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From Russia, With Love...Part 2
By : Number9Dream
Category: WWF/WWE > General
Views: 1566 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not know Vladimir Kozlov personally and I am not making any money off of this story. It is a work of fiction. -
Chapter List
- 1-From Russia, With Love...Part 2
- 2-Lovemaking
- 3-The Conversation on the Plane
- 4-Fantasy and A Foreshadowing
- 5-Betrayal
- 6-The Apology
- 7-On Shaky Ground
- 8-The Conversation Over Dinner
- 9-Make Up Sex
- 10-Walk Away
- 11-Time To Breathe
- 12-At Jeanine's
- 13-You Can Run, But You Can't Escape
- 14-The Morning After, and a Confession
- 15-Teasing
- 16-Birth
- 17-Bound
- 18-The Last Straw
Everything was really quite pleasant for the next week. Vladimir was working very hard to find a job, one that would allow him to spend more time at home. Renae was confident the baby had survived both ordeals she had gone through, as her stomach was starting to round out and her breasts were starting to swell. Sometimes she felt so ugly she wouldn’t let Vladimir see her naked. One day he sat next to her on the couch and placed his hand gently on her stomach.
“You are most beautiful woman in the world to me…” he whispered as he kissed her cheek.
“Stop it; I’m so fat now.”
“You look more beautiful than ever when you are carrying my child. Your belly is so sexy.”
They decided that day to go shopping for maternity clothes. It was time now for that; Renae’s size 11/12’s were a struggle to get on. They walked up to the counter with a huge pile of clothes and Renae pulled out a wad of money that she had gotten from her Social Security. Vladimir shook his head.
“No.”
“Vladimir, you don’t have a job.”
“I will not let you pay. Put it away.” He pulled out his credit card and stepped in front of her. She stood there, mouth open, with the cash still in her hand. After he was finished paying, he turned around.
“At least let me carry the bag?”
“No.” They walked out of the store into the parking lot. Quickly she tried to rip the bag out of his hand. She couldn’t do it.
“What do you think you are doing?” He spoke softly to her but in a very intimidating tone.
“I want to carry my own bag. I am not helpless.”
“You are pregnant; I will do these things. You do not need to stress your body. The bag is heavy. Now stop talking about it.” They walked through the parking lot to the car. Vladimir placed the bag in the back seat and went around to open her door for her.
“Vladimir, I could have done that myself.”
“Just get in the car.” She sat down in the passenger’s seat and he shut the door. She could already see the anger brewing in his eyes. When he sat down in the driver’s seat, she turned and looked out the window. He started the car.
“Why do you look the other way,” he asked her. She didn’t answer. Soon they reached home. He reached into the back seat, grabbed the bag, and then got out. She opened her own door and walked to the front door, waiting for him to unlock it. When he did, she walked into the house and prepared to shut herself in their bedroom again, but she felt his hand grabbing her wrist.
“Don’t you walk away from me…” His voice had a tone of warning in it. She didn’t turn around. “Look at me, god damn it.” He spun her around quickly. She tried to pull her wrist out of his hand but he pulled her up against his chest.
“Vladimir, please, let me go. Just calm down…go watch T.V. … I’ll go sit in our room, okay?”
“You don’t tell me what to do.” He gripped her wrist tighter, until she felt like he was cutting of her circulation. “I will break your fucking arm.”
“Please…let me go…”
“Let you go?”
“Yes, please let me go…”
“Not until you learn to not walk away from me.”
“I won’t walk away from you anymore.” Slowly, he let loose his grip on her wrist.
“You should not make me angry.”
“I’m sorry.” He nodded at her, his eyes still filled with anger and his lips set in a straight line. “Can I put these clothes away?”
“Yes, but I want you to watch television with me. I want to be next to you.” Before she walked off, he grabbed her again. She was full of fear. She put her hands up over her face, but he just wrapped her in a tight hug. When he let her go, she walked off.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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