Sold to the Mafia: The Heir

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CHAPTER 20

After staying at the Boikov clinic for more than five hours, Maxim finally said that I could go.

“Thank you for everything,” I said, smiling shyly at Maxim and Alexandra who were standing by the door to see us off.

“You’re very welcome, Drew!” Alexandra enthusiastically said. “Don’t forget to visit the house, okay?”

“I will.”

I saw Clark rolling his eyes.

“Get in,” he said, putting a hand behind my back to gently push me inside the car.

“Where are we going now?” I asked after I climbed inside and settled down on the seat.

Clark followed soon and sat beside me.

“Back to my place,” he replied.

I looked at him, raised a brow and asked, “why?”

Instead of answering me, Clark gave me a naughty smile. I get what he meant by that smile and my cheeks heat up in excitement.

Isaac began to drive to the direction of Clark’s house. While on the road, I took my phone out and sent Isaac a message.

To Isaac

When I get back to the house, please talk to me.

I wanna know where Georgy is.

I promise I’ll make it up to you. Maybe a dinner or two.

Thank you!

I pressed the send button and quickly hide my phone back in my pocket. I didn’t want Clark to know that I’m still interested in knowing Georgy’s current state.


We arrived back at Clark’s penthouse and I was excited and nervous at the same time. It’s already 11 in the morning and even though I was starving, I wasn’t in the mood to eat.

I sat on the couch, feeling giddy of what was about to happen. He’s going to bring me somewhere and he assured me that the place where we’re going isn’t related to the mob, which somehow freed the burden in my heart.

What happened with Georgy scarred me.

I didn’t want to witness anything like that again, ever.

Clark threw his coat on the sofa in front of me. He was busy talking to someone in the phone.

“Cancel everything I planned today. Yes, even the meeting with the Mexicans.”

I watched him talk to the person in the phone. When he finished, he put it down but another call made him click his tongue annoyance.

After reading the name of the caller, he rubbed his forehead out of frustration. Nevertheless, Clark answered it.

“What?” he snapped.

He stopped all motions and let out a loud sigh.

“No, I told you I’m not. Don’t try to look for me. And no, don’t involve Earl. I’m fine, okay?”

I blinked at Clark. Who was he talking to?

“I told you a thousand times, I’m busy with something. I’ll call you back after I finished my business here.”

He turned his back on me.

“No, Hiro. Damn it, don’t try and search for me, you idiot. I’m hanging up.”

Clark ended the call, throwing his phone on the couch before marching to his room to change clothes. I stared at him, confused to why he was angry talking to Hiro.

Was Hiro the same person as the current leader of the Italians? Was Clark a close friend of him?

I waited for a minute and Clark finally got out of his room. He was wearing a white printed shirt and ripped pants. I saw him tuck his wallet in the back pocket of his jeans.

“Let’s go,” he ushered.

“Where are we going exactly?”

“To the the movies, an amusement park, the lake, whatever it is you think is bonding,” he replied in a dead voice.

My heart skipped a beat, imagining all those things he listed.

“Okay, then let’s do all of that.”

Clark gently smiled at me.

“Okay, boss.”


I climbed back inside of Clark’s car and waited for him to do the same. When he did, he put his seat belt on, putting mine as well even though I’m perfectly capable of doing it myself.

I’ve noticed how much Clark’s pampering me ever since he started working as my bodyguard and to tell you the truth, it didn’t bother me.

I liked how he’s gentle to me at times like this.

Even though he was a scary and dangerous person.

“So,” Clark began, turning the engine on and backing out of the parking lot, “we’ll go to the movies first.”

I played with my fingers and nodded.

“Y-yeah.”

“Do you know any good movies showing today?”

I took my phone out and searched for the list of movies that’re showing today. Nothing in particular caught my interest but I didn’t want to waste this date, or whatever it was, so I decided to go for the animated movie.

It had a cute poster of a bull and I liked it.

Clark stepped on the brake as the red light blinked.

“How about this?” I asked, moving my arm close to him to let him see my phone.

I was kind of expecting that Clark wouldn’t like it but when he saw it, he nodded his head.

“Sure,” Clark shortly said.

“Oh, okay.”

