I had just one job and that was to shoot him. To kill him. I underestimated the power of NIKOLAI ROSTOV. I don't like men, I swear. Or Do I? Meeting Nikolai Rostov changed everything, a psychopath who cares only about himself and uses people as pawns. He used me, brought out those desires in me, desires that I hated. I hated him but at the same time, I wanted him to use me over and over again. …. All Adrian wants is to get revenge on the family who he thinks is responsible for his mother’s death. What he never expected was falling for the ruthless Bratva Lord. What happens when secrets unfold and trust is tested? This book contains graphic violence, mature themes, strong language, mental health struggles, sexual kink, Explicit content, forced proximity, and dark themes.
View MoreNikolai My cock slides into his mouth as he begins to suck hungrily on it. Fuck! I've missed this feeling so much, though it has only been like a day that I did not get to feel his mouth wrapped around my cock, it still feels like ages.My ragged breathing coupled with the sound of him gagging fills the room as he brings my cock in and out of his mouth, sucking on it vigorously. “Fuck! Adrian. You really know how to do a good job.” I say out breathlessly, my words breaking as I speak.It feels so fucking out as my dick throbs even more as he makes sloppy sounds, taking in and out.I would really love to take over the reins and fuck his mouth, but I decide not to and just allow him to suck me off instead until I cum. And I know it will not take long before he gets me to cum.Blow jobs from him, just keep getting better and better. He keeps getting better and better. I've never felt this good, not when a woman is sucking off as even a man. Everything feels complete to Adrian. I don't
Nikolai We both move around the room, still kissing each other hard as we come to a stop when Adrian’s back rests against a table. He wraps his hands around my neck, pulling me closer, our bodies almost becoming one as we kiss each other hard. “Fuck it!” He curses, his words barely audible due to the kiss as his hands roam all over my body. His hands find my buttons and he begins to button my shirt. He pulls off the shirt after he’s done and he tosses it aside afterwards. My finger traces through his jawline as I kiss him hard, our tongues dancing in the same sync like we want to take each other's breath away. The moment feels so passionate and intimate and I don’t want it to stop. He finally breaks off from the kiss, going down on his knees the next second. I really love it when he goes down on his knees for me, looking all pretty and ready to be fucked. He does not waste any moment as he lets down the zip of my trousers. His hands make their way into the waistband of my boxer, f
Nikolai I smile the moment I see Adrian walk into my Art room. I’ve been waiting for him and he was pretty late. I can only guess that something held him up, that’s why he delayed.“So I should remain standing here?” His words jolt me out of my thoughts and I lift my head, with a smile on my face as I nod, “Yes.” He’s standing behind a stool, but I’m going to make him sit later on. I’m painting him. There’s no way I’m not going to paint the handsome male in front of me. I’ve been meaning to do it, and today happens to be the day since I’m free.“So what should I do next?” He asks with a curious look on his face as I chuckle.“Pull off your shirt, pretty boy,” I smirk, as I take a second look at all my brushes to make sure that they are all perfect. I’ve been painting since I was a little kid, it’s something that I love doing. It calms me down. Whenever I got shunned by Zoya or got beaten up by my father. I always drew or painted something. You can say this art room was my solace and
Adrian The day goes by quickly. While Nikolai sends Ilya, Kuzma and some other guards on an errand, I stay back. Sometimes, I find it really Annoying that he leaves me out of it. Even if we are doing things behind closed doors, I'm still working under him. I should at least get something to do, Nikolai just doesn't want to hear of it.The moment the clock hits 2, I find myself getting ready to his art room which he asked me to come to. I wonder what's going to happen there. Just when I'm about to step out of the room, my phone in my pocket rings. It's Uncle Sergei.I let out a tired sigh, closing the door back. I go straight into the bathroom to receive the call, as I don't want to risk anyone hearing me.“Uncle Sergei,” My voice is low and composed as I receive the call.“You're slacking Adrian.” That's the first words he says. I inhale sharply as I run my hands through my hair. It's not as easy as it seems.“No, I'm not. I'm only being careful.” I tell him but he mumbles something
Nikolai The way Adrian acts like a scared kitten is hilarious. And I seriously have no idea why Olga chose to come to my room at this time. I was about to have a good relaxing blow job and she just….ruined it.“Good morning, Olga.” I greet her in Russia, not bothering to hide the displeasure in my voice. Her coming to knock is not funny at all. And I know why she came. To invite me for breakfast. I know that she cares and worries about me and I am totally grateful and I love her for that. But getting a blowjob from Adrian is exactly what I need in the morning. Not some Russian soup. Hers are fucking delicious though.“Koyla!!” She calls on seeing me. I only open my door slightly and I stand by the entrance. If I don’t do that, she’s going to barge into my room and I don't want that.“Good morning Olga. You sure know how to ruin a good sleep.” I draw out and she eyes me, before playfully hitting my shoulders.“You don’t sleep this late, Koyla. I was worried and curious.” She points ou
Adrian I moan in my sleep as I feel a pair of strong arms firmly wrapped around me. His masculine smell hits my nose and a smile forms on my lips. After I asked him to hug me last night, he just took me to bed and we fell asleep in each other’s arms. I smile as I find myself moving closer to him. Dang it, Adrian! You’re already close enough.This is the first time I’m actually waking up to see Adrian sleeping beside me. He usually wakes up before me every morning when we spend the night as he gets out of bed to take care of a few things.I can hear his soft breathing but I can’t see his face, as my head is on his naked chest. I find myself running my fingertips over his inked skin. His chest heaves as he breathes softly and I can only take it that he’s asleep, but the next thing I hear is his voice.“You better stop that now, unless you want me to fuck you before getting out of bed.” I feel my whole body shake with anticipation. Hell! I want him to do that. The fuck?“You’re awake?”
