Dimitri
When I came out of the shower I could see Rose already laying in bed. She lay on the far end of it, probably hoping this way we wouldn't touch each other.
Oh Rose, I thought smirking and shook my head.
I was already dressed for bed. My dad demanded that I wore a shirt and long pants for bed, so Rose wouldn't back out of the deal. Rose was still awake, I could tell. She was a bad actress. Her chest kept rising and falling, but way to heavily. She even snored once or twice to make it more convincing. I almost laughed out loud when I saw her eyes flutter open every two minutes, following my every move.
So I thought I should make the best of the situation and have a little fun. I went to the chair Rose had laid her clothes on and began to undress. At first I grabbed the hem of my old shirt and pulled it over my head. Rose behind me gasped and I could hear her shuffle in bed. Smirking I let it fall on the chair and then pulled my pants down. Rose's breathing became labored and was louder than before. I couldn't help but put my hands on the waistband of my boxers, just to see what she would do.
“STOP!”, she screamed instantly, when she realized what I was about to do.
And then I cracked, I started laughing so hard I had to clutch my sides. My stomach literally began to hurt from laughing so hard and I had to bent over, gripping the chair for support. I looked at Rose, her face was just priceless and I laughed harder.
“You- You!”
I couldn't even form a coherent sentence, the laughter shook my whole body and tears began to form in my eyes. All of a sudden a pillow hit my head and dropped to the floor.
“It's not funny!”, Rose snapped.
My laughter died down, I stood up straight and looked at her.
“Ah, that was a good laugh, thanks, I needed that”, I smirked an winked at her.
She pouted a little bit and had her arms crossed in front of her chest. Actually, her arms were below her chest so she pressed them higher and together and gave me a great view! Her plumb lips pouted and her brown orbs glared slightly at me.
“Come on, move over”, I said and lifted the blanket off of her.
“Hey!”, she screeched and grabbed the blanket to cover herself up.
I just rolled my eyes.
“Rose, move, you're on my side of the bed.”
“Well tough luck”, she replied and made a big show of getting comfortable on this side of the bed.
Honestly I couldn't care less on which side of the bed I slept, but I wanted to annoy her a little more, because it was just too much fun to do so!
“Okay”, I said shrugging.
I pulled the blanket off of her body, Rose screamed surprised and tried to grab it back, but I hold it out of her reach. I put my arms around her waist and lifted her up, lay down on the side of the bed she lay before, and dropped her body on mine, pulling the blanket over us.
“Let go of me!”, Rose chastised and hit me on the chest, but I barely felt anything.
How small were her hands? She behaved like a cute little kitten and I couldn't help but chuckle by the thought of it.
“Seriously, you jerk. Keep your filthy hands off of me!”
“Shut up, I'm tired”, I replied, turned the lamp on the bedside table off and made myself comfortable.
Rose struggled in my arms, but I was way stronger than her so she didn't have a chance. Still she struggled for at least half an hour until she gave up and sighed on my chest.
“I can't sleep like this”, she mumbled into my chest.
Again I chuckled and repeated her earlier words.
“Tough luck.”
I drifted into a blissful sleep with a big grin on my face.
Rose
“Wake up!”, Dimitri shouted and ripped the blanket away from my body.
A cold rush of air hit my bare legs and arms and I shivered. Holy Shit, this was cold! My eyes opened and I glared at Dimitri, he smirked and let his eyes wander over my body.
“Stop ogling perv!”, I snapped.
“Nah, I don't think I will”, he said and kept staring openly at me.
“What do you want?”
“For you to get up and get ready, you have 20 minutes so hurry or I'm leaving without you.”
And with that Dimitri turned on the spot and left our bedroom. I just lay there for a minute gaping at him. How dare he?!
It was stupid, but I actually thought I would wake up in Dimitri's arms, not that I felt save in his arms or anything like that, because I didn't, no, totally not, really! I didn't!
But still, I thought it would be like in of those sappy romantic movies and we would wake up spooning or at least still with his arms around me.