We drove to the nearest mall. Clark parked the car in the outside parking lot. We got out of the vehicle and he guided me inside, putting a hand on my back to escort me.

I scowled at him. I know he’s my bodyguard and all but does he really have to act like one even when we’re having a date?

I slapped myself in my head.

It’s not a date, Drew. Clark’s just being considerate because he had caused me a trauma and he’s just making me feel better.

Nothing more, nothing less.

So stop hoping.

“Stay close to me,” Clark whispered, “I don’t want you out of my sight.”

What he said sent shivers down my spine.

Nothing more, nothing less.

So stop hoping.

Remember that.

He put an arm around my shoulders and pulled me close. Right this moment, I felt like we’re acting like a couple, walking in the mall to watch a movie and thinking of that made my heart sting.

Because I know it wouldn’t happen.

Clark’s only doing this because he felt bad about what happened to Georgy.

That’s the only reason.


Clark got two tickets of the animated movie about a bull and his human friend while I buy our snacks. There was a long line but I really wanted to eat popcorn.

“What’re you gonna get?” Clark asked, standing beside me with his hands hidden in his coat pockets.

“A popcorn and sodas,” I replied, “what about you?”

“Coffee,” he shortly answered.

There were a group of teenagers in front of me and they were acting rowdy, laughing and talking out loud about random stuff in their school. I watched them in contemplation. I skipped almost two days of school already and even though I wanted to go, Clark’s the one handling my schedule.

And even if I was the boss, people only obeys Clark’s words. Even Isaac answers to him.

I got worried all of a sudden. I hope Isaac doesn’t tell Clark that I’m worried about Georgy’s state.

I suddenly got pushed by one of the teenagers and I almost fell on the floor if it wasn’t for Clark who held my arm to prevent me from falling.

“Ah, s-sorry,” I mumbled to Clark but after seeing the flash of fury appearing on his face, I quickly grabbed his arms to stop him from whatever he’s gonna do the teenagers.

“They didn’t even bother apologizing,” Clark said while glaring at the groups who were oblivious to his anger.

“It’s okay,” I said while rubbing his arm to calm him down, “I’m fine.”

Clark’s eyes softened and the muscles on his face relaxed. He looked at me and sighed.

I bought the snacks with Clark carrying it all with ease as we went inside the theater to watch the movies.

When we sat down, Clark commented, “I didn’t know you like animated movies.”

“I don’t particularly like it but the poster looks cute,” I replied, smiling shyly at him.

Clark stared at me.

“Hmmm, okay.”

The movie started and everyone got quiet. There were a lot of kids with their parents watching the movie and we were definitely out of place but I didn’t mind.

I began eating the buttered flavor popcorn.

In the middle of the movie, I secretly peeked at Clark through my peripheral vision to see if he was sleeping. I was surprised when I saw that he was focused in watching. He noticed me looking at him.

“What?” he said in a hushed voice.

“Nothing,” I answered.

I smiled in delight. This day was turning into a great day and I couldn’t wait to go to the other places Clark agreed to visit with me.

The movie finished after an hour and a half and everyone left the theaters with big smiles on their faces. The kids enjoyed the simple yet fun story about a bull and his human friend and how they overcame the obstacles of their life just so that they could remain as friends.

It touched me deeply and I remembered Valery and my friendship with her.

“Did you like it?” I asked Clark who was walking beside me.

“Yeah.”

I grinned.

“That’s great! I’m glad you did.”

Clark stared at me one more time but he didn’t say anything. I was thinking he’s going to mock me for being childish and all but he didn’t.

While walking, a female voice suddenly called out our names, making Clark and I to turn around to see who it was.

My eyes widened when I saw Diana running towards us, a huge grin present on her face.

“Diana,” I called in shock, “what’re you doing here?”

I saw Oleg walking behind her and there was a grim expression on his face. He was carrying a lot of shopping bags and I knew what they have been doing together.

“What are you two doing here?!” Diana returned the question, winking at me suggestively.

I gulped.

“U-uh, w-we were just uhm…”

“I’m treating him,” Clark finally answered as he looked at his little sister. “Now go on, we have a date to finish.”

