Nikolai I wake up the next morning to see Adrian sleeping soundly. He finally fell asleep after tossing around the bed repeatedly.So, he was a victim of abuse? Interesting. I was too, From both parents. I get out of bed and walk to the bathroom, taking my phone with me. I send a text to Ilya, to tell him where he'd meet us later in the afternoon. He replies almost immediately.My hand slowly moves to my mouth as my index finger slowly traces my lower lips. I kissed him and fuck, it was addicting. The kiss was short-lived and was fucking not enough. I need more. I need to kiss him again, longer, as I trace my lips down his jaw, to his neck, his chest, and bite his nipple while I stroke his hard dick. Now, my cock is hard.I suck in a deep breath to get myself under control. I kissed him and I'll definitely do much more.I walk out of the bathroom to see Adrian sitting on the bed.“Good morning,” he says in a clipped-off tone. He looks embarrassed about last night, of course.“Good m
Adrian I took the bullet for Nikolai and if I was not so lucky, the bullet would have hit another spot. A more fatal one and I would have died. For who? Nikolai.I hate him and only did that to gain his trust. He has to trust me and think that I can give up my life for him if I'm planning to kill him and his family soon.I won't rest until I get revenge on those who hurt me. Zorya and her family will pay for my mother's death, and my father already paid for hitting me in the past. That man was a monster.I was ten when I was sent to him in America and I finally understood why mom never married him. Every day, he made sure to remind me that I was born out of a mistake. Mom got pregnant by accident and according to him, she was just too stubborn and kept the baby.At 11, he would throw parties and bring people in. They'd smoke, drink, fuck. I started witnessing sex at 11. That was so appalling.And my father? The bastard did nothing. He would starve me and then beat me up. I became a h
Adrian“I'm so sorry, Pavel. Minnie ran into your room and I had to go in to find her.” She stammers in fear as Pavel grips her tight.“I already told you to get your stupid cat off my path. You just won't listen. Maybe you'll listen after I kill it.” He threatens and Irina's face suddenly pales as she shakes her head.“No, no. Not Minnie.” She mutters, shaking her head.“Then keep your stupid pet away.” He hisses in anger and suddenly raises his hand. Wait, is he going to hit her? Like, hit her?“Pavel!” Irina calls as her chest heaves. She's scared and tears have already gathered in her eyes.“You'll listen after I teach you a lesson. Keep your mad self to your room. I don't know why you're not locked up in a psychiatric hospital. That's where your fellow mad patients stay.” He says with venom in his voice and, that's harsh. Why call his sister Mad? He's going to hit her and I can tell it's not the first time, by the way, Irina's response. There's no way I'll watch that, so just wh
Adrian I spend hours with Irina and trust me she's fun to be with. She doesn't act erratic, neither does she yell. We literally became friends in a couple of hours. She shows me all her favorite books and then teaches me how to take care of her cat Minnie.By the time I'm ready to leave her room, it's already evening.“Will you come tomorrow?” She asks as she walks me to her door.“I’ll come whenever I'm free, Irina.” I inform her, ruffling her hair with a smile as she giggles.“We'll go to the garden tomorrow, Ady!” She says gingerly and I smile. We kind of bonded a lot. She calls me Ady. She was so eager to make a friend and I seriously do not mind being her friend. “I thought that was your personal space.” I tease and she laughs.“It's either you come or I'll get very pissed.” “Don't worry I'll come.” I assure and reach out to open the door. We both freeze, the moment I open the door. Standing in front of the door is Olga as she glares at me.“Olga!” Irina calls with a smile on
Nikolai I'm fucking pissed. Not at Adrian but at myself. His words really cut deep and I can't help but feel guilty. I abandoned Irina, though I didn't mean to, but I have no good explanation to give for not talking to her or even calling for six months.Zorya hates Irina and I. She only loves her stupid son Pavel. And right from when we were kids, she made sure to remind us every day that she hated us. I basically became Irina's backbone. We were siblings who loved each other. I still love her and I'd do anything for her. And Pavel? He hits her? He used to do that when we were very much younger, I had no fucking idea that he's still doing that shit. How dare he? And he even calls her mad.Irina is not mad, she's only suffering from PTSD and it's all because of Zorya.She treated her so badly and never gave her that motherly love and attention that became traumatic for Irina as she soon fell into depression. She became quick to anger and withdrew herself from everyone. I was the onl
