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Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy. All characters from there are by Richelle Mead. I own this story and all the other characters and plot.
Summary
Dimitri Belikov, a wealthy businessman whose world revolves around his company and his family. Rose, a young hard working woman, orphaned with no family or relation except for her younger brother Mason. Sparks fly when they meet, but both refuse to acknowledge each other.
Chapter One - DPOV
I sighed and sunk back down on my bed, massaging my throbbing head as the events of the last few hours starting replaying in my head.
"Mr. Belikov, Mr. Belikov, we have a few questions for you".
"Mr. Belikov, we heard you were getting married. What do you have to say about this?"
"Mr. Belikov,can you tell us who the lucky girl is?"
"Was it love at first sight."
"Are you two engaged already"
"When is the wedding."
"трахать мою жизнь." Groaning again, I sighed, stood up and made my way down to the kitchen to cook dinner. Yes, the media could be a powerful tool sometimes, but my god they were annoying as hell. With their constant questions, they reminded me of Ivan's girlfriends.
"Hey Dimitri"
Speak of the devil. I turned, and my best friend walked towards me with a grin on his face.
"Dimitri bro, how was your day. You look like shit", Ivan said.
"I feel like shit," I groaned.
"Damn, what happened," Victoria's voice piped up.
I faced my sister and gave a small smile. "You know, the media. They're onto me about mine and Tasha's engagement and-"
Ivan groaned. "What the hell Dimitri. I was having such a good day. You had to bring her up?"
Victoria snickered, and I frowned at her before narrowing my eyes at Ivan.
He immediately put his hands up in surrender but not before saying, "I don't even know why you're marrying her. It's not like you're in love-"
"Ivan, you know I don't believe in this bullshit about love." I sighed. "Tasha is wealthy, educated and to be honest hot as hell. I don't know what your problem is-"
"My problem is-"
"Our problem," Victoria interrupted. I glared at her and Ivan smirked.
"Well then. Our problem is that Tasha is a soul-sucking possessive little b-"
"IVAN"
"What," Ivan looked at us innocently.
"OK. Let me try", Victoria said, "My problem is that you don't even like Tasha. Like not even a little."
I opened my mouth, and Victoria held up her hand silencing me. I frowned before conceding.
"Dimitri, you know in your heart that you find her annoying. And we do too. All she cares about is her image in front of the world and the stupid karma shit that she always talks about. Seriously… she's also extremely possessive as well…" Victoria paused, and I jumped in.
"Victoria, I know you think that. In fact, you, Sonya, Karo, and Ivan have all made it exceptionally clear multiple times, but seriously I do like her. She isn't annoying, and about social media…Well isn't that what all girls do, putting up a facade just for social media-"
"It's what you do too," Ivan muttered, and I scowled.
Ivan sighed. "Dimitri, all I'm saying is that you consider this a little more. I mean that woman barely knows you. She doesn't know what your favorite food is, she doesn't know what you like to do in your free time, hell, she doesn't even know your favorite bar-"
"Ivan, for the last time. I do like Tasha. She has been a good friend to me for a long time, and I am happy with this marriage.", I said and turned away.
"Keep telling yourself that," Ivan and Victoria chorused and I frowned a little before turning back to them.
Victoria smirked. "Ok brother, we'll stop talking about this, but I'm telling you. The day you will fall deeply in love, you will come running to me first and-"
I laughed out loud. "Well, that's the first time Victoria's words are going to be proven wrong. I don't fall in love and-"
"Keep telling yourself that." Ivan and Victoria said, and I groaned.
"Oh, what are you bothering Dimka about again. I told you to leave him alone for a few hours."
Oh thank the lord, what a welcome sight… and sound.
Olena Belikova walked towards me, her signature gentle smile adorning her face and her hands and face covered in flour.
"Mama," I smiled and bent to kiss her cheeks.
Mama pulled me into a tight hug, then pinched Ivan and Victoria. "Ouch," they yelped, "Mama."
"Boys, I told you to give Dimka his space. The poor boy is exhausted now. Look at his face."
Ivan and Victoria hung their heads, and I burst out laughing, only to feel a sharp pain in my side. I gave a surprised yell, and looked at Mama, only to find all three of them grinning at me.
"What, you think I was going to let you off for staying at work too long and not eating your lunch." The way Mama's voice rose at the end would make you think I had anorexia.
We all burst out laughing, and Mama only smiled gently before herding us into the kitchen. "Sit down. I'm making some black bread". Ivan whooped, and Victoria yelled out triumphantly. I gave a small chuckle before sitting down next to Ivan.
Without my active consent, my thoughts wandered to the conversation before. Was I making a mistake in marrying Tasha? Yes, I said I liked her but did I really want to rush into this so soon. And what about love?
I suddenly felt lonely and cold. Was I capable of love? Was Dimitri Belikov, world-renowned businessman so heartless that he did not know what love was?
My hand automatically twitched towards the coat pocket of my duster, where I hid my anti-depressant pills.
"Димка, ты вернулся. Как прошел твой день?" , an old voice crooned, and I looked up to find Yeva's old eyes staring at me shrewdly. I gave a small smile and gulped as her eyes flitted to my coat pocket. She gave me a sympathetic smile before turning to Karolina who walked in with Paul.
"Uncle Dimka," the 8-year old cried and jumped into my arms. I caught him, and he plopped down in my arms.
Karolina sat down on the couch and looked around before asking "Where's Sonya?"
"Here, and is that black bread I smell?", Sonya waddled in holding her swollen belly and sniffing the air like a dog. Ivan snickered, then paled to the death glare she shot him.
"Come in Sonya, sit down. Yes, I am making you black bread. And yes, I will leave an entire loaf for you.", Mama said with a small smile.
I chuckled slightly and relaxed as I looked around at my loved ones.
My mind went back to the earlier talk. What was the need for love? I was perfectly happy as long as I had these people around me. Love was for those who are weak, and Dimitri Belikov was not weak. I had my sisters and Ivan with me. I did not need love as long as I had their love, I reasoned, then looked up to meet Yeva's eyes staring directly at me. I jumped, then frowned in surprise when she leaned in and whispered "Это то, о чем вы сейчас думаете. Просто подожди. Однажды придет ваш цветок, и вы никогда не захотите оставить ее снова."
Knowing better than to argue with her, I simply said ok and leaned back. Babushka smirked and turned back to Sonya who was complaining again about some pain.
I let out a shaky breath and turned to my family. Mama gave me a gentle smile and passed me a loaf of black bread. I pushed my thoughts away and forced myself to relax with my family, as Ivan made yet another joke that had Karolina shushing him and Paul looking questioningly between the two adults.
Translations
трахать мою жизнь - fuck my life
Димка, ты вернулся. Как прошел твой день - Dimka, you're back. How was your day?
Это то, о чем вы сейчас думаете. Просто подожди. Однажды придет ваш цветок, и вы никогда не захотите оставить ее снова - This is what you are thinking about right now. Just wait. One day your flower will come, and you will never want to leave it again
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