Diana gasped and so did I.

This was a date? So all this time, I assumed correctly?!

Oh my gosh, I couldn’t hide the joy in my face. I immediately forgot about the guilty feeling I’m having over Georgy.

“Oooh, is big brother’s cold heart finally melting?!” she teased, nudging Clark’s arm with her elbow.

She then looked at me and grinned.

“Seems like you really made Clark fall for you, Drew! After playing with a bunch of -- ”

Diana didn’t manage to finish what she was going to say when Clark glared at her.

“One more word, Diana, and you’ll regret it,” he threatened to which his little sister pouted.

She made a face and stuck a tongue out at Clark.

“I’m going to tell papa that you’re being mean to me again!”

Clark grunted.

“Oleg, take her away now, she’s giving me a headache.”

Oleg rolled his eyes.

“What do you think I’ve been feeling?!” he complained.

I stayed silent while the three of them argue. What Diana said about Clark playing around, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised with that. I mean he’s a good-looking guy, confident, charming, of course he would get at least a girl to be with him.

The happiness I felt was now gone. It only lasted a minute but it was worth it. Now, I’m back to reality.

“Anyway,” Diana clapped her hands, “why don’t we all eat lunch together!”

Oleg and Clark looked at Diana as if she grew two heads.


“Doesn’t this remind you of when we were young! Eating at the island with my beloved Oleg and his family,” Diana said, hugging Oleg’s arm.

“Let go of me, Diana!” Oleg said while feeling embarrassed at how pushy Diana was.

Clark and I were both sitting beside each other while Diana and Oleg were in front of us. The waiter just brought us our food and Clark was already silently eating his while the two kept on bickering about random stuff.

I looked at Oleg. He’s really pissed off at Diana. I wonder what his girlfriend’s thinking? Mayve he told her Diana’s a family member that’s visiting Moscow for a while.

I was feeling sad because of what she said but I didn’t want to show it. I pulled a smile and began eating as well.

“Oh, by the way, I heard you went to Anya’s birthday party,” Diana said, mentioning Anastasia Maslow, the daughter of one of the close associates of my father.

Clark didn’t answer so I did.

“Yes, we attended her party.”

Diana puffed her cheeks.

“Don’t trust them too much. I heard from someone that they’re planning something big,” she said.

My heart skipped a beat.

“What? What are they planning?” I asked as I turned to Clark for more information.

“It’s nothing. You shouldn’t worry about it, Drew,” he said, “right now, what you should worry is training to become the next leader.”

I saw Diana scowling at her brother but she kept quiet.

Clark finished eating and looking at Diana, he said, “you said you’ll be coming back home after a week, right?”

Diana grinned.

“Yep! Dylan’s been calling me. He wants me back because he can’t leave the house,” she said, giggling.

Dylan? Who was that?

“Oh, and before I forget.”

“What?”

Diana’s eyes narrowed and she smirked at Clark.

“Dad’s going to New York.”

The color on Clark’s face disappeared and he grisly looked at his sister.

“What? Is he going to meet them?”

“I don’t know,” Diana answered, “but you better be careful. Hiro’s relentless in making you work for him.”

I noticed Clark clenching his fists.


After dining lunch with Oleg and Diana, they bid us goodbye. Oleg was having a hard time shopping with Diana who kept on visiting countless of stores to buy countless of things. Apparently, she’s using her brother’s card to purchase the things she wanted but like a good big brother, Clark wasn’t complaining.

We walked back to the parking lot to go to our next destination. Boarding his car, I sat on the passenger seat and put my seat belt on. Clark got inside as well and he opened the windows so he could smoke.

“Forget what Diana said.”

“Huh?”

“About the Maslow. I’ll take care of it.”

My brows furrowed.

“You always say that.”

Clark looked at me, a lit cigarette dangling in between his lips.

“What?”

“You always say you’re going to deal with things but you don’t tell me what it is. I’m the boss, aren’t I? You keep shutting me out.”

Clark always kept secrets away from me and it’s annoying me. Whatever related to the Orlov family, he’s going to deal with it without consulting me.

I know I’m still not fit to become the leader and I’m sure dad gave Clark the authority to lead the Orlov group while he’s dealing with the Italians.