I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts and went into the bathroom across from our bedroom. The shower was big and gorgeous, big enough for three or four people. This whole bathroom, this whole apartment screamed money and luxury!
But I couldn't admire it, because I had to take the quickest shower ever to be ready in 20 minutes. After I showered I went back to the bedroom. There was a big walk in wardrobe I found yesterday evening with tons of clothes, that's were I got my tank top and shorts I was wearing currently (I didn't trust Dimitri enough to walk in a towel around the apartment, not even two steps.)
In the middle of the wardrobe stood a chair and on it was a uniform. Oh come on!, I thought. A school uniform? Apparently so, but I wasn't really surprised, it was a private school for rich spoiled kids, they needed a uniform, right? It actually didn't look so bad. It was a white top, surprisingly revealing, a black mini skirt, again, surprisingly revealing, a dark blue blazer, a dark blue, white and black stripped tie and socks that stopped at the knees, again in blue, white and black.
I wore some black heels to it, because except for Dimitri's shoes, there weren't any shoes without heels! After I got dressed I put on a think layer of lip gloss, put on some mascara and then went downstairs.
“Thirteen, Twelve … Oh there you are, and Eleven seconds left”, Dimitri smirked.
“Funny”, I replied rolling my eyes.
“Good morning Mrs Belikov, what can I make you for breakfast”, a petite blond asked me.
Shocked I turned to her and looked at her with wide eyes. Where did she come from? And why the hell was she here? Why did she call me Mrs Belikov? Oh right, I guess I was right now.
“Ehm, w- who are you?”, I asked.
“That's Rachel, she is one of the maids”, Dimitri answered me eating his eggs.
“Oh, okay, but no thanks”, I smiled kindly at her.
She nodded and left the room immediately. She didn't even smile back. Maybe it was normal behavior around here, but it was a bit rude for my standards. But then again, if it was normal that she didn't even answer herself, but let Dimitri do it for her, she probably thought I was as spoiled as Dimitri. Sighing I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and looked a Dimitri, who has been staring at me for the past minute.
“What?”, I asked a bit self-conscious.
Dimitri pulled something out of his jeans and hold it out to me, it was a small box with the word 'Jewelry' on it.
“Your ring”, Dimitri commented.
“Oh, right”, I said and took the box from his fingers.
His fingers brushed against mine and I felt … something. Not an electric feeling like in all the books or movies, but I felt … something smaller than a spark, but definitely something that went through my whole body. I think Dimitri felt it to, because his eyes went up to mine and he frowned.
Shaking my head I opened the box and saw a beautiful diamond ring. It looked amazing, sparkled in the light and looked – of course – really expensive.
“Wow”, I breathed out.
I actually didn't want to say anything about it, but I couldn't stop myself from letting that one word out.
“Yeah, so you need to wear it all the time. We're leaving in two minutes, there is a bag at the door for you so if you need something else, go get it.”
“No, I'm fine, thanks.”
“Then let's go.”
I put the ring on my ring finger and put the boy back on the kitchen counter. My finger felt heavier than before and somehow I had the feeling that somehow there was a spotlight just for my ring and the moment I stepped out of this apartment, everyone would look at the ring on my finger.
Dimitri and I went into the elevator and straight to his car. I was happy we had this garage in the house, otherwise there would probably be some paparazzi waiting for us in front of the building and I just wasn't ready for something like that.
“Listen”, Dimitri started while driving us to school. “We need to let everybody think that we really are in love and that we're married because we love each other, not because some people stole our identities or you're pregnant or whatever.”
“I know that”, I said and glared at him.
“I know you do, but you don't know the people you are going to meet. They will bombard you with questions, there will be paparazzi's in front of the school and they will make pictures of us and we need to be convincing.”
“And you think I can't do that?”, I snapped.
“Actually yes I don't think you can do it. You have no idea how this world works, Rose and nobody could prepare you for it. I'm not gonna be there 24/7, okay? This is serious and you can't ruin it!”
“Stop shouting at me!”, I screamed. “I'm not dumb!”
“Sure about that?”, Dimitri asked raising an eyebrow and smirking at me from the corner of his eye.
