-Vasily-

I was gone. My reflection had no trace of the old me, my hair was dyed black, contacts hiding my natural blue eyes, and my hair was longer, almost to my waist. I felt flimsy, weightless, like lifting a sheet of plain printing paper.

My bruises were easily hidden with make-up and over time I'd gotten better at fitting in this new world. My outfits were short or revealing, my face caked with make-up and heels on my sore feet.

Today was Saturday, meaning Sinister was in a meeting, every Saturday night they (The big bads) gathered a round table and would drink and talk about all the shifty things they'd done, and after a party would break out.

I was always seated on his right leg, his hand rested on my thigh, as he spoke to the other men, he would always dress me in white, this time I wore a long-sleeved mid-thigh dress that fitted like a pencil, I had large hoped earrings and my hair was slicked in a ponytail. 

I never paid much attention to what they discussed. It was as if I'd completely shut off the Russian language, I already felt guilty enough for being treated better than the other girls around here.

 "Get me a drink, kitten." Sinister demanded. "Yes, master.", I humbly responded sliding off of him, I could feel their gawking eyes on me as I walked over to the bar.

As I fixed him his drink the door suddenly opened. 

"Aha, there he is!" one of the men announced with a loud laugh.

The man walked over and my heart suddenly stopped.

The glass slipped from my hands shattering as it hit the floor.

His eyes shot in my direction and it widened.

 He walked over to me and I froze.

He hadn't changed one bit, his hair still white with black roots. Muscular and tall, clothed in a white turtleneck with black pants, jacket, and shoes. 

I was beginning to think I'd never see this hell baby again.

I stepped forward but was knocked out of my gaze by the sound of crunching glass under my heels.

"Shit," I mumbled going down to the floor. Soon he was at my level, he extended his hand and I glanced at his tattoos.

"Long time no see… suka."

I stopped. His words took me back to the past, to that one moment where I felt safe. 

"Kitten."

My master called, with a stern tone. I shoot up from next to him, slicing my hand as I arose from the floor.

"C-Coming." I passed Satan straight and took my seat on Sinister's lap. "What happened over there?" He whispered in my ear. "I knocked over the glass by accident. I'm sorry." I bowed my head. 

"Mmm…" he trailed off, his hand sinking into my thigh. 

Satan's eyes were on me the entire meeting. Even while speaking, his focus remained solely on me. And I was worried Sinister would notice. 

"Can I sit by the bar for a bit?" He nodded in agreement and walked off, over to the other men. 

"Did you miss me?" Satan's voice sent shivers down my spine. 

He sat beside me with a half-filled glass. 

"I'm not allowed to socialize with the guests, please excuse me." 

"Marinette-" 

I quickly left the bar and hurried to Sinister's side.

I tugged on his jacket and he looked over his shoulder. "What is it?" He questioned, setting his glass on the high table next to him.

"I'm not feeling so well, may I be excused."

Boy had he turned me into a lady. 'Be excused?' I mean seriously… what have I become?

 He gave a nod of approval and I slipped through the men and rushed out to the balcony a floor above. 

I bit my lip, staring out at the dark skies. What was he doing here?! "Did you miss me?!" I mean… he could have at least-

My thoughts were cut off when I heard heavy footsteps behind me. 

I turned around swinging my arm but unfortunately, he caught it.

"Jesus Christ lady! It's just me." Satan shot back.

"I know." I glared at him pulling my arm away.

"What so no love for me anymore?" He asked with a chuckle.

"Are- Are you serious? Love? Do you have any idea what I've been through?-"

"Marinette-"

 "No. What the fuck are you doing here? And you just show up and think everything is okay? Like you didn't abandon me the past few years?! Where have you been? I-I waited for you…"

My voice began to croak like a frog as hot tears gathered in my eyes.

He recoiled his hand and sighed. "I know, and I'm sorry.

"Sorry? Sorry doesn't fix this? It doesn't heal the bruises. Sorry doesn't give me my virginity back! Why'd you leave me… why didn't you come back? You said you'd protect me."

Satan's P.O.V

Marinette erupted into tears, she looked at her trembling hands and cried. It was my fault, I shouldn't have left her, She's suffering because of other people's selfish reasons.

"Mari…" I slowly approached her and pulled her into a hug. "I'm here now, okay Papillon." She wrapped her arms around me, crying in my chest, I could feel her clenching my shirt as I hugged her...

We stayed in that embrace for a few minutes, before we embarked on a walk. Outside in the garden.

"So… where'd you disappear to? I thought you may have… died…." She started with a soft voice.

"Ah, no I'm very much alive. I think I'd only be able to die by your side."

She stopped "Why?"

"You're the only one that makes me vulnerable," I said plainly before walking off, leaving her to dwell on her thoughts.

"I love the new look by the way." I raised my voice as she ran up to me. "Oh… thanks it's been like this since the last month I saw you, I… was transformed for a very important movie." She said with a sarcastic tone. 

"What's happened… since I left?" I asked out of curiosity.

 "I… don't want to get into it. But. I'm not a virgin anymore."

"Oh… I'm jealous. I regret not fucking you back then." I sulked.

"Yeah, I should have come on to you harder huh?" She sighed.

"Would you have given it to me?" I asked raising a brow.

"I have a better question. Why'd you leave me you Satan spawn?" She glanced at me and punched me hard in my stomach.

"Ow don't hit me you crazy suka!" I shouted caressing my side.

"The boss sent me on an assignment in Italy. I never got to say bye because it was urgent and I left right away. But I admit it… I doubt I would have been able to say goodbye to you and leave for three months.

