Since I Found You
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Altea moved her hand, though she realized that the handcuffs would not come off on their own. “What are you handcuffing me for, Mister?” altea complained slowly, while continuing to try to pull his hand from the handcuff hole.

“Beauty your skin, Altea. Do not be forced if you do not want to blister,” Vlad said while continuing to close your eyes. He then grabbed something from his sleeping pants pocket. A small key is used to open the handcuffs. After opening, Vlad opened his eyes and smiled gently at Altea. “Good morning,” reply.

“This was a mistake, Sir. Please. Let me go,” pinta Altea was still lying on the side, The young lady whined again with a clear look. However, that gloomy face did not detract from her beauty at all.

“I don't want,” sahut Vlad lightly. He got up, then sat on the edge of the bed with his back to Altea. Vlad then grabbed the T-shirt lying on the side of the pillow and put it on. He sat for a while to put up his prosthetic leg, before standing up and turning to face Altea, who was half-lying on the bed.

“Come, change your clothes. I'll show you something,” tell Vlad to extend his hand to Altea.

“You don't understand, Sir. Ludwig can come here at any time,” said Alter fretting. It was clearly a worried look on the beautiful face of the young lady.

“I'll let him in, if the guy wants to be polite,” Vlad's funny while smiling coolly.

“Not funny at all!” Altea. However, he still welcomed Vlad's helping hand, which instantly pulled Altea's slender body to his feet. Vlad even carried him to the walk in closet. He let Altea choose for himself the clothes he would wear.

“I remember your favorite used to be torn jeans and a long-sleeved crop top. You look so proud showing your pierced belly button.” Vlad laughed amusedly, as he looked at Altea's cheeks that were met with red.

“It wasn't a torn pair of jeans, sir. Indeed the model is like that,” protest Altea.

“Terusslah. Whatever the name, obviously I have prepared a variety of models of your favorite clothes here. Just choose yourself,” Vlad said while directing Altea to a pile of clothes on a long table.

“I ...” Altea was doubtful. He watched the clothes that Vlad had shown earlier while thinking for a moment. Altea's choice fell on a beautiful plain dress in ivory yellow. “I only wear this," break it

“You changed a lot in just a few weeks.” Vlad was amazed and in disbelief. "They've really brainwashed you."

“Now come out, Sir. I want to change clothes,” tell Altea. Her two hands were tightly clad in the dress she was clutching at the chest.

“I don't want,” reject Vlad. “I can't even just a few seconds, or you'll run away again like yesterday.”

“No, Sir. Trust me.”

“I will stay here, even if you force me out,” Vlad asserted. His eyes sharply scanned the plain face of Altea who had not polished his makeup.

“Why are you so stubborn!” Altea snorted annoyedly. He also dared to gently hit Vlad's chest.

“What makes you ashamed? I've seen every inch of your body.” Vlad advanced slowly, until the base of his nose touched Altea's forehead. He peeped at the girl's forehead.

“Let me help,” Vlad said again as he opened one by one Altea nightgown buttons, until released perfectly.

Altea stood in front of Vlad wearing only braless underwear. It was then that Vlad saw a red mark on his chest, and several more spread across his lower abdomen and Altea's thighs. “What Ludwig did?” ask Vlad carefully.

Altea just nodded slowly. He lowered his head deeply, for the sake of covering up the immeasurable shame.

“It's okay. In a few days, the scars will disappear,” Vlad said while wearing a dress, which had been held by Altea.

Altea looked up with a meaningful look. He noticed the man painstakingly dressing him up. “Aren't you disgusted with me, Mister?” Altea's brown eyes glazed over.

“Why should you feel disgusted? You've never been disgusted to see me with this flaw either." Vlad stroked the smooth cheeks of Altea. A sweet kiss, she landed on the lips of the young woman who managed to make her fall in love.

“Trust me, Darling.” Vlad grabbed Altea's pointy chin. He slightly raised it, so that the young lady could clearly see how charming a Vlad Ignashevich was. “ Nothing will happen to me or to you. Everything's gonna be fine. Now, come with me.” Vlad grasped Altea's wrist, then led her.

Vlad took Altea for a walk around the mansion. They stopped at a large back garden. The garden is beautified with various ornamental plants, as well as colorful beautiful flowers arranged so beautifully. All of them are the work of a famous garden stylist in St. Petersburg. The park also borders a giant labyrinth, whose walls are made of two-meter-high green grass.

“For what did you bring me here?” altea asked not to understand.

“I plan to have a party here,” Vlad replied with eyes looking straight ahead.

“What party?” Altea frowned.

“Our wedding party,” Vlad said with confidence. Made Altea instantly dumbfounded, then shook her head violently.

“I told you that this is not a good idea.” Altea pulled his hand from Vlad's grasp. He brushed off the hand of the long-haired man just like that.

“I think it's a very good idea,” refute Vlad is calm.

“No! Stopit! Please, let me go back to Germany. I want to meet my brother and Willy. There are many things that I have to tell them,” pinta Altea started to be attacked by overwhelming nervousness.

“Good. I'll let you go back to Germany,” Vlad said.

“Really?” Altea's beautiful eyes were wide in disbelief.

“Yes. With a note you're willing to marry me. After we get married, I will let you go wherever you want,” Vlad said with a big smile.

“Gosh.” Altea complained quietly. “Why are you so annoying?”

“Because I love you, Altea,” Vlad said confidently. “I won't let you go, even if you keep rejecting me.”

Altea exhaled slowly. The face of Vlad with a meaningful highlight. “What are you sure?” tanya Altea was very slow.

“I have never felt this confident in my life,” Vlad replied.

“You don't regret getting a cheap woman like me? I just ...”

“Master." The call of someone who was none other than Mykola, cut out the sentence Altea.

“What news did you bring today?” Vlad immediately turned his attention to the aide of the trust.

“This morning, I am preparing to return to Germany. I will prepare everything, as well as pick up Mrs Elke. The decoration will also come this afternoon,” explained Mykola.

“What about the church and the pastor?” asked Vlad, who again made Altea gasp. He glared at the man beside him as a sign of protest.

“All are scheduled to arrive in two days,” Mykola explained.

“Good.” Vlad smiled with satisfaction. “In the near future, this place will witness Altea Miller bearing the name Ignashevich behind him," Vlad said as he glanced at Altea.