Shark hunting. Spartacus
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– What a mess you've made! – said the guy with a light chuckle.
But she was not laughing at all.
– You know what I think, – she said.
He looked at her curiously.
– I have friends, I'll go to them for help! – with these words, she nodded her head affirmatively to her thoughts.
– For what?
– Material help, of course.
– And?
– They will help me to leave.
– Next what?
– What next? – Nadezhda didn't understand.
– Who, where are you going and who are you running away from now? – He asked, getting serious.
– I'll go to America, and I'll find a job there, and that's it. It doesn't matter where or who. I won't go to anyone. I'll just go away! – she answered with a rebellious look.
– How can a young girl go nowhere?! – He said with a furrowed brow.
– What are you, my father? What do you care?
Spartacus gritted his teeth and said nothing. What did he really care?
She got up and went to their room.
He remained seated in a chair and stared at the floor.
Then he decided to follow her.
– If you want to go your own way, I don't mind, – he said at last.
– Oh, thank you. I don't have any other way. And I'm sorry I got you involved in all this, too, – she added quietly as she brushed her hair.
– Yes, unfortunately that's true, and that's why I can't let you go anywhere you want to go.
She was standing at the mirror with her back to him and at that moment she turned and looked at him.
– Excuse me?
– The option of going wherever you want by yourself is not an option, – Spartacus explained. He stood up, spreading his legs slightly and dropping his fists into his sides.
– And what you will do? Put me on the chain?! I'm not your wife, you forget, it's all a game!
– But, you know, my life is not a game! – He answered with an angry look on his face. – Do you think I won't be asked if anything happens to you? No, dear, it doesn't work that way. Either you do everything, with my consent, or I call your father and hand you over to him. And this conversation is over.
– You bastard!
– Think what you want. But I am careful about security, so give me your passport, – he demanded, holding out his hand to her.
– I don't think so! Maybe you can turn me into your slave, too?! – she protested, hastily pushing aside the drawer in the chest of drawers that contained her personal belongings.
In one wide step, Spartacus bridged the distance between them and tried to snatch her passport from her hand. But she jerked sharply and darted away. Of course he caught up with her immediately. He turned her abruptly toward him, and she fell on her side with a cry, pulling him down with her.
The room they were given as newlyweds had once been of parents' bedroom. Spartacus slept on the floor, and Nadia, as a lady, was on the bed. Now they were almost cuddled up on the soft bed and froze. He was looking down at her, and the color of his gray eyes was gradually taking on a darker hue. Holding her tightly by the wrists, the guy literally crucified her beneath him.
– Get up off of me, – the girl spoke in a trembling voice.
He finally came to his senses and immediately recoiled to the side, but realized, ducked and snatched the ill-fated passport from her relaxed fingers.
– I said so, and that was the end of it! – he muttered, breathing heavily from anger or something else. Then he added, – You have a choice, either you go back to your father, or we'll find a solution together.
– I should have agreed to marry that nasty Sergei! And then poisoned him on the wedding night and remained a rich widow, – Nadezhda grumbled angrily, stroking her hands. – Than running from one tyrant to another.
Spartacus smirked and shook his head. Then he turned to her and said, -Do you think you can meet only decent people on your path? You're wrong, my dear. You can meet anyone, including psychos and maniacs. And our tyranny will seem the most tender love to you.
At these words she looked at him intently, and he did not take his eyes away.
– And what do you suggest to me?
– To find common ground with your daddy.
– It is impossible.
– Why not? You are his daughter, he is not going anywhere and he will take you back.
– He has someone to pay his attention to and take care of, – she said grudgingly.
Spartacus looked at her carefully, then sighed and lowered his head. – So something must be done to draw his attention to yourself.
– Hang myself? And write a suicide note – my father is to blame for everything! – That's a good idea, by the way, thanks for giving it to me.
– I did? Don't be silly! I don't know, maybe it takes a little time. Whoever he has in his personal life, he's not going to leave his kid to fend for himself. See how quickly he found you?! – said Spartacus, casting a smiling look at her, – I told you! And now it will be like I say, too.
Nadia shrugged her shoulders and put her head down on her hands.
After some pause, Spartacus, said in a calm voice, – I have to go to work, – and handed her passport back. – If you go, you'll bring trouble on me. They'll put me in jail.
Chapter 5
Nadezhda accepted her fate and continued to play the role of the loving and submissive wife of the country guy. Expecting that her father would soon have mercy on her and take the disobedient daughter back. Or at least give her the benefits she deserves. So far, the girl has steadfastly endured the new rules and in completely unaccustomed, for her, conditions of life. By the time she was twenty-six She was learning everything any woman should be able to do. The housework seemed to her to be God's punishment for her parent's disobedience. Every now and then, wiping snot on her fist, the girl picked up a broom and a mop, and so on. Not only did she have to clean the house, but her mother-in-law dragged her into the stable to the cow and goats.
The smell of manure and other incomprehensible things drove her crazy. The first time it made her sick, which amused Stepan greatly. He followed his daughter-in-law on her heels until he got bored. When the girl started assigning things to the guy, he would quickly start looking for escape routes and disappear from sight. Eventually, he stopped getting in the way.
Katerina Aleksandrovna, Spartacus's mother also gradually began to get used to Nadia. Despite her burrow and white hands at first, the woman took a liking to the girl. Soon, Nadezhda began to receive gifts and with she go on visits. The woman bragged to her friends and showed her daughter-in-law to everyone in the neighborhood, especially to those girls from who she had previously discouraged her son. One month passed, and then autumn came.