Mine sinful fall

Lina

It happens. Fate is an unpredictable thing. Sometimes people are brought together to separate, and sometimes…

“How’s my boy doing?” Vlad asks, as he walks over to the baby carriage, bends over it and tries to get a good look at our beloved son.

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“Sorry, I got held up at work.”

“Your boss won’t get off your back.”

“He’s not just my boss, he’s my friend. You know he helped us the other day. If it wasn’t for that…”

“I don’t want to remember.”

“If it wasn’t for Vova, things might have turned out differently. He helped.”

“Yes. He’s our savior. He couldn’t have been a better godfather for our son. ”

“Tell me about it. By the way, he and Zina are coming to visit us soon.”

“How soon? I haven’t cooked!”

“Not today, my love. Don’t worry.”

“Don’t scare me like that.”

“I won’t. I love you.”

“So do I.”

Things might have been different had Vlad not been in Rome at the time, had he not bumped into Evelina by chance, and she hadn’t decided to offer him a job.

She’s out of her mind! She’s crazy, isn’t she? That’s how she took the baby away from me.

I remember when I opened the door, I couldn’t believe it was Vlad in front of me.

He was calm.

I had a lot of questions in my head. How? Why? Why?

But he answered each one later, when I got over my shock and invited him in.

I hadn’t had a bad opinion of Evelyn for nothing, not for nothing. She hadn’t visited me, but she already knew the whole truth. She knew I was pregnant and wanted to take my baby away.

Vlad told me everything, and I had to admit that it was their baby. Only whose it was, it’s a mystery.

“It’s my baby. It’s mine.”

“What are we gonna do? How do we get out of it? I mean, she’s powerful. ”

“We play along for a while so she’ll relax.”

“And then?”

“We decide.”

We couldn’t play along for long. She figured out Vlad wasn’t going to go along with her plans and she wasn’t going to have the baby.

She kidnapped me. She hired people to beat Vlad half to death, and they dragged me out of my apartment when I was six months pregnant and put me in the car.

Those were horrible days. She terrorized me, beat me, but not in the stomach. She wanted this baby. Healthy of course.

“I’m not a sucker, you can’t fool me. Vlad got the money; You’re staying here until you give birth and give me the baby!”

Here? It was some kind of country house. At first she tied me up, but then she let me go because the house had good security and there were dogs in the yard. Three Dobermans.

“You dare run away. They’ll tear you apart like a rag.”

“This is kidnapping! It’s illegal!”

“Silly girl, I decide what’s legal or not. Or should I tell you who I’m dealing with? What kind of friends I have? I don’t think so. You just can’t take it anymore, and a little bashing of your precious Vlad will be nothing compared to what they can do to you, sweetheart.”

“There’s IVF. There are orphanages! There’s surrogacy after all!”

“I want your baby. And I’m gonna get it!”

One week. I was held captive by this madwoman for exactly one week. I was given food and water, escorted to the bathroom and shower room. Although the room was fully equipped, I felt like a prisoner in it.

The dogs frightened me, but I was even more frightened by her guards. They were all Italian-looking, tall, strong. I was afraid they could hurt me.

Me and my unborn baby.

But the day came when everything changed. They found me. The police came and got me out, but Evelina was gone. They found her later! They found her and arrested her.

Vova! He was the one who, despite all the controversy, flew to Rome after Vlad’s call, found out everything, and found me.

He didn’t do it because he wanted to save Vlad or me so much. He thought I was carrying his baby. And that was the only thought that brought him to Rome. That’s the only one.

But then we did a paternity test!

99 percent that Vlad was the father of my baby.

The test was done at home. At home. Italy is a beautiful country, but it’s much better at home.

Vova had to accept the fact that Vlad and I were married and we had a son. And he accepted it. Moreover, a few months later he found a girl who resembled me in some way but only externally. She was a real badass by nature – an extreme girl.

My mother and father divorced. Lives separately in my apartment. Still alone, but my father found a woman. It’s easier for men, it’s their nature not to be alone. Vlad’s back in Vladimir’s company. I’m busy with the baby all the time. He won’t let me sleep. He’s naughty as hell. But it’s no less beloved. My breasts became even bigger, and I became fuller. But I’m not complexed, because my husband wants me and such. And Vladimir too?

No. It’s all in the past. We each have our own life, family.

“Lina,” Vlad flicks his fingers in my face.

“Yes?”

“Shall we go home? I’ll make dinner.”

“You?”

“Yeah. Why is that surprising?”

“No, you’re just tired.”

“I don’t mind doing nothing for you. But you’re greedy.”

“Why’s that? No, Vlad. Kostya’s not even a year old yet. I don’t want a girl yet. No, I don’t.”

“But in time it will?”

“He will.”

He’s excited. He hugs me and kisses me tenderly on the lips. And I rejoice and thank the universe that I have found such a wonderful husband.

THE END