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Freedomwriter2010

Chapter 026.

I could feel arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me tighter to their bare skin. Grinning, I turned my body to face the bare chest.

"G'morning" Instead of goodmorning it was more of a mumble. But instead of an echo, it was silent. Opening my eyes, I was met with warm dark brown orbs staring at me, and his hand bringing mine up to meet him lips. Kissing the top of the bandages he just looked at me, with that kind of look in his eyes.

"Good morning Rose. " Ouch, no Roza. Just Rose. Brushing it off, I smiled and kissed his cheek. Again the silence filled the room. Bringing my good hand to his cheek, I could feel him lean further into it.

"Dimitri…" I asked trailing off, not too sure what we were actually talking about.

"I'm so sorry Rose, your hand is….bandaged so much is it bad?" He asked looking at my hand rubbing circles on the top. It was a bit sore but the motion was soothing. "The doctor said it was fine, but he wouldn't be sure of the muscle damage until it was fully healed. But please don't worry about this, its something so miniscule for your to worry about right now Comrade." I told him smiling.

He leaned his face closer to me. " How did I get so lucky to have someone so beautiful inside and out?" He stated pressing his lips to mine. I smiled and continued our kissing. I could feel his hands pressing against my back, pulling me closer to him. The next thing I knew, I could feel his large calloused hands running under my silky nightgown, riding it up over my hip, and his hands scaled my back, up and down.

Rolling him onto his back, I now straddled him, leaning over kissing him hard as his hands pressed on my back, and held my head. Pulling back I I kissed his nose quickly before staring into his eyes again. " I believe we should go eat breakfast, after all it is eleven in the morning and you have a meeting today, sorry to be a bummer."

His smile suddenly fell, and he groaned out. " I don't wanna." It made me smile to see the immature side of Dimitri. "I know you don't want to, but they have to go through things with you about you taking over the company now." I know he didntwant to talk about this, but it had to happen, he had to face reality sooner or later. The sadness returned back into his eyes.

"I don't think I can do it." His voice full of bashfulness. What ever happened to the strong arrogant Dimitri?

"Do what? Be as good as your father? Because Dimitri you are much more than what he was, always remember that sometimes change is best even if in hard times. Just try to be more open to it, after all they will need you more than ever now." I told him giving him a reassuring smile. Patting his chest with my hands, I gave him my famous smile.

"Now, are you going to come down and cook because I know if we want a house to live in, its probably better you cook." His laughter shook us as his head gave a shake at me.

It was now five o clock, Dimitri had left for his office around lunch time, to go meet with the board of his office and to decide what position he would be in now. And now it was like a waiting game to see when he came home.

Sitting on the couch with my feet tucked under my legs, I sat there staring at my laptop screen, showing a art school here in Russia. I itched to send in an application, maybe it should be something I discussed first with Dimitri? I wanted out of this house, sitting around all the time was such a waste of time, and with my hand the way it was right now I couldn't paint, I could barely type.

Sighing, I closed the screen of my laptop and turned my attention to the door knob turning and the front door opening. In walked my gorgeous husband, he didn't look like he had any emotions on his face, he was simply neutral.

"Hey, how did it go?" I asked getting up, cutting straight to the point. He gave me a frown on his face.

"They actually all voted to have me as the CEO of our company.." He told me dropping the papers he held onto.

Staring at him with my mouth open, I screamed a bit and realising I startled him I gave a laugh. " Oh my god, Dimitri! Im so happy for you. See I told you !" He cracked a smile.

"Yeah, I guess you did." I noticed his mood though. " Why aren't you happy?" I asked him cupping his cheek in my hand. He leaned into it.

"I am, but I cant help but think about my father, im still in denial I think, and all of this is happening so fast its hard to process you know.." He told me, cupping my cheek in his larger hand. "When do they want you back?" I asked curious to know.

"I start on Monday, which means I have all weekend to prepare." He smiled and pulled me close to him for a hug. " Thank you for standing beside me during this all, you don't know how much it means to me. To have support." He looked at me, and then his lips were on mine, kissing me with such a passion. Moaning I melted into his kiss.

The next thing I knew, he was wrapping his arms around my waist, hoisting me up. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist and leaned on the wall behind me, letting him trail kisses up and down my neck. Sucking on the crook of my neck he started murming, I couldn't really understand his Russian at that moment, but it still sent chills up my back.