But I should know too, right?

If he wanted me to become the leader, he needs to let me in.

“You should focus in your training,” Clark simply said.

I turned away from him and leaned against the window. I’m feeling pretty pissed because he’s keeping too many secrets from me. I don’t even know who he really was.

I wanted to know more about Clark.

“Seems like you really made Clark fall for you, Drew! After playing with a bunch of -- ”

My heart throbbed.

“...you went out with a lot of girls huh?” I absentmindedly said.

I heard Clark blowing the cigarette smoke away from me.

“What of it?”

I bit my lip.

I’m such an idiot! Why did I even mentioned it?

“Nothing. I wanna go home.”

“We’re supposed to go to an amusement park, right?”

“I’m not in the mood.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know.”

“Tell me why.”

“I just wanna go home.”

A long pause dawned upon us and it was Clark who spoke first.

“Are you jealous?”

My heart skipped a beat and I instantly turned to Clark to reject what he had said. But when I saw the smug look on his face, I flushed.

“Is my boss jealous?” he teased.

“I-I’m not! I’m definitely not!”

Damn it! I sounded like a kid throwing a temper.

Clark smiled at me. Leaning forward, he kissed me on the forehead.

“You don’t have to worry about anything, Drew,” he said, lips moving down to capture mine, “I’m all yours.”

I closed my eyes as our lips touched. It wasn’t a hungry kiss. It was sweet, so sweet that my stomach felt like it have butterflies.

It almost hurt.

Clark pulled away, cupping my face with his hands.

“Let’s go home. I don’t think I can take it anymore,” he said, rubbing his thumbs on my warmn cheeks.

“What…what are we gonna do?”

“I think you know what it is.”


It was still bright outside when Clark and I went back to his penthouse. Right after we got inside, Clark had pushed me against the door, greedily kissing me while his hand slipped inside my shirt.

“Mmmph, C-Clark…! Wait…!”

Clark pulled my arms up to hug his shoulders.

“I’m not waiting anymore, Drew,” he said as he kissed me senseless, biting my bottom lip, licking the inside of my mouth and sucking my tongue.

I was getting drowsy from the way we were making out. His tongue felt so good and I wanted more.

He grabbed my legs and I wrapped it around him, carrying me back to his bedroom. We continued kissing each other as my hands began to take off his shirt.

I heard Clark kicking a door open but I was too busy clawing his back with my nails while he abused my mouth until it felt swollen.

Dropping me on the bed, he didn’t waste any time getting on top of me.

“C-Clark,” I carefully called his name.

His hair was messy and he was looking at me as if he was eating me alive. The shine in his eyes aroused me.

Right now, I’m the only person in his mind.

More, think about me more, Clark.

I want you crazy for me too.

Clark took his shirt off and I was blessed to see his perfectly sculptured body. I reached out to touch his hard abs, running my hands on his muscles and just appreciating how hot this person was.

“Come here,” he tugged me up, my face hitting his crotch, “do you know how to blow someone?”

I was mesmerized at the way he was looking at me that I couldn’t even answer. Clark unzipped his pants and I saw the huge bulge hiding underneath his gray boxer briefs.

I stared at it in awe.

Clark put a hand behind my head to push me closer to his crotch. I could smell the strong scent of him and it turned me on even more.

I could feel the tightening of my pants below.

“Do you want this, Drew?” he asked, smirking at me while rubbing his bulge on my cheek.

“Y-yes…yes, I want it,” I finally said, voice trembling.

I stuck my tongue out like a deprived dog, ready to lick the outline of cock but Clark gripped a lock of my hair, pulling me away from him.

“No!” I whined at the loss of contact. “Clark!”

“I want you to beg for it, Drew,” he said, leaning over to look at me with those, cold, shrilling blue eyes that captivated me for a very long time.

I was hypnotized at how he was staring at me. Right now, I couldn’t think clearly, couldn’t think straight.

I want Clark more than anyone else.

And I’m ready to do anything for him.

Even if I had to humiliate myself, I would do it.

Smiling slyly at Clark, I licked his lips.

“I want you, Clark. Give everything to me.”

Clark smirked.


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