Adrian I've lost count of how long I've been sitting by this bedside watching Irina as she sleeps. I came into this room about two hours ago and it took a lot of time before I finally got to calm her down.She apparently had a nightmare about her mother trying to throw her off the railing again and I’ve longed convinced her that Zorya can't do shit. Nikolai had saved her and Zorya and Pavel are currently on house arrest. She's sleeping soundly and I've attempted to leave her room twice but she ended up waking up and then begged me to stay. I stayed. I let out a deep sigh as I watched her sleep. I’m tired right now and I’m currently planning to leave her room. My eyes fall on Minnie, who is sleeping as well. It seems I’m the only one awake in the whole house, along with the other guards around the compound. I slowly stand up from where I'm sitting as I fix my eyes on her for a while, making sure she doesn't wake up. She's fast asleep now and I can only hope that she has gone deep in
Nikolai I don't need anyone to tell me that my sister is crushing on Adrian. It's clearly obvious. And to think she went as far as asking him to feed her? Hell no!! Fucking hell no. I tuck her in bed and step out right after she falls asleep. While I walk to my room, I send a text to Adrian to meet me in my room. As I arrive in my room, I meet him sitting in the bed. He’s already here. I expected him to come like five minutes from now. “You already came?” I utter, stepping into the room as I make sure to lock in. Two people can barge in, Olga and Irina. She got scared earlier. There's a high chance that she will wake up in the middle of the night because of a nightmare. I can't risk her barging into my room to see me with Adrian. And if she indeed comes, she will knock and I know how to handle that.“I’ve been here for like 10 minutes. I was waiting for you. You should get some rest too.” Adrian mutters softly, standing up to his feet and I narrow my eyes at him.“Stop leading Irin
Adrian I heard their conversation, all of it. I never meant to listen but I was coming to ask how Irina was doing as her friend when I overheard Her asking her brother why their mother hated them so much. He definitely did not have an answer for that.I’m curious as well. I'm pretty sure Nikolai and Irina are not adopted, but why does she hate them so much? Is it normal for a mother to hate their kids? Hell no!! What if Zorya is not their real mother?My head runs with different speculations as I stand in front of them. I meant it when I said I was going to protect Nikolai. I work for him, so it's my duty to protect him, and a part of me wants to do that as well. I want to protect both siblings. Irina is still too innocent to suffer like this and if I think deeply about it, she nor her brother had anything to do with the death of my mother. It seems they are also Zorya's victims. She killed my mother and has been torturing her children. I've seen the scar at the back of Nikolai's ne
Adrian I push out from the curb, the cold night air, hitting my skin. My bike engine revs as I drive through the darkness. The street is empty and there is no soul around. The world is quiet and it feels like I'm the only one awake. I'm not. A lot of things are going on even in the darkness. Dark things. I pull into a street and I soon arrive in front of a house. An old detached house that looks abandoned. I climb off my bike, pull off my helmet, and go straight into the house. “Where is Igor?” I ask, stopping in front of a huge man. I've met him only a few times before and he never hides the distaste he has towards me. “Inside. You're late.” He says in a rough Russian accent and I scoff. I was asleep when I got a call asking me to come to the house. It was fucking 1 am when I got a call from Igor, asking me to come over immediately. I ignore him and instead walk inside the house. The outside may look abandoned and old, but the inside isn't. In fact, everything is...
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