Sonia eyed me carefully, studying me as if she was trying to understand me. Yeah, good luck with that!

“Those three have been working to get out of it,” she replied.

It was ironic I was hearing all this from a girl I just met.

“And how do you know that?”

“I’ve worked for Sergei for the past two years,” she replied, shrugging her shoulder. “And my dad still helps him out once in a while. You overhear stuff here and there.”

“Hmmm.” I wasn’t sure what to say to that. From everything I heard, usually men that were in that kind of life didn’t or couldn't get out of it. I stored the information for the future. It wasn’t something I could worry about now.

I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes. I needed a plan but I wasn’t even sure where to start. Maybe a temporary truce with Sergei till I come up with a plan. Usually, I was full of ideas but absolutely nothing came to mind now.

“Why are you here?” I asked her. “Did Sergei send you?”

I didn’t bother opening my eyes. Her answer didn’t really matter.

“Actually, Michail asked me to check on you.” I watched her under my lashes and noted a blush creeping up her neck. She liked Michail. “He said you were upset, heard you yelling, and wanted to make sure you were okay.”

Well, that was just lovely. Michail wanted to make sure I was okay but Sergei, the man I was supposed to marry, didn’t give a shit.

“Yeah, Michail is nice like that,” I replied. “I’m surprised he tolerates me after I kicked him in the balls.”

“What?” Her eyes got wide.

“I was upset and wanted to get back to Moscow to find Sergei.” Now, how stupid was that?

“Oh.” There was confusion on her face, but she didn’t want to pry. I was done talking about it anyhow. Today it was exhausting just to think, not to mention talk. I hated feeling so tired. And I hated that I wasn’t even certain it was the pregnancy, although there was still no sign of my period.

Then a thought hit me. I wondered if I could use Sonia for it. I winced at the thought.Well, not use her exactly. I just met her but it wasn’t like I had many options. And I couldn’t go and fetch it by myself.

“Sonia, can I ask you for help?” I started and she tilted her head.

“Will it get me in trouble?”

It was my turn to chuckle, although my predicament sucked. “Would I ever get you in trouble?”

She smiled. “Anastasia said you and Olivia constantly got her in trouble.”

“Did she, now? It was actually the other way around,” I joked. “I don’t think this should get you in trouble. I was hoping that you could get me a few things… today, if you can. I’m not allowed to leave this compound and since I’ll be staying here, I would really like some things that I usually have or use.” There was a suspicion on her face, but I didn’t let it stop me. “Clothes, lotion that I prefer, things like that. You know, so I can feel more at home.”

Her face lit up. “Yes, of course. And I love shopping.”

“Me too,” I retorted dryly. “I could ask if we both could go together, but if they won’t allow it, maybe they’ll let you go.”

She scoffed. “Let them try and stop me.” I liked her already.

“Okay, let’s go and ask.” I stood up quickly and pulled her up eagerly. I was so ready to get going. I didn’t dare hope that Michail or Sergei would allow me to go shopping. I hated the idea of having to ask. I hated even more that I’d have to ask for money too. Maybe Michail actually remembered to grab my wallet when he kidnapped me.

I rushed out of the room, in search of Michail, dragging Sonia behind me.

“Michail?” I yelled through the house. It could take me hours to find him. This place was too big. We walked a few more steps and I shouted again. “Michail!”

He appeared out of nowhere, Sergei right next to him and I silently cursed. I didn’t want to see Sergei so soon.

Those two were both tall, although completely different builds. Sergei had a few inches on Michail, and his blonde hair was a stark opposite of Michail’s dark.

“Oh, there you are,” I smiled at Michail, ignoring Sergei. “Sonia and I would like to go shopping.”