I gave him a death glare, but it just helped to amuse Dimitri even more.
“Then let's practice”, Dimitri suggested.
“What?”
“Practice, you know the thing you do when you -”
“I know what practice is”, I snapped.
“Then why did you ask?”, Dimitri asked calmly and looked at me, raising his eyebrows.
I didn't answer him, because I knew I would just make it worse by satisfying him with an answer.
“See”, he smirked. “So how did we meet, honey?”
“Honey? Really?”
“You don't like it?”, he asked fake hurt. “How does Pumpkin sounds? No. Hmm, Rosie-Rose? Little poo-poo? I think I like that one.”
“Shut up!”
“Aww, you're hurting my feeling little poo-poo, be nicer to your husband.”
Dimitri fake pouted and looked at me with a puppy dog expression that I could actually fall for, if I didn't knew him any better already.
“How in front of a strip club?”, I asked him smiling silky sweet at him.
“What?”, he growled.
“It needs to be convincing, right?”, I asked innocently. “Strip clubs are your second home, no?”
Dimitri tensed and his knuckles turned white on the steering wheel, but then he relaxed and showed me an easy smile.
“Sure, if you want to be known as the girl who met her husband in front of a stripper club”, he shrugged. “I don't care.”
Damn, he had a point there, but I couldn't actually admit that. What do to? What to do?
“How about the Brooklyn Bridge?”
“What?”
Shocked I turned to Dimitri. Did he actually just help me out and did not tease m to death because of something I didn't think through?
“Brooklyn Bridge. You know, you the poor girl, walking in the rain, me the rich dude helping you out and we both driving in my car into the sunset. Sound good?”
“Ehm. Y- Yeah, sure.”
“Okay, any idea when would be an appropriate time for us to have met?”
“You mean to be already married?”, I laughed.
“Yeah”, he chuckled.
“No idea. A few months? It can't be too long because of … well, your reputation with girls and stuff.”
Dimitri frowned and I think I even saw a light blush on his cheeks, but I wasn't sure.
“Two?”
“Okay”, I nodded. “Something else we need to discuss?”
“When some girl asks you about my proposal don't make it too sappy, okay? I still have a reputation to with hold, okay?”
I laughed out loud and grinned at him.
“I'll try.”
“Here we are”, Dimitri sighed.
He was right. There were at least 20 photographers and three persons with microphones and cameras.
“Shoot me”, I murmured
“Can't”, Dimitri replied.
We both just sat in the car and slowly Dimitri parked the car. The first reporter saw us and they all began running towards us.
“Oh hell”, I said. “Hey, I make you a proposition”
“What kind of proposition?”
“Let's run through them”, I suggested and looked at him.
We had only a few seconds left before the first reporter reached the car.
“We can't, we need to look like couple”, Dimitri shook his head.
“So? Take my hand”, I said shrugging.
The reporters reached us and I didn't wait for an answer from Dimitri. I opened my door and left the car. Almost instantly the flashes of cameras began and the spotlights of the cameras blinded me momentarily.
“Roza! Come on!”, Dimitri shouted.
He stood at the hood of the car and hold his hand out for me. He smirked at me and his eyes glinted mischievously.
“Right behind ya'”, I laughed, took his hand and we both began running.
The reporters made a run for it too and shouted at us to stop, but we didn't. Dimitri actually began laughing and running faster, pulling me with him.
“Dimitri! Do you love her?”
“Rose! Did you marry him for the money?”
“Dimitri! Do you really think think you can stay faithful to one woman?”
“Dimitri! Why did you marry a poor girl?”
“Rose! Are you pregnant? Did you marry because of a child?”
“How do the new Belikovs feel?”
And so on and so on, but we both ignored every question thrown at us, we just kept running and finally were behind the school gates and in safety. We run a bit further so the reporters couldn't take pictures through the gates or hear anything we were saying.
“That was awesome!”, I laughed.
“My dad will kill me for this”, Dimitri said seriously, but smiled nonetheless.
