Page 31 of Twins for the Bratva

“Oh, you have so much to see. We love shopping here,” Alyssa added as we entered. “The bottom two floors are basically furniture, appliances, and food stores. From level three up is all about clothes and specialized things.”

The two glanced at each other and giggled. “Is there something else up there as well?” I enquired, puzzled at their sudden childishness.

Mila took my arm as she leaned closer and whispered. “There are some adult shops on those levels as well.”

“Oh,” I said, feeling my cheeks heating up.

This made them laugh even more. “Don’t worry,” Alyssa added as we took the elevator. “We won’t take you anywhere you don’t want to go.”

Feeling a bit relieved, I smiled and nodded. We started at the top floor and made our way back down. They were right, the shops were amazing. I bought some more summer dresses, pantsuits, and lingerie on the top floor.

On the fifth floor, we stopped at a small tea garden. We had a late breakfast before doing some more shopping. I found a pair of booths that I have always wanted and bought them. We also stumbled upon a lovely boutique specializing in pregnancy wear.

They had the most unique clothing. I didn’t know that pregnant women had such a wide selection of clothing. I purchased a short blue dress without sleeves. It sat perfectly and looked quite sexy.

Once we had scoured all the shops on the floor, we moved one down again. This floor was more suitable for selective modes. There were shops for cosplay, Emu clothing, dark mode, and even shops displaying fairy clothing.

It was astonishing what people were into. I felt out of place on this floor. It also held four stores with more adventure’s clothing, such as special lingerie for men and women. Before heading out, we stopped on the second floor at a sweet delight shop. It was filled with an assortment of snacks.

I chose some exciting delights that I had never tasted before. Once I was done, we headed out. I couldn’t wait to get home and play dress-up for Konstantin. As we got to the car, Mila started acting strangely. She was walking around the truck checking underneath and looking around the parking area.

“What’s wrong?” Alyssa asked.

“Something feels off,” Mila replied, still scanning the people and cars around us. “It’s probably nothing; let’s go,” she said after a bit.

We got into the truck, and Alyssa pulled out. I was rummaging through the bags, bubbling about the clothes we bought. Looking up, I saw we had turned onto the long road home.

“I think you were right,” Alyssa said suddenly. She glanced at Mila. “Look, we’re being followed.”

Turning in the back seat, I saw two vehicles behind us. One was driving really close. The other one was about five or six car lengths behind it. “How do you know they are following us? Maybe they are also heading in this direction?” I asked, feeling my stomach turning.

“They pulled out behind us as soon as we left the parking lot,” Alyssa responded.

“Are you good to do this, or must we switch?” Mila enquired, glancing back.

Alyssa looked at her with wide eyes as she spoke. “I don’t know. I’ve never done this before.”

Mila turned on her seat, sitting on her knees and looking back. “Okay, we need to be sure though. There is a garage just a way up ahead. Pull in, get out, and get in on the passenger side.” Mila looked at Alyssa. Her face was pulled inward as she continued. “Alyssa, can you do that?”

“Yes, yes. Stop, get in on the other side. I got it.” She sounded distressed as she spoke.

Glancing back, I felt a knot growing in my throat. I had never been in such a situation.

Looking at Mila, I was sure she knew what was going through me. “We’ll be fine,” she said. Reaching out, she tapped my shoulder.

“Here it is,” Alyssa announced as she pulled in next to the fuel pump. I watched as she jumped out and ran around the front of the truck. By the time she opened the passenger door, Mila was already seated behind the wheel.

Looking back, I noticed the two cars slowing down. The one right behind us was pulling in as well. We were being followed. There was no doubt in my mind. Mila glanced sideways as Alyssa slammed her door shut.

“Buckle in, ladies!” she spat as she pulled out. The car behind us followed, and the other one came closer quickly. They knew they had been spotted. Mila took a sharp turn on a gravel road. I bounced up and down on the backseat as she sped through what looked like corn fields.

The two cars were still behind us. I felt my heart racing and my lungs burning. I tried to stay calm, but my mind wouldn’t let go. One of the cars pulled up next to us and hit theback. The truck jerked as it made contact. We swerved left and right, but Mila managed to keep the truck on the narrow path.

“Call Konstantin,” Mila huffed as I felt the truck picking up speed. “Let him know I’m heading to the bush hideout.”

I was bouncing up and down so badly that I battled holding onto my phone. Deciding not to call, I sent him a message. Mila took a sharp left. As I grabbed hold of the seat and the headrest, my phone went flying to the floor.

Her sudden turn was a good thing, though. Looking back, I saw the one car driving into the corn and tipping to its side. “Only one left,” I managed to say between breaths.

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