The girl quickly returned to her room and took out her laptop. Fury, resentment and a sadistic desire to put De Niro in his place burned inside her.
From: Elena Lincoln
To: Robert De Niro
Date: 07/12/2013 18:44
Subject: threats and intimidation
Never, do you hear me, never dare to threaten me! I am not your submissive, and I will never be one. You are used to getting everything you want, but you will not get me. And the dance and my rescue in the forest do not matter! I am not going to sleep with you, Mister De Niro! You are a disgusting old cannibal who thinks he is the center of the universe. I hate you for what you have done to my life! And if I meet you again, I'll use magic!
Elena sent the letter and fell onto the bed. She started to like him. She really thought that all his cruelty was just a mask, and there was something else underneath, but now... Elena wanted to be hugged and told that everything would be fine.
Night fell on London, which Elena spent without sleep at her laptop, reviewing various videos with owls, raccoons and kittens on YouTube, trying to get Rob's unpleasant letter out of her head. The box of chocolates he had given her stood next to her, and the girl sometimes opened it and took chocolates from there. They had all the flavors of her favorite Alpen Gold, and the most amazing thing: as soon as one portion of chocolates ran out, a new one with a new flavor immediately appeared.
"Delicious magic," Lincoln smiled.
She was a girl, despite her tastes and habits, and she liked girly things, especially chocolate. And I must admit, De Niro got the gift right...
- Rota, get up! - Sophie ran into Elena's room and charged her with positive energy with her smile alone.
- Soph, 6:40, have some conscience, Lincoln pulled the blanket over her head.
- El, we're in London. It's not time to sleep. Come on, get up, let's go admire the city, - Taylor pulled off the blanket and ran off to her room with a cheerful laugh.
Elena slept for another 2 hours, and then, getting up and tidying herself up, went down to the hall, where Miss Taylor was waiting for her in a soft green dress with a floral pattern on the chest.
The two girls left the hotel together and, smiling at the fine day in the English capital, hurried towards adventure.
It was a wonderful day. The friends rode a double-decker bus, ate ice cream opposite Abbey Road, took photos in Trafalgar Square and admired Big Ben. Elena didn t have time to send the photos to the Grays and post them on her Instagram. Lincoln hadn t laughed like that in a long time. She felt calm and cozy just walking around London with Sophie and breathing in the slightly damp air.
Lincoln called Christian at noon.
Elena, how are you? Why do we find out about your arrival in London through your social networks? Is it so hard to call? Christian grumbled like an old bear who was woken up in the middle of winter.
Dad, I arrived in the evening. I immediately checked into the hotel and went to bed, Elena justified herself. Meanwhile, Sophie was dying of laughter behind her back.
Elena, don t lie. You arrived at 15:00 London time. I tracked Sophie s call to Taylor. Why didn t you call? Christian was determined to find out the truth.
- Oh, Dad, I just forgot. How's Mom? How are the others? - Elena left the cafe and headed towards the Parliament building with Sophie.
- Everything is fine. They say hi. Mom woke up in a cold sweat today because you're in London. I barely convinced her that you have a head on your shoulders and safety rules in your DNA, - Christian laughed
Elena smiled. Kind and caring Ana always worried about each of her children. When Phoebe went on her first trip abroad, Mrs. Grey drove her husband crazy with her worries and her daughter by calling every hour. Over time, Anastasia began to take Phoebe's absences more calmly. But she worried less about Theo, since he was a man
- Everything is fine with me. I don't drink beer, I don't hit subs, I eat chocolate and relax. Now Sophie and I are going to Daphne's party, - the girls entered the liquor store.
- And great. I remember when you were a student, you didn't go to parties, you just studied. It made us happy and sad. Have fun while you're young, daughter. Will Miss Kruger have any cute guys? - Christian started his favorite topic.
- Only Isaac. And he's with Phoebe, - Elena and Sophie walked along the shelves with wine, choosing a drink for a gift for Daphne.
- Too bad. Okay, rest. I hope everything goes smoothly. Love, daughter, - Gray hung up.
- Do you think it's okay? - Elena was holding a bottle of Balanezh 1966 in her hands.
- Who knows, maybe she doesn't drink at all. Although... Daphne is clearly not a nun, so, - Sophie smiled.
The friends went to the checkout and almost punched the bottle when suddenly...
- Fake.
This slightly hoarse voice brought Elena out of her reverie and she turned around. Behind her stood a blonde of about 45-50 years old in a leather jacket and looked at her.
- What, excuse me? - Lincoln turned around.
What, excuse me? - Lincoln turned around.
- I'm telling you, the wine is fake. Firstly, the color is darker at Balanezhe, and secondly, the price is higher. I'm sure your purchase tastes like lemonade, - The stranger's slight Australian accent and cheeky grin were very inviting.
- Yes? Where can I buy the real thing? - Sophie asked.
- On the contrary. The Nobu wine shop, the best alcohol and snacks to go with it, - a long-haired brunette with something mysterious in her face approached the blonde. - But the prices there will bite off your entire hand and wallet.
Elena smiled. It turns out she's not the only one who doesn't like De Niro's brainchild.
- So what should we do? - Taylor became sad. - We were going to a party, and then...
- So, let me bring you alcohol and snacks. I'm the bar manager and I can help you. We have delivery. Give me your address and I'll bring it all, - Blondie winked at Elena.
- Hilton Hotel, ask for Elena Lincoln at the reception, I'll come down to you, - Elena extended her hand to her.
- Louise Miller, just Lou to friends. And next to me is Debra Ocean, my girlfriend, - the Australian shook Lincoln's hand with feeling.
POV Elena
The evening came quickly. I'm standing in front of the mirror and adjusting my translucent top from Dior. It looks perfect with jeans and ballet flats. The mood is just great. Lou and Debbie turned out to be a cute lesbian couple who not only brought us food for the party, but also treated us to fish and chips at Lou's bar. I watched them: such harmony in their relationship, such tender looks and playful quarrels...
And me...? Damn, for the first time I acutely felt my loneliness. Yes, there is Sophie, there are the Grays, but it's not the same... I want love, I want to joke like them, feel peace and comfort, fall asleep in someone's arms by the fireplace, cook breakfast for my loved one while listening to Lady Gaga or Rihanna. And at the same time, I want to remain a Mistress, combine BDSM and Vanilla... But there is no one with...
I check my mail in the hope of a letter from Robert, but there is nothing... Too bad... I could yell at him and I would feel better. Probably...
Okay, screw it. Today I intend to have fun at Daphne's party, and then come what may. I will think about my loneliness tomorrow. And today I will rest.