Running my hands through his hair I kiss his forehead and melted into his touch once more, letting his one hand run up the front of my shirt, making me arch my back and lean into his touch. And for our second time together, I let him carry me to our bedroom, to let me melt together with him.

A couple weeks had past since Alexsanders death, Dimitri's promotion and my injury. Luckily today, I was off to have my hand x-rayed for internal damage and to assess what should be done from now.

I was currently sitting on the table when my doctor walked in . Dr Odelenski.

"Hello Rosemarie, how are you today?" She asked smiling at me, holding her clipboard.

"I'm good, just ready to see why my hand is a little usless still, just wanted to see how its doing. Im eager to get back to my art and painting. I have projects I would like to continue." I told her beaming. The x-rays had gone well, a little sore after the technician had moved it around a bit, but surely a little therapy would do it good since I have been keeping it limp like a noddle the past weeks.

My mood changed though watching my favorites doctors face turn into a frown as she flipped through the pages.

"What is it doc?"I asked a bit worried, cradling my hand.

"Rose, I don't know how to tell you this, but I don't think you will be able to continue with your art."

I still couldn't believe it. Shock radiated from me as I sat on the bench outside of the doctors office. I couldn't fucking believe it.

Flashback.

"Rose, the intrissic muscles in your hand, you torn through three of your first finger muscles. I'm surprised you didn't damage the nerves in your hand, the fact that you can still move your fingers around is a miracle almost." She had a grim look.

"Im sorry Rose, but the pain you keep feeling, probably wont ever go away now. Over time it might, but there is no guarantee that you will have your hand back to normal." She ripped off a piece of paper and handed it to me. " This is a prescription for a medication you will be able to take for the pain, completely harmless in the sense of mixing it with alcohol, other medication or pregnancies. It will help your hand function through daily routine, anything further it will not mask the damage done."

If it wasn't one bloody thing it was another. The one thing I held close to my heart, the one thing. It was just another adversity I would have to overcome again. Standing up I took a deep breath and promised myself not to cry, not until I was at home, or had Dimitri to support me. There wouldn't even be a promise I would tell him, I did not need him beating himself up about this.

Taking another good breath, I looked at my watch and smiled, I did have one thing to do before heading home, and that was to go to Dimitri's work to pick him up to go home.

We arrived at the office only fifteen minutes later, climbing out of the car I looked at the doors and smiled. Seeing Dimitri had to make me feel better, and it wasn't as if I could go in looking like someone had hit my smile off. Putting on a brave face, I walked into Belikov Corp, heading to the elevator.

Dimitri's office was now on the top floor, he had moved into his fathers office, and even though I hated Mia HATED her, Dimitri had let her keep her job, but she was demoted to a filer, and kept on a couple floors below .

Walking onto his floor though, Mia was the last person I expected to see coming through his office doors. Stopping in my tracks I crossed my arms.

"What do you think you are doing up here?" I asked giving her a hard glare.

She looked up from her phone and smirked. "You're still around, sad considering it means he hasn't gotten tired of your ass." She told me, crossing her arms as well.

"You better leave, now." I told her standing my ground.

"Don't worry child, I was and need not to worry Dimitri isn't actually here, he was called into a meeting about thirty minutes ago. I was just dropping off some files that I just love organizing." She used a scarcastic tone which only made me want to laugh in a way. Weird.

She started walking past me when her voice rang out again.

"Oh that reminds me Rose, I guess he did get tired of you, sorry about the divorce." Hearing her words, I whipped around.

"What did you just say?" My eyes glued to hers.

She shrugged. "The papers are on his desk, so I guess he did get tired of your ass. And it has only been like what? A month? Wow quicker than that American Kardashian girl. " She shrugged her shoulders and waltzed into the elevator, letting the doors close.

All I could hear was my heartbeat in my ears. Turning back around, I almost ran to Dimitri's office, opened the glass door and took long strides to his desk.

Sure as shit, there on the top of his papers sat Divorce papers ontop of a manila envelope, and on the bottom line, his signature sat.

I guess it was true what they said, curiosity really did kill the cat. In this case, my happiness died about ten more notches.