has been already broken.

Not letting myself wallow in self pity and possibly have a breakdown remembering the horrific childhood that I had in front of these three hot nobodies. I quickly put on the stoic face that I was trained to put on in these sorts of dire situations.

I'm a smart, powerful and agile woman and I'm going to get my answers from them. I repeated this mantra, gathering my courage and the unreadable mask that fleeted my features was back in check hardening a smidgen as my eyes met theirs.

He trained us to never show emotions and to learn how to defend ourselves and always have the upper hand over our enemies. He showed us how to deceive them into thinking that we were defenceless until we take them down.

Give them the power to think they're gaining victory but not enough to lose yourself. He embedded that saying into our brains.

I fought back the intrusive demons that were trying to take over my head and make me show my true intent to the trio. I looked toward Nadei making sure to mask the fact that I was planning to fight back and flee. "I have questions."

Gazing at my eyes softly, Nikolai cooed, "And we will answer all of your questions, Love. Well, after you have had something to eat, of course. Is that alright?"

On cue, my stomach made itself known by letting a loud growling noise. I haven't eaten in a while which was fine since I was used to forgetting to eat, nonetheless, my body needed all the nutrition to recharge whatever energy I had left to help me run the fuck away from...this.

"Okay," I mumbled, going with the faux level headed façade.

"Alright, brothers, I'll go fetch the food while you keep this Angel, over here, occupied- " Nikolai chirped before pausing to grab my hand and plant a feather like kiss on my palm making me blush, embarrassed.

"Oh and don't do something I wouldn't do," he smirked looking at his brothers pointedly to glance at me with a soft look I wasn't at all used to.

A sigh of relief left my lips, thankful that I'd only have to deal with these two idiots before I made my escape.

"Perhaps, you'd like to watch a movie with us Lyubov' (Love) Maybe just rest?" Brown eyes asked tenderly, a hesitant tone contrasting his otherwise powerful hulking frame.

I let the fact that they were acting too familiar for people that I had met not even an hour ago. "What's your name?" I asked Brown eyes hoping to not have to refer to him as that anymore. He didn't have the privilege of getting nicknamed by me. I usually did that with people I liked not people like....them.

"Nial." He smiled in response.

Oh, gods, this was too weird even for me and I was the queen of weirdos. I quickly answered with a 'yes' to his request and Nial went to look for the remote on the wall board near the huge flat TV screen.

Showtime, Sofia. My heart thundered against my breast cage as I approached Nadei that was only two and a half feet away from me to hold out my hands to carry me hoping that the distraction would be enough to have him unexpectedly fall for my trap.

He happily obliged like the idiot that he was by closing the distance between us and slightly bending down at his knees to warp my arms around his neck. I smiled menacingly.

Shocking him for a second, I trailed my hand over his throat inhaling harshly as goosebumps appeared on his smooth skin and then, I pressed my thumb hard on one of his pressure points at the back of his neck making him fall forward letting out a groan.

He luckily didn't fall like a dead weight as I expected him to but he wobbled on his feet enough to release his tight hold on me. So, I sprinted out of the room like my bum was on fire after locking the door on them and internally cheered.

I ran down the long hallway, hearing Nial's distant shouting and banging on the door making me let out a snort at the fact that they left the key in the keyhole on the door when they opened it.

Served him right.

Karma was one real bitch.

I slowed down my running to look around to see if there was another possible route out of this excessively big mansion.

I heard the sounds of footsteps making me stop in my tracks and quickly get into a room letting the door slightly ajar while letting me hear and see who was outside.

Nikolai.

Locking the door after seeing him quickly stride towards the shouts and bang in the distance. I looked around the room to spot a huge window and approached it noting that we were possibly on the second floor of the lavish mansion making me thank the gods above for the fact that there was a huge tree facing the window.

My only escape is to free myself from potential harm and broken bones from what I did to my so-called-kidnappers just now.

I unlocked the window slowly and rubbed my arms around my shivering body to hold into one of the thick and steady branches of the tree to make my way down hurriedly and sprint towards the woods that seemed to surround the mansion from every side.

I intaked a whiff of the cold but fresh air and continued running my way out of the extremely frigid forest.

The huge gate was a no go as it came into view. It was guarded, so I turned towards the opposite way not wanting to lead anything nor have anyone on my trail.

Fastening my pace I drifted off to my overthinking stupor, again.

I was always on the run. Running from my past, my demons seemed to have come back in full force to get me to the dark place I was in once.

And now these men that seemed to have almost made me give in to the sweet sweet temptation that they are but they fucked up the second they took me from my home.

But now I was free.

In another unknown country but still free.

Finally free.

However, If I had only known that my short lived happiness and freedom would be cut short. I would not have helped Nadei or had been stuck in this kind of position.

Screw being compassionate.