The Bratty Heiress

That morning I didn’t find him, Ira said that he had left early in the morning. I went back to our room, after telling Ira to feed the kids while I checked on his whereabouts.

He left me a note.

My Love,

I’m sorry about last night. I’m going to get Klara back, then we will have our conversation.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

L

I called my brother and told him everything, he cursed and told me to get the kids ready saying Luka was stupid to leave us unguarded. He said that it could all be a trap, to get me alone.

“I’m getting Demyan and Ivan there right now. Damn it! Your supposedly genius husband can be so stupid sometimes.”

I sighed at his explanation and hang up. That morning we were packed and finally leave the house an hour later.

But we didn’t go to dad’s house, Demyan said Nikolai instructed him to the beach house, saying that it’s a good time to get the kids there.

“Your dad is already there…”

“Where’s Ivan?”

“He’s busy with his work. He has his long-awaited wedding in a couple of days, and now he’s finishing off on all of his pending stuff, before taking off for the honeymoon… hence the beach house. Can’t use the private island, it’s on reserve for the newlyweds.”

I laughed at Demyan knowing that Luka and I also had our honeymoon there, but the thought of him made me silent instantly.

“Mommy?” Katya always knows me the best, she would always know every time I’m down.

“I’m okay angel, we’re meeting grandpa you’re excited right?” I caressed her beautiful brown hair, she reminded me so much of her father.

Ira looked at me, her motherly attentiveness never ceases to amaze me. The moment she walked into our door, I knew she was the one for my kids. I knew I would be willing, have my kids get to know her and be loved by her.

“Katya honey, why don’t you sit with Ira and let mommy rest? We still have a long drive in front of us…” then she opened the plastic container and give Katya her favorite homemade chocolate cookies. The twins giggled and flocked to her side. instantly.

I could see Demyan was watching me from the rearview mirror, but I let him be as I focus my view out to the car window. My mind was busy with Luka’s last words. He didn’t forget, he never did. He lied, he lied saying that he didn’t think about it anymore.

I could feel my tears fall down my cheek and I quickly wiped away. It’s all my fault… I’m the only one to blame.

You’re so stupid Olga! This would never happen if you just close your fucking legs for his brother.

“Mommy? you want a cookie?”

Katya finally climbed up to my lap, and give me her hug.

“I’m sorry baby, mommy is just tired…” I pulled her I closer into my arms and kissed her head, smelling the strawberry scented hair. She stayed on my lap, not letting me go until we arrived at the beach house.

The gate was guarded by several guys, and they let us pass and swiftly close the gate sealing all of us from the rest of the world.

Ira was taking care of our things with Roman, while Vadim runs and pace his little legs as his grandpa was calling out for him from the porch. Then Katya followed her twin and wiggle free from my arms and ran to her grandpa.

“Are you okay, do you need me to kill the nerd?” Demyan asked calmly, I know he was joking but his face never stated otherwise making me smile at him.

“I’m good, I will be…” I was pulled into his signature bear hug, and then he patted me harshly on the back.

“Damn… seriously I don’t know how Becca can stand to be with you. You need to tone down on this so-called showing off your affection thing.” I coughed as he patted me too hard on my back.

Demyan and Becca have been an on and off couple, Becca would complain to me that Demyan is always distant and strangely stoic. While Demyan would complain that Becca wanted him to change to a sissy by telling him to show affection towards other people. This opposite couple really has a long way in front of them.

“Shit! Sorry Olga, look I’m trying. Becca had me do stuff, or she would force me into more couple counseling sessions. The things I would do for that woman still confuses me.”

“You like her, and you’re doing great Demyan… just a small pat in the back would be enough.” I smiled at him, as I say my goodbye and entered the beach house.

The twin’s laughter was all over the house, making me smile. Ira was already in the kitchen inspecting the chef’s dish for them, while dad was looking at her intently.

Wait what?

I had to literally take a step back and looked at them.

Wow… this could get interesting.

But then my phone buzzed, with a call from Nikolai.

“Sis, if that genius call doesn’t mention to him where you are.”

“Nikolai, I’m already tired of everything… I’m just going to tell him to call you.”

Moments later I hang up on him, suddenly I was reminded about last night and was gloomy once again.

Walking my way to the bar, I get my phone which was buzzing in my pants. I poured myself a glass of vodka to calm my nerves, and finally, pick up the call and took a seat on the sofa.

“Olga…”

“Hey…” I said pausing my words to drink, then feeling the familiar burn in my throat.

I quickly put the glass down then wiped my tears again, when I heard Katya calling out my name. That kid…

“Mommy? Don’t cry.” Then she grabbed my phone and talk to another line.

“Hello?” her little voice was harsh.

“Hi, Katya… it’s daddy…” I could hear his voice when she accidentally pressed the loudspeaker button.

“Daddy bad, daddy make mommy cry!” Then she presses the red end button and hugged me tightly in her arms.

“Mommy, let’s swim!” and just like that she made me laugh. I finished off my drink then followed her to the pool. Ira was already busy changing Vadim into his swimming trunks, their grandpa was already in his trunks waiting for Vadim who was giddy with excitement to get himself wet.

While Ira seemed to take forever changing the twins, as she glances several times to dad’s… ewww…. seriously…..

And that was when I saw him. Demyan was busy pumping the pool floaties for the twins, still in his sunglass and full-on suit and Italian shoes. I finally let out my laughter, as huge the pink watermelon floaties almost fly off when there was a sudden gust of wind. Then Demyan looked at me with his expression.

Damn! Maybe that guy only has that one look.

Heading out to the pool house, I decided to get changed into my bathing suit. I took my one piece and changed my clothes and set my phone aside as it buzzed with his face on it.

I was going to take time out and relax for a while before I get back to him. I decided to text him to ease his mind.

I’m good Luka. I’m taking care of the kids. We will talk soon. I love you. Always. (Olga)

Then I leave the phone with my stack of clothes and join everyone by cannonballing myself to the pool making the twins yell and laugh loudly as I just splash Demyan with the pool water making half of his suit wet.

Olga: one

Demyan: zero

Okay… I’m good… I can do this… I’m not alone… we will get through this…

I smile to everyone and swim towards the twins and enjoy our family time, while my dear husband was out there getting Klara back from Yegor.

We will be just fine… we love each other…