Page 49 of Forced By the Bratva

It had been a hectic day for me at the office, as I had a lot of work to do, and I couldn’t wait to get home and ease away all the stress—but I couldn’t do that yet because I still had a lot to do in the office.

My lips stretched into a smile when I leaned forward on my table and turned on my phone screen to look at the picture displayed on my screen. It was a picture of Jenna smiling broadly.

My smile deepened as I saw her smiling face on my screen. The thought of her suddenly energized me again.

It was kind of overwhelming for me, and I was still in shock. A few months ago, I would never have believed that I would be so happy to be sharing my space with another human—a woman, for that matter. I would never have believed that a woman’s picture would grace my phone’s screen, and I would smile broadly each time I looked at it like I was doing now.

I finally left my seat, which creaked as I sat up, and walked over to my window, which overlooked the city. I was enjoying the view, both my hands in my pockets, while reflecting on my life and how it had changed drastically over the past few months.

It wasn’t until now that I realized how lonely and empty my life had been before Jenna came into the picture.

I began to reflect on what would’ve happened, how my life would have been if Daniel hadn’t gotten into the deal with my company, if my brother hadn’t suggested the marriage, and if Daniel hadn’t decided to switch daughters.

This woman, whom I didn’t mind sharing my space with and whom I would give everything in the world to spend time with, wouldn’t have come into my life, and my life would’ve remained as cold and empty as it had been initially.

The sound of my door being pushed open rudely, without a knock, dragged me out of my thoughts, and my smile was replaced with a smirk.

“When will you give the order for the next line of action?” I heard Timur’s voice as he walked into the office, shutting the door behind him.

“When will you stop breaking into my office?” I asked and finally turned around to face him.

“Never,” he joked and went over to sit on the chair beside my table.

“I hope you are not going to give the same response to my question, though, because it’s going to be disastrous for the company.” He brought out some documents from the briefcase he had with him.

I walked over to sit on my chair while he pushed the documents to me.

“Go through them and sign where required. I did my best to make sure we got this deal.”

I let out a crooked smile as I took the documents from him. I’d been pursuing this deal for a while now; I was glad I could finally get it—thanks to Timur, who’d been working hard. I needed to reward him soon for all his hard work.

“I think I’m a little tired. I will look into them tomorrow.” I threw the files into my drawer.

“Do you want to do something to ease the stress? Maybe go out to drink after work today—how about that?” Timur asked.

I rolled my eyes and slowly lifted them to meet his.

He gave me a knowing look and rested back on his chair.

“I appreciate your offer,” I replied, “but no thanks; I think I have a better way to get rid of the stress,” I smirked. My mind went back to Jenna. The look of longing in her green eyes when she kissed me goodbye that morning, and the feel of her arms around my neck still lingered in my mind.

How would I dare go somewhere else when such beauty awaited me back in my mansion?

“I thought as much.” Timur let out a light chuckle.

If not for the fact that I was already drunk in love at the moment, I would’ve felt ashamed of myself seeing the look in Timur’s eyes, remembering how I’d always said that people who fall in love and moon over one person for the rest of their lives were silly and weak, how I’d always bragged to him that I would never find myself in that position, but here I was. I was too in love to care, even if he decided to tease me about it.

“I will go out alone, then, and have the time of my life.”

At that moment, my eyes found the clock hanging on the wall in my office. It was already late into the evening. “You can have all the fun in the world. I’m going back home to the only thing that matters to me now,” I announced as I vacated my seat, which creaked again.

“And send out orders to have this replaced soon,” I added, picking up my briefcase and phone.

The drive back home was quiet and filled with anticipation. Just like every other day for the past few months, I had only one thing in mind whenever I drove home.

My heart rate increased as soon as my car pulled into my driveway.

I could not help wondering what Jenna was doing at the moment. Was she on her phone, chatting with her best friend and smiling? Was she reading a book? Or was she in the sitting room or our bedroom waiting for me while rubbing her stomach like she did sometimes?

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