So I… Ran. Basically. Which saying out loud makes me sound like a pussy.

But when I returned… You were gone."

 I sighed.

"I've missed you Papillon… my freaky, sexy and short suka." I wrapped my arms around her and pressed my chin on her head. "I've missed you more." She whispers while hugging me back.

"So… About your boyfriend V-"

"Shit! I've got to go, I'm sorry. I hope I see you soon." She tip-toed and sat a soft kiss on my cheek before disappearing…

Marinette slid into the room on my tip toes Steering clear of Sinister. I just needed to slip into bed before he came up.

"Feeling better, Princess?" I shuddered as I felt his presence creeping up behind me.

I sat my heels on the floor beside me and turned around.

"Yes, A bit thank you for asking. I'm just tired so I'm gonna head to bed early."

I turned ready to run to bed, but he grasped my hair, pulling me back. I helped in pain and he backed me against the wall, locking me in by raising his arm to my neck.

"Why is there chatter of you hugging V in the garden?" Of course, he found out. The universe is never in my favor.

"I-It was just a comforting embrace. I swear!"

"Comforting? So you're playing him the pity card?" He scoffs.

"Kitten..." He let his hand fall to my bosom and pinched my nipples.

"Do I scare you? Cause you pain and suffering? Do I frighten you? Or have you shuddering in fear?"

With each question, he gripped and twisted my buds harder.

"How about right now? Am I hurting you?"

"Should I run and fetch your comforter?" He shot me a sympathetic look.

"N-No." I whimpered.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded frantically.

"So then why do I keep having to discipline you, Kitten? Haven't you learned by now? The next time… I hear anything like this…"

He leans over and whispers into my ear…

"I'll take you out on the balcony and fuck you mercilessly in front of everyone. Till you drop. Are we clear?"  

"Y-Yes master it won't happen again."

"Great."

He pulled away and cupped my breasts, "Next time I'll give you a more permanent marking, so you'll behave." He glanced at me once more before leaving the room.

I raced to the bathroom and quickly undressed myself. I stood in front of the mirror and winced softly as I brushed my finger across my now-swollen breasts. 

What have I done to deserve such cruelty… 

Sitting in the tub I laid my head back and closed my eyes waiting for the cold water to rise. I'd often take cold baths as it numbs my body. 

I lifted my leg and watched as the water washed away the makeup covering my blue-black bruises.

After my bath, I slipped into a pair of grey shorts and slowly wiggled into a loose white tank top.

I rubbed my grumbling stomach as I walked down the hall to the kitchen. "Kitten," Sinister said looking over in my direction.

"Hey." Satan greeted from the island. He was in comfortable clothes and seated on a stool by the island.

"I-I'm sorry. I'll go to bed now-"

"Why, do you have a bedtime?" Satan cocked his brow.

"No."

I glanced at him, shooting him the 'Shut up And just let me walk away look.

"It's dinner time, and I'm sure you're hungry. Otherwise, why'd you come in the kitchen? So help yourself we aren't gonna bite." He grinned. "O-Okay."

Sinister stood behind me, his hands wrapped around my waist as I poured myself a bowl of cereal.

I could feel Satan's eyes glancing over at me from time to time, it was uncomfortable to stand there with this gorilla stuck to my back.

I shifted to the side to grab a spoon from the drawer and yet still he held me close. "I'm not running away you know…" I muttered. His hands raised to my chest and rubbed his hands against my swollen breasts. "You know I hate the mumbling." His threatening voice echoed in my ear.

I sucked my lip in, biting down as my body trembled from his touch.

"So… are you two like… dating?" Satan asked leaning over.

"No," Sinister revealed, his grip only getting tighter.

I winced out in pain, tears gathering in my eyes clouding my vision.

"I'm hungry. What are you cooking?" Satan asked propping his chin on the back of his hand, staring at me. "P-P-" I was afraid that if I opened my mouth any wider my screams would echo off the glass floor-to-ceiling windows.

"He's talking to you is he not?" His hands fell to my waist and my voice wavered as I exhaled softly.

"Pancakes, do you want some?" I asked with a small smile…

****

The next morning I was awoken by Sinister's loud voice as he spoke over the phone. I slid off the bed and slipped into the bathroom. I started undressing, removing my pants and top, leaving me in my underwear in front of the mirror.

"shit." My breasts looked like ripe cherries. And my lip was swollen from his punch that was fueled by jealousy over pancakes.

Twenty minutes later I was out of the bathroom and to the kitchen, to make breakfast.

"Good morning, suka. How are you?" Satan asked while snacking on a bag of chips."Do I have to answer that question or is it obvious already?" I snapped back grabbing a tray and setting it on the counter.

"Sorry. So, What are you doing today?" He asked.

"Getting my body violated, you?"

"Oh come I'm serious."

"Do I look like I'm joking to you?" I asked, putting the dishes onto the tray.

He sighs. "I wish I could help-" "You can't so just go away." I picked up the tray and walked ahead to the room.

"you know damn well I'm not gonna do that. And what was that last night with you and Vasily?" He questioned.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." I shut him off

I entered just in time to see Sinister walking out of the bathroom, in nothing but sweatpants and a towel around his neck, his now red hair dripping wet.

My brain felt like it had just erupted in my skull. Flashes and flashbacks hit me like a Mac truck. The tray slipped from my hands, the dishes shattering at my bare feet.

I stumbled back and fell to the floor.  

"Mari!" Satan ran to my aid.

I stared at the figure in front of me.

"You're him… Vasily. Aren't you?"

He cocked his brow. "Yes. And…?"

"I think I'm gonna pass out."