“You're married man and still afraid of Daddy's wrath?”, I teased.
“Careful wife!”, he glared playfully at me.
“Dimitri!”, someone shouted behind me.
“Ivan!”, Dimitri replied and a smile broke out on his face.
Not a smirk or a grin, but a real smile. The two guys went in for one of these 'man hugs'. They both seemed very happy to see each other and really close.
I've read some things about Ivan before. He was Dimitri's best friends since diapers. Ivan's father was Stephan Zeklos, again the owner of a huge business, it wasn't as successful as the Belikov one, but they still made a lot of money and a hell of a lot of it. Ivan Zeklos was a tall guy, but not as tall as Dimitri. He had sandy blond hair and bright blue eyes. He was pretty attractive to be honest.
“So”, Ivan said and looked at me over Dimitri's shoulder. “That's your wife?”
“Yeah”; Dimitri laughed lightly.
He turned around and smiled openly at me. For a moment his smile took my breath away. I've never seen him look so … so happy, so boyish and so young. Dimitri took a few steps towards me, he stepped behind me and pulled me into his chest, resting his chin on my head.
“Ivan Zeklos meet my wife: Rose Belikov. Rose, meet my best friend: Ivan.”
“Pleasure to meet you”, Ivan smiled and took my hand, kissing it.
I just smiled politely at him, not really sure how to feel about his old fashioned way.
“Likewise”, I said.
“So bro, why didn't I know you were dating this pretty girl?”, Ivan asked, raising an eyebrow and slightly glaring at Dimitri.
“You know I'm not the sharing type”, Dimitri laughed and I felt the vibrations of his laugh on my back.
“Ah, now I get it”, Ivan laughed. “You wanted to tie the knot before she could meet me, so she couldn't change her mind about you. Are you really this scared that your little wife could fall for your best friend? How pathetic Dimitri.”
“Oh trust me, I would stay with Dimitri even if we weren't married”, I answered.
I have no idea why I said that, it just slipped out of my mouth. Dimitri's arms around me went tighter around my waist. He didn't know what I was doing, hell I didn't even know what I was doing.
“And why is that?”, Ivan asked seeming amused by me.
I searched my brain for something to say to him. What could I say? I mean now I needed to say something! I searched my brain for anything that would make Ivan believe that I was truly in love with Dimitri and something that would make him accept me as Dimitri's wife. And then I found something, something pretty embarrassing. But I saw it once in a movie so maybe it could work in real life as well?
“He is taller than you”, I smirked.
Just hoped it was believable, even if Ivan didn't really knew me, he maybe could still say if I lied or not.
“I know, he is gigantic, I mean what are you dude, 6'6''? 6'7''?
“6'7''”, Dimitri confirmed nodding.
So he actually bought it, I thought triumphantly. I thought he would laugh straight away, seeing the reputations he and Dimitri had, but he surprisingly didn't.
“I wasn't talking about his body height”, I said smirking. And this time I couldn't help but really smirk when I saw Ivan's expression. His eyes went wide and he looked like me, like I just told him I was an alien.
“And here I thought you would be an innocent little girl”, Ivan murmured. “But you're married to him” Ivan nodded to Dimitri. “So I guess you aren't that innocent anymore. I have to say Dimitri: I kind of like her: Innocent, but still a hot tongue with snide remarks. Good choice.”
Dimitri's arms around me relaxed a little.
“Hands off Ivan. Like I said: I'm not the sharing type”, Dimitri warned.
Ivan hold his hands up smirking.
“Wouldn't dream of it, actually I would and probably will, but you already know that”, Ivan shrugged. “Come on, we need to go or we're gonna be late.”
“Right behind ya'”, Dimitri called.
Dimitri came beside me and hold a brand new Phone out to me.
“For you. My number is already in there, call or text me if you need to. Love you.”
Dimitri kissed my cheek and winked at me before he and Ivan went down the corridor. His lips left the a burning sensation on my cheek. Like this morning when his finger had brushed mine, just stronger this time and I felt the blood run into my cheeks and I was blushing furiously.