Adrian One other long week of being at home. At some point, I actually began to feel useless. My shoulder has healed, but Nikolai still insists I stay home. After that day, he did not say anything about being friends with his sister, he only warned me not to cross my limits, or do anything to hurt her. I don't plan on doing any of that.Irina is a nice and innocent girl. She's so happy that she has someone to talk to and is usually the first to knock at my door in the morning. Then I'll follow her to the garden and watch over her cat while she plants. Did I forget to mention that she's so energetic? Oh God! She can literally spend time in that garden the whole day, leaving me worn out at the end of the day. I don't complain though, as long as she's happy.Today, I've decided to confront Nikolai. I'm not a fucking furniture. He fired me to be his sniper, but he's been keeping me at home for two weeks.The moment I hear Kuzma walk into his room, I know they are back. I step out of my r
AdrianA smile forms on Nikolai's lips, I know he's waiting for me to say something and I seriously don't know what to say. I'm confused. I've never liked men, but my sexuality betrays me each time I come near him. I want to confirm something.“Go on with it. So I can get out of here. You won’t succeed, Nikolai.” I grunt and Nikolia only smiles at me. He can try his luck, but I won't fall for any of his stupid tricks. I won't.“We'll see about that.” He utters, his fingertips drawing imaginary lines on my cheeks down to my chin. It leaves this lingering sensation that sends electrifying jolts down my spine. Fuck! I really don't like where this is going.He closes the space between us and the moment his naked hard chest touches me, I stiffen. He's getting to me. He's been doing that for weeks!He leans forward, sniffling my neck. “You smell so fucking good. Has anyone told you that, pretty boy?” he asks curiously, his breath fanning my neck. It feels so hot and good. No, no, I can't fa
Nikolai Holy hell! Adrian's mouth around my cock feels so fucking good and addicting and to think he's only taken a few inches in. Damn it! I feel a sense of warmth go through me as I feel his mouth around my cock and when I look down at him, he looks like a fucking masterpiece. I can't wait to strip him naked and make him model for me while I paint and draw his perfectly ripped body.“Is that all you can take?” I taunt with a smirk on my face. My cock is only halfway through and I fucking want him to take everything inch in his mouth and suck on it to the point of making me cum, then I'll fuck his mouth and cum on his pretty face.“No, and it's best if you stop talking.” His words are muffled and barely audible, seeing he only managed to speak with my cock in his mouth. I decide not to say anything and see what else he got. It's his first time sucking dick and I don't mind teaching him how to do it better.I groan feeling his lips work around my cock. Mhmm.“I'm sure you've gotten y
Adrian 17 months laterThe sound of a baby crying jolts Nikolai and me and he pauses from kissing me. “Fuck this.” Nikolai curses, not hiding the annoyance in his voice. I chuckle as I get out of bed, pulling my shirt over my head. “Where are you going??” Nikolai asks just when I'm about to head to the door. “To meet our child, he's crying.” I remind him, in case he's not hearing the sound of our one-month-old baby crying. Aleksandr was born exactly a month ago and trust me when I say he's the best thing that has happened to Nikolai and I. Nikolai insisted that we get married immediately he proposed, and I agreed. He kept to his words and released Pavel who left Russia to start a new life for himself.That day was one of the happiest days in my life, saying I DO to Nikolai was like a dream come true for me as we both exchanged wedding vows and rings. We had our honeymoon in France for a month and I swear, Nikolai did not want to come back to Russia. I had to drag his ass back her
