Chapter 3.

DPOV

Rosemarie Mazur, her name sounded so sweet from my lips. I was informed that I would be marrying her in 3 weeks' time. I still didn't know how to feel about it. It was all so sudden especially learning of the age gap between us. I was a bit startled, and a bit upset as well. I wasn't and still am not ready to settle down. My father had gone over why this settlement remained and in a sick way I was disgusted that the Mazurs had used their daughter as collateral damage. But I guess everything turned out alright except for the fact we had to "wed" as my father put it. The good that was to come out of this would be the strength between the businesses and the security of our banding together, although just because I have heard of this news didn't mean that my ways had to stop. I am Dimitri Belikov, I can have whomever iu want, when I want which explains why I was in bed with a beautiful girl, I think her name is Ria? Kia? OH. It was Mia, that was her name.

I had learned yesterday that tonight I would be meeting Rose and her family. Apparently I had met the Mazurs when I was a boy but I couldn't remember. The news had made me almost nervous I guess you could say. So me and my buddy Ivan had gone out where I met this beauty whom I was currently with. My room had her sweet perfume floating around mixed with the heavy air filled of sex. I lay on my back, the sheets at my waist while this petite girl was cuddled in to my side with her head on my arm and her arm draped over my bare chest. As she moved I could feel her chest rub on my side, almost turning me on again. But remembering I had to go pick out the engagement ring for my fiancée gave me reason to wake her from her slumbers.

Not too long after I had waken the girl Mia, I had jumped in the shower by myself sadly to wash the stale sweat and girl from me. I dressed myself in a suit and tie, tying my hair at the nape of my neck. Getting in my car, my driver brought me to the jeweller before meeting my father to head to the Mazur home. When entering one of the top engagement ring stores it is very overwhelming. Especially when the ring is for a girl you've never met before. Questions of what is her personality? What styles does she like? Colours? Jewels? So much runs through your head. So it takes a toll on your thoughts.

"Hello Dimitri, we've been waiting for you, this way" One of the clerks waved me towards a counter filled with many ring selections. It was almost star striking at how many diamonds were in front of me and how many ways a diamond can be cut. There was only one that stood out though. Rosemarie, a beautiful name that came from a herb, but also showing its name with the flower Rose. The first thing that comes with the name is a flower of the colour red. Picking up a ring I smiled and handed it to the women beside me. This would be her ring, it shown brightly and was definitely the right pick for this girl I had yet to meet. Hopefully it would take her breath away just as it had done to mine. Looking down at my watch it seemed that this hadn't taken as much time as I thought it would, I guess us men did know how to make decisions fast. Grabbing the ring box I handed my card over and they rang it through. This better me the one considering the cost. Putting it in my pocket I said my thanks and walked back out to the car where it idled for me. All me and my driver had to do was meet my father at the Mazur house.

The drive to the Mazurs had taken a good 45 minutes to an hour as they lived on the outskirts in their giant household. The Mazurs were known with their fortune in the world of "business" and Abe mazur was known for his title and how intimidating he could be. Stories had circulated about workers of his trying to steal from him and when they had been caught it was like they had been erased from society. No one messes with the Mazurs and Abe will make sure you know it.

Pulling up the driveway I could see my fathers car sitting there already and as on cue the door opened and outcame my father – Alexander Belikov. Me and my father, we didn't have the best of relationship, not after my mothers death. I believe it was because I blamed him and he blamed me. Her death was sudden and I never talked about her. Stepping out of my car I walked over to him and just like business men he grasped my hands firmly and released.

"Are you ready for this Dimitri? I know its a lot to take in but you are a Belikov, everything will go smoothly this has been planned since you were young" He patted my bAck and we walked to the front door.

Going into the home lead by maybe a housekeeper we were lead into a living space where two people stood, they were no other than Abe Mazur and his wife, Janine Mazur. Janine wore a simple but still elegant black dress with her hair in a fury of red curls, Abe wore a suit with a gold silk scarf. They looked like a famous couple, the only thing or should I say person missing, was their daughter- my future wife.

"Dimitri, how have you been boy it is good to see you again," Abe Mazur asked as he clasped his hand on my shoulder.

"I am very well Mr. Mazur, been busy with the company and business with my father. Everything seems to be going very well, Ive just settled a huge deal earlier in the week." Remembering how I had made that huge deal caused a smile to rise to my face. I could see my father grinning as well.

For the next 20 minute4s we talked about how well both businesses were going, Janine also kept apologizing for how late Rose was keeping us from dinner. I wasn't too mad and to be honest was in no rush. I knew she wasn't fond of this arrangement any more than I was. I was brought out of my thoughts when Abe and Janine stood up and a pair of heels clicked on the stone flooring towards us.

Turning around I watched as a beautiful young girl walked over to her parents and then to my father, sharing a few words with him. She was elegant in the way she walked, her hair was slicked back into a high bun- showing that she must have a lot of hair to put up. Her dress clung to her body showing off her curves that would and will always drive me wild. You could tell she worked out when she wanted to but still ate what she wanted. Her body would drive any man crazy and it drove me that way already. She finally made her way over to me and I was waiting for her beautiful voice to caress me when she spoke almost sarcastically, telling me she was in this against her will. It was at this point that I knew she was going to be the death of and my personal rollercoaster I was going to learn how to ride. Great, went through my mind, my future wife was not going to make this a smooth journey. My father lied this was not going to go smooth.

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