When I came out of the shower I could see Rose already laying in bed. She lay on the far end of it, probably hoping this way we wouldn't touch each other.
Oh Rose, I thought smirking and shook my head.
I was already dressed for bed. My dad demanded that I wore a shirt and long pants for bed, so Rose wouldn't back out of the deal. Rose was still awake, I could tell. She was a bad actress. Her chest kept rising and falling, but way to heavily. She even snored once or twice to make it more convincing. I almost laughed out loud when I saw her eyes flutter open every two minutes, following my every move.
So I thought I should make the best of the situation and have a little fun. I went to the chair Rose had laid her clothes on and began to undress. At first I grabbed the hem of my old shirt and pulled it over my head. Rose behind me gasped and I could hear her shuffle in bed. Smirking I let it fall on the chair and then pulled my pants down. Rose's breathing became labored and was louder than before. I couldn't help but put my hands on the waistband of my boxers, just to see what she would do.
“STOP!”, she screamed instantly, when she realized what I was about to do.
And then I cracked, I started laughing so hard I had to clutch my sides. My stomach literally began to hurt from laughing so hard and I had to bent over, gripping the chair for support. I looked at Rose, her face was just priceless and I laughed harder.
“You- You!”
I couldn't even form a coherent sentence, the laughter shook my whole body and tears began to form in my eyes. All of a sudden a pillow hit my head and dropped to the floor.
“It's not funny!”, Rose snapped.
My laughter died down, I stood up straight and looked at her.
“Ah, that was a good laugh, thanks, I needed that”, I smirked an winked at her.
She pouted a little bit and had her arms crossed in front of her chest. Actually, her arms were below her chest so she pressed them higher and together and gave me a great view! Her plumb lips pouted and her brown orbs glared slightly at me.
“Come on, move over”, I said and lifted the blanket off of her.
“Hey!”, she screeched and grabbed the blanket to cover herself up.
I just rolled my eyes.
“Rose, move, you're on my side of the bed.”
“Well tough luck”, she replied and made a big show of getting comfortable on this side of the bed.
Honestly I couldn't care less on which side of the bed I slept, but I wanted to annoy her a little more, because it was just too much fun to do so!
“Okay”, I said shrugging.
I pulled the blanket off of her body, Rose screamed surprised and tried to grab it back, but I hold it out of her reach. I put my arms around her waist and lifted her up, lay down on the side of the bed she lay before, and dropped her body on mine, pulling the blanket over us.
“Let go of me!”, Rose chastised and hit me on the chest, but I barely felt anything.
How small were her hands? She behaved like a cute little kitten and I couldn't help but chuckle by the thought of it.
“Seriously, you jerk. Keep your filthy hands off of me!”
“Shut up, I'm tired”, I replied, turned the lamp on the bedside table off and made myself comfortable.
Rose struggled in my arms, but I was way stronger than her so she didn't have a chance. Still she struggled for at least half an hour until she gave up and sighed on my chest.
“I can't sleep like this”, she mumbled into my chest.
Again I chuckled and repeated her earlier words.
“Tough luck.”
I drifted into a blissful sleep with a big grin on my face.
-o-o-o- Thrown Into His World -o-o-o-
Rose
“Wake up!”, Dimitri shouted and ripped the blanket away from my body.
A cold rush of air hit my bare legs and arms and I shivered. Holy Shit, this was cold! My eyes opened and I glared at Dimitri, he smirked and let his eyes wander over my body.
“Stop ogling perv!”, I snapped.
“Nah, I don't think I will”, he said and kept staring openly at me.
“What do you want?”
“For you to get up and get ready, you have 20 minutes so hurry or I'm leaving without you.”
And with that Dimitri turned on the spot and left our bedroom. I just lay there for a minute gaping at him. How dare he?!
It was stupid, but I actually thought I would wake up in Dimitri's arms, not that I felt save in his arms or anything like that, because I didn't, no, totally not, really! I didn't!
But still, I thought it would be like in of those sappy romantic movies and we would wake up spooning or at least still with his arms around me.
