A Lifetime With You by Athrhteera

Chapter 72

Alena

"A few times, actually but I don't think we'd get far."

My answer was short and realistic.

It was disappointing to give that kind of answer but I knew what Papa and Alexei were capable of. They weren't going to simply let me run off with Matteo. If he couldn't get ahold of us, he would destroy everything that Matteo had built. The two of us couldn't be selfish when it came to moments like this. We had to think about other families we could destroy if we decided to prioritise our marriage-we could put the lives of Matteo's men at risk and in danger.

Papa had enough of my rebelling. Now, he just wanted control.

"We wouldn't, would we?"

I shook my head, "No. We'd risk a lot of things,"

"Seems like that's the only choice we have left."

"No, we can't just give up. We have to consider other options."

"What kind of options, Alena? The longer we consider, the further I am from you."

Matteo grabbed both of my hands as he held them close to his chest, making me feel his heartbeat. It had been awhile since I counted his heartbeat, one of my favourite things to do whenever we cuddled because it calmed me down every time. I always loved how steady his beats were.

"Matteo... your men, your empire, everything you've built. You can't risk all of that just because of me. Besides, we're talking about Papa, there has got to be another way." I replied, turning to look at Mama who seemed to be out of words. However, Mama took a few steps forward as she slightly smiled.

"It's best if you two enjoy the weekend together. We'll think about how to settle this later. How does that sound?" She suggested, nodding a few times-she knew we were going to get heated up in an argument if we decided to keep discussing.

All I wanted at the moment was to spend time with my husband after being separated. We needed some alone time together because time wasn't on our side, we couldn't simply let it fly.

"Great idea, Mama." I responded, smiling back at her.

"Igor will take me home. And here's your phone, Alena."

I looked down at my phone with a frown, "Where did you get this?"

"I knew the passcode from his lock. I took it when he left," she replied.

My eyes

watered immediately as I went in to wrap my arms around Mama, pulling her in for a hug. Despite the situation we were in, she had always prioritised me first-the risks and the problems never seemed to bother her even though she knew Papa was capable of a lot of things if we got caught.

"Thank you, Mama." I muttered near her ear, snuggling closer.

She chuckled, "Don't worry about it, sweetheart."

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Igor and I was getting ready to follow my husband home. We were going to spend time together this weekend, the best

Thank

and Igor had left the office, I heard them stepped

was just

Then, we were heading down the elevator

entered the car

his hand away from me. He held my hand the entire drive home, as if

the world like we had expected we would. Therefore, it was better to cherish and treasure these beautiful moments regardless of how small they

is that?" He raised an

of me to ask random questions but regardless of my character, I was still a regular girl. A girl who wanted nothing more but love and affection from her partner. A girl who craved to be touched and held close. A girl who could spend hours with

random one. Is

just never ask those kind

before

you want and I'll answer them." He replied, tightening the grip on my hand before pulling it

was a simple gesture but I

loved me. I didn't have to ask the random questions for his answers because I could see from his

we have reached home, the lights weren't turned on and it was

out. As I was about

eyes wandered around the area as we stepped inside,

how it was when Neft but it also seemed as if nothing had moved. As if the maids came to clean the house and left, as if

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his head, "Not really. I only came home

side of it, "You need to take

about you, Alena? Who takes

"I do."

you, baby. You look exhausted,"

both looked miserable as if we hadn't slept for days. I was quick to judge him for not taking good care of himself but I had ignored my own health-ever since I was forced to leave

didn't

need to take better care

a bath. So,

our bedroom. Everything was clean and in place, untouched. I slowly sat down on the edge of the bed

waste any time by taking off my clothes, leaving them on the bed as I made my way towards the bathroom, seeing Matteo feeling the water with his hand. He was probably testing out to see if it was warm enough for

up and turned to walk out,