Psycho

Chapter 11

Coping

Third person POV

Aleksandr's brown eyes centred that the melanin skin of the women who laid on the white sheets to the medical room that was in his safe house . Most of her limbs were wrapped in gauzes and plaster .

This was the only place he would be able to take her without his brother ever finding them .

Since the first day he saw her , he had the most primal need to make her his . Although he conversed with her a lot when she worked at the club she would always see the glances of shyness she'd give to his brother . Hoping he would look back at her when she spoke but she wouldn't. A green fire of envy would burn within him . She never looked at him like that

The fire grew even more when he found out that his brother was keeping her at his home after the explosion

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Aleksandr let his brother drag him by the front of his shirt to his office . The office had mahogany floors and ceilings with touches of gold decor

As soon as the door closed behind them Dimitri braced his forearm on his neck pinning him on the door and knocking his breath out of him

" what the hell do you think you're doing ? " he spat in Aleksandr's face . A vein pulsed on the side of his neck

" I could ask you the same brother . What is she still doing here " Aleksandr's spoke back trying not to gulp for air as his brother put more force into his forearm

" shes not going anymore Aleksandr . She's finally mine . She doesn't remember what happened and who she is and what better opportunity is it to make her love me "

Aleksandr paled at his brothers words and the less air that entered his body

" no " he croaked out
" no ? Well you should be happy for me brother . I found love " Dimitri let his brother go twirling around his office with his head slightly twitching due to not taking his pills this morning

" you said that the last time with Sage "
Dimitri's face reddened at the mention of his past lovers name

" SHES THE ONE WHO RUINED IT SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO LOVE ME NOT MY MEASLY BODYGUARD!"

Aleksandr angered at how his brother thought the world revolved around his feelings and what he wanted . Of course his brother wasn't mentally stable but that had been an excuse for him too long.

" SHES DEAD . SHES DEAD BECAUSE OF YOUR EGO AND YOUR SELFISHNESS DIMITRI !"

The next thing Aleksandr knew a glass flew by his head and smashed into the wall next to him .

" ITS NOT MY FAULT"
" it is Dimitri it will always be . She's six feet under just because you couldn't accept the fact that she wasn't in love with you in the first place . I won't allow you to do the same with Nia " he said while poking his finger in his brothers chest

Grinding his teeth Dimitri clasped his brothers finger and twisted it in the opposite direction and looked at his brother with a menacing glare

" there's nothing you're going to do about it . Now be a good little boy and go apologise to my wife "

Aleksandr's eyes widened into saucers
" no ... s-she's not your wife Dimitri "
" she doesn't know that and she'll never know that understand me . Remember that you may be my blood but I won't hesitate to slit your throat as I did with our parents . Don't . Get . In . My . Way "