I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts and went into the bathroom across from our bedroom. The shower was big and gorgeous, big enough for three or four people. This whole bathroom, this whole apartment screamed money and luxury!
But I couldn't admire it, because I had to take the quickest shower ever to be ready in 20 minutes. After I showered I went back to the bedroom. There was a big walk in wardrobe I found yesterday evening with tons of clothes, that's were I got my tank top and shorts I was wearing currently (I didn't trust Dimitri enough to walk in a towel around the apartment, not even two steps.)
In the middle of the wardrobe stood a chair and on it was a uniform. Oh come on!, I thought. A school uniform? Apparently so, but I wasn't really surprised, it was a private school for rich spoiled kids, they needed a uniform, right? It actually didn't look so bad. It was a white top, surprisingly revealing, a black mini skirt, again, surprisingly revealing, a dark blue blazer, a dark blue, white and black stripped tie and socks that stopped at the knees, again in blue, white and black.
I wore some black heels to it, because except for Dimitri's shoes, there weren't any shoes without heels! After I got dressed I put on a think layer of lip gloss, put on some mascara and then went downstairs.
“Thirteen, Twelve … Oh there you are, and Eleven seconds left”, Dimitri smirked.
“Funny”, I replied rolling my eyes.
“Good morning Mrs Belikov, what can I make you for breakfast”, a petite blond asked me.
Shocked I turned to her and looked at her with wide eyes. Where did she come from? And why the hell was she here? Why did she call me Mrs Belikov? Oh right, I guess I was right now.
“Ehm, w- who are you?”, I asked.
“That's Rachel, she is one of the maids”, Dimitri answered me eating his eggs.
“Oh, okay, but no thanks”, I smiled kindly at her.
She nodded and left the room immediately. She didn't even smile back. Maybe it was normal behavior around here, but it was a bit rude for my standards. But then again, if it was normal that she didn't even answer herself, but let Dimitri do it for her, she probably thought I was as spoiled as Dimitri. Sighing I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and looked a Dimitri, who has been staring at me for the past minute.
“What?”, I asked a bit self-conscious.
Dimitri pulled something out of his jeans and hold it out to me, it was a small box with the word 'Jewelry' on it.
“Your ring”, Dimitri commented.
“Oh, right”, I said and took the box from his fingers.
His fingers brushed against mine and I felt … something. Not an electric feeling like in all the books or movies, but I felt … something smaller than a spark, but definitely something that went through my whole body. I think Dimitri felt it to, because his eyes went up to mine and he frowned.
Shaking my head I opened the box and saw a beautiful diamond ring. It looked amazing, sparkled in the light and looked – of course – really expensive.
“Wow”, I breathed out.
I actually didn't want to say anything about it, but I couldn't stop myself from letting that one word out.
“Yeah, so you need to wear it all the time. We're leaving in two minutes, there is a bag at the door for you so if you need something else, go get it.”
“No, I'm fine, thanks.”
“Then let's go.”
I put the ring on my ring finger and put the boy back on the kitchen counter. My finger felt heavier than before and somehow I had the feeling that somehow there was a spotlight just for my ring and the moment I stepped out of this apartment, everyone would look at the ring on my finger.
Dimitri and I went into the elevator and straight to his car. I was happy we had this garage in the house, otherwise there would probably be some paparazzi waiting for us in front of the building and I just wasn't ready for something like that.
“Listen”, Dimitri started while driving us to school. “We need to let everybody think that we really are in love and that we're married because we love each other, not because some people stole our identities or you're pregnant or whatever.”
“I know that”, I said and glared at him.
“I know you do, but you don't know the people you are going to meet. They will bombard you with questions, there will be paparazzi's in front of the school and they will make pictures of us and we need to be convincing.”
“And you think I can't do that?”, I snapped.
“Actually yes I don't think you can do it. You have no idea how this world works, Rose and nobody could prepare you for it. I'm not gonna be there 24/7, okay? This is serious and you can't ruin it!”
“Stop shouting at me!”, I screamed. “I'm not dumb!”
