The Bratty Heiress

My body hurts, my head was even worst. I thought when people go to heaven they would no longer feel pain.

Crap! Is this hell? O… oh… how the… what am I… okay, I’m freaking scared to open my eyes now. Maybe I should pretend to be dead. Yup… the deader the better… okay, you should stop judging me. The word is deader… meaning more dead.

Damn… my head… I finally groaned as the pain was throbbing. Oh hell, who am I kidding… I was just going to face the evil demon, and carry on with my consequences.

You know… I considered myself as a good person, I donate, I would never hurt anyone intentiona…

“Olga?”

Wait, why does the demon sound familiar? My curiosity gets the best of me as I peeked from my right eye. What? No way…

“Luka?… are you dead too?… are we in hell? my head hurts…” I whined at him, knowing we were both in hell and going through this thing together.

“You’re very much alive my little brat. We’re not in hell, not just yet…” he said softly while caressing my cheek. I could feel his touch, but suddenly my eyes were heavy, and then it was all dark again.

I didn’t know how long I was in and out of consciousness, but what I did know was that his face was always there. He would wear different shirts, but he was always there when I opened my eyes. Until one day he was not there, and that was the day I saw Becca.

“Hi there sleeping beauty…” she greeted me while checking on my stats. She was being her doctor self, complete with her notes and stethoscope.

I looked at my surroundings and sighed as I see that I was back in my room, lying on my bed with machines making beeping sounds and my hand was connected to IVs.

“Hi… water…” my throat was extremely dry, I was feeling really lethargic.

It was not until hours later after Nikolai, daddy dearest and even Demyan came to see me, that I was finally informed of the whole story.

Are you ready? Should I continue?

Yea? Okay…

So apparently I had been in and out of consciousness for four days… and I was back at dad’s… yup bummer. Oh… and they all said that Luka had been there for me nonstop and today was the day I decided to woke up and was also the day he was needed back for his government work.

“Luka had shared everything with me, and I will let him share the details with you personally. But know this, my child, that boy is head over heels for you. He would do anything for you, and that night he was ready to die for you…” my mob daddy shared his wisdom to me that day.

“Look sis, I know should grab you right there and then and this would be avoided easily. But that psycho nerd of yours is one crazy fellow, I think he really has a thing for you. And the woman was his friend, who has more of a sister bond to him. He was being her watchful brother… I can’t believe I’m saying this. But I think Luka is a good guy…” my caveman brother Nikolai was having a hard time telling me that he actually like Luka.

“Woman, you are one suicidal heiress. Your guts scare the hell out of me and let me tell you… I don’t get scared easily. Just stay away from knives and traffic, I think you’re good. Oh… and I think Luka has a thing for you…” the cool Demyan said to me without making eye contact, clearly he was not comfortable with his words.

Lastly, Megan was there, Nikolai showed her into my room making me raised an eyebrow at her…

“Okay woman… this is about you, not me… not him. But killing off your curiosity, yes he and I are a thing. I don’t know exactly what… but I’m sparing you the brotherly icky details and ease you off as I welcome you back to earth…” Megan stayed the longest until I was back to sleep, and she was finally up for another shenanigan with my dearly beloved brother. Okay… I’m not even gonna go there… like eeww…

“Hey, baby… they told me you have been spending the day talking about me?” his smooth buttery manly voice travels to my ear, making my body hummed in delight.

“Luka, hold me, please. I missed you…”

“Hey, no more tears my love. I’m here…” he wiped my cheek with his thumb. Then he joined me on my bed, carefully positioned my arm minding the IVs. Then he put his hand onto my waist and spooned me from the side.

“Sleep baby, I’ll be here… I’m so sorry… I love you, always.”

That was all that I needed to hear, though Yegor would leave his work for me I didn’t love him. And at that very moment, I was happy, extremely overjoyed with him spending the night holding me in his arms.

That night I know I wanted him for the rest of my life, tomorrow I just have to figure out a way to make him realize that he’s feeling the same way as me. And that we should live our fairytale adventure and have our ever after.

But moments later I woke up and then relaxed finding him still by my side. Looking at me while I was sleeping, like a true stalker.

He helps me sit up, and gave me a drink then let me rest my head on his chest.

“Her name is Klara…” he started his story, while I look deeply into his eyes and let his soothing voice resonated throughout my ear.

“I was coming to Russia to destroy Yegor, I hated him for having his way with you… and you broke my heart when you shed your tears for him…”

“I’m sorry…”

“Don’t… we’re not going back there again…”

“But I, we…” I suddenly feel the need to confess, I had betrayed him while he had done nothing but being faithful to me.

“I know, and it’s partly my fault. I had pushed you away, I had made you go to him. And I hated myself for it…”

“Luka… I…”

“Sshh baby you’re mine now, I’m not letting you go… ever. You will marry me, we will be together. I don’t want any more drama, I want you… just you… say yes baby…”

I didn’t even realize it, aside from his hands that keep on fiddling with my hands and my fingers, but then I felt it. The ring that he had sneakily put on my finger, knowing that I would say yes to him.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I smiled widely at him.

“Yes, baby…” I said as he asks me to, making him laughed at me.

“Thank you…”

“Welcome, err… maybe we should… you know… seal the deal..” I winked at him.

He took off his glasses and lower himself down, and gave me the sweetest kiss. I sighed as I feel his thumb caressing my ring finger, while he kept on kissing me and telling me that he loves me in between our kisses.

That night was the best night, but little did I know drama was still lurking around the corner.

What the… seriously author!! I thought this was my story. Crap! I knew she would twist the plot in her sick typer kind of way. Yes… I know you have a serious questionable handwriting skills author.

Now, make my happy ending!