“Sure about that?”, Dimitri asked raising an eyebrow and smirking at me from the corner of his eye.
I gave him a death glare, but it just helped to amuse Dimitri even more.
“Then let's practice”, Dimitri suggested.
“What?”
“Practice, you know the thing you do when you -”
“I know what practice is”, I snapped.
“Then why did you ask?”, Dimitri asked calmly and looked at me, raising his eyebrows.
I didn't answer him, because I knew I would just make it worse by satisfying him with an answer.
“See”, he smirked. “So how did we meet, honey?”
“Honey? Really?”
“You don't like it?”, he asked fake hurt. “How does Pumpkin sounds? No. Hmm, Rosie-Rose? Little poo-poo? I think I like that one.”
“Shut up!”
“Aww, you're hurting my feeling little poo-poo, be nicer to your husband.”
Dimitri fake pouted and looked at me with a puppy dog expression that I could actually fall for, if I didn't knew him any better already.
“How in front of a strip club?”, I asked him smiling silky sweet at him.
“What?”, he growled.
“It needs to be convincing, right?”, I asked innocently. “Strip clubs are your second home, no?”
Dimitri tensed and his knuckles turned white on the steering wheel, but then he relaxed and showed me an easy smile.
“Sure, if you want to be known as the girl who met her husband in front of a stripper club”, he shrugged. “I don't care.”
Damn, he had a point there, but I couldn't actually admit that. What do to? What to do?
“How about the Brooklyn Bridge?”
“What?”
Shocked I turned to Dimitri. Did he actually just help me out and did not tease m to death because of something I didn't think through?
“Brooklyn Bridge. You know, you the poor girl, walking in the rain, me the rich dude helping you out and we both driving in my car into the sunset. Sound good?”
“Ehm. Y- Yeah, sure.”
“Okay, any idea when would be an appropriate time for us to have met?”
“You mean to be already married?”, I laughed.
“Yeah”, he chuckled.
“No idea. A few months? It can't be too long because of … well, your reputation with girls and stuff.”
Dimitri frowned and I think I even saw a light blush on his cheeks, but I wasn't sure.
“Two?”
“Okay”, I nodded. “Something else we need to discuss?”
“When some girl asks you about my proposal don't make it too sappy, okay? I still have a reputation to with hold, okay?”
I laughed out loud and grinned at him.
“I'll try.”
“Here we are”, Dimitri sighed.
He was right. There were at least 20 photographers and three persons with microphones and cameras.
“Shoot me”, I murmured
“Can't”, Dimitri replied.
We both just sat in the car and slowly Dimitri parked the car. The first reporter saw us and they all began running towards us.
“Oh hell”, I said. “Hey, I make you a proposition”
“What kind of proposition?”
“Let's run through them”, I suggested and looked at him.
We had only a few seconds left before the first reporter reached the car.
“We can't, we need to look like couple”, Dimitri shook his head.
“So? Take my hand”, I said shrugging.
The reporters reached us and I didn't wait for an answer from Dimitri. I opened my door and left the car. Almost instantly the flashes of cameras began and the spotlights of the cameras blinded me momentarily.
“Roza! Come on!”, Dimitri shouted.
He stood at the hood of the car and hold his hand out for me. He smirked at me and his eyes glinted mischievously.
“Right behind ya'”, I laughed, took his hand and we both began running.
The reporters made a run for it too and shouted at us to stop, but we didn't. Dimitri actually began laughing and running faster, pulling me with him.
“Dimitri! Do you love her?”
“Rose! Did you marry him for the money?”
“Dimitri! Do you really think think you can stay faithful to one woman?”
“Dimitri! Why did you marry a poor girl?”
“Rose! Are you pregnant? Did you marry because of a child?”
“How do the new Belikovs feel?”
And so on and so on, but we both ignored every question thrown at us, we just kept running and finally were behind the school gates and in safety. We run a bit further so the reporters couldn't take pictures through the gates or hear anything we were saying.
“That was awesome!”, I laughed.
“My dad will kill me for this”, Dimitri said seriously, but smiled nonetheless.
“You're married man and still afraid of Daddy's wrath?”, I teased.
“Careful wife!”, he glared playfully at me.
“Dimitri!”, someone shouted behind me.
“Ivan!”, Dimitri replied and a smile broke out on his face.
Not a smirk or a grin, but a real smile. The two guys went in for one of these 'man hugs'. They both seemed very happy to see each other and really close.
I've read some things about Ivan before. He was Dimitri's best friends since diapers. Ivan's father was Stephan Zeklos, again the owner of a huge business, it wasn't as successful as the Belikov one, but they still made a lot of money and a hell of a lot of it. Ivan Zeklos was a tall guy, but not as tall as Dimitri. He had sandy blond hair and bright blue eyes. He was pretty attractive to be honest.
“So”, Ivan said and looked at me over Dimitri's shoulder. “That's your wife?”
“Yeah”; Dimitri laughed lightly.
He turned around and smiled openly at me. For a moment his smile took my breath away. I've never seen him look so … so happy, so boyish and so young. Dimitri took a few steps towards me, he stepped behind me and pulled me into his chest, resting his chin on my head.
“Ivan Zeklos meet my wife: Rose Belikov. Rose, meet my best friend: Ivan.”
“Pleasure to meet you”, Ivan smiled and took my hand, kissing it.
I just smiled politely at him, not really sure how to feel about his old fashioned way.
“Likewise”, I said.
“So bro, why didn't I know you were dating this pretty girl?”, Ivan asked, raising an eyebrow and slightly glaring at Dimitri.
“You know I'm not the sharing type”, Dimitri laughed and I felt the vibrations of his laugh on my back.
“Ah, now I get it”, Ivan laughed. “You wanted to tie the knot before she could meet me, so she couldn't change her mind about you. Are you really this scared that your little wife could fall for your best friend? How pathetic Dimitri.”
“Oh trust me, I would stay with Dimitri even if we weren't married”, I answered.
I have no idea why I said that, it just slipped out of my mouth. Dimitri's arms around me went tighter around my waist. He didn't know what I was doing, hell I didn't even know what I was doing.
“And why is that?”, Ivan asked seeming amused by me.
I searched my brain for something to say to him. What could I say? I mean now I needed to say something! I searched my brain for anything that would make Ivan believe that I was truly in love with Dimitri and something that would make him accept me as Dimitri's wife. And then I found something, something pretty embarrassing. But I saw it once in a movie so maybe it could work in real life as well?
“He is taller than you”, I smirked.
Just hoped it was believable, even if Ivan didn't really knew me, he maybe could still say if I lied or not.
“I know, he is gigantic, I mean what are you dude, 6'6''? 6'7''?
“6'7''”, Dimitri confirmed nodding.
So he actually bought it, I thought triumphantly. I thought he would laugh straight away, seeing the reputations he and Dimitri had, but he surprisingly didn't.
“I wasn't talking about his body height”, I said smirking. And this time I couldn't help but really smirk when I saw Ivan's expression. His eyes went wide and he looked like me, like I just told him I was an alien.
“And here I thought you would be an innocent little girl”, Ivan murmured. “But you're married to him” Ivan nodded to Dimitri. “So I guess you aren't that innocent anymore. I have to say Dimitri: I kind of like her: Innocent, but still a hot tongue with snide remarks. Good choice.”
Dimitri's arms around me relaxed a little.
“Hands off Ivan. Like I said: I'm not the sharing type”, Dimitri warned.
Ivan hold his hands up smirking.
“Wouldn't dream of it, actually I would and probably will, but you already know that”, Ivan shrugged. “Come on, we need to go or we're gonna be late.”
“Right behind ya'”, Dimitri called.
Dimitri came beside me and hold a brand new Phone out to me.
“For you. My number is already in there, call or text me if you need to. Love you.”
Dimitri kissed my cheek and winked at me before he and Ivan went down the corridor. His lips left the a burning sensation on my cheek. Like this morning when his finger had brushed mine, just stronger this time and I felt the blood run into my cheeks and I was blushing furiously.
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