Adrian I was feeling very nervous throughout the drive to the private diner where Nikolai's celebration party for being the Pakhan was going to be held. He kept on assuring me that it was going to be fine and it was really hard for me to calm down.We finally arrived there, and here I am sitting in the midst of four powerful men. Strangely I'm comfortable around them and they all said their congratulations when Nikolai broke the news of our relationship.“So you both are–” Mikhail's voice trails off as he points at the both of us, before he uses his hand to show how two people come together, a surprised look on his face.“Obviously Volkov, Rostov broke the news exactly ten minutes ago.” Viktor deadpans, pointing at his watch.“I just find it hard to believe, I mean…The pretty boy was his-” “His name is Adrian.” Nikolai sharply interrupts, his voice stern and possessive. A small smile appears on my lips as I take a glance at him, we are both sitting sideways.“Whatever…Adrian is your
Adrian I was fucking surprised when Nikolai told me that I was in a coma for a month. A fucking month!! I couldn’t believe it. I slept for that long but I’m glad that I made it out alive. When I lost consciousness, I thought that I was not going to see his face again. I really thought that I was dying. But here I am, alive, healthy and surrounded by people that care so much for me. I have a caring boyfriend and a supportive best friend. Both siblings have been there for me and can I say that they’ve been pampering me too much? Especially Nikolai. He makes all my meals, gives me a walk every day to loosen up my muscles, prepares my bath and makes sure that the water temperature is okay. At first, he even insisted on bathing me, but I had to remind him that I was not a child. My hands were working perfectly. Even when he cooks for me, he insists on feeding me and I so much enjoy eating from his hands and Nikolai makes the best meals ever. Why was he hiding such a good talent? Acco
Nikolai I can’t remember the last time I ran this hard. I race straight to the room that Adrian is being kept in with Irina running behind me. I pause in my tracks when I get to the entrance, the door wide open. I find myself breathing out in relief when I see Adrian sitting on the bed, his back resting against the headboard. “Fuck!!” I curse, my chest heaving as I stand by the door. He’s awake! Fuck! Adrian is awake and he’s staring right at me. There is a confused look on his face as he looks at me, his eyes wide open. “I told you right. He’s awake!!” Irina exclaims, also breathless as he points at Adrian who opens his mouth to speak, but no words come out. “Adrian,” I call in relief rushing to his side. The moment I sit at the ease of the bed, I hug him. Fuck I’ve missed him. “I’m so glad that you’re fine. Fuck! I was so worried about you.” I break off from the hug but Adrian keeps staring at me. “Are you okay Adrian? Kuzma has gone to get Andrei, they will be here soon. Just
Nikolai A piercing scream echoes in my basement and I hold a bored look on my face as I watch Pavel who's getting his toenails removed yell out in pain. I hate him and the fact that his father shot Adrian, makes me hate him the most. “Nikolai…..arhhh…stop this!!” He pleads with me but I don't bother to ask my men to stop. He deserves every bit of what he's experiencing. Pavel's eyes widen in terror as he begs me to stop, but I just raise an eyebrow, my expression unyielding. "You think a little toenail removal is painful?" I sneer, my voice dripping with venom. "You have no idea what pain is, Pavel. Your father took something precious from me, and now you're going to pay the price."Pavel's face contorts in agony as my men continue their work, his screams echoing off the cold basement walls. I watch him with a mixture of disgust and contempt, my anger simmering just below the surface."Please, Nikolai... mercy!" Pavel begs, his voice hoarse from screaming.I laugh, a cold, mirthles
Nikolai I've never been so frustrated and hopeful in my thirty years of living. It has been the same thing for me, it's like I keep going back and forth, doing the same thing over and over again. Dealing with a little work and coming back to the hospital to sit and watch Adrian as he sleeps while I fill him in with how my day went as I also beg him to open his eyes. It's been two weeks since Zorya's funeral, and Adrian still hasn't opened his eyes. He's still in the fucking coma. I've invited different doctors from far and wide to do something, but the result is still the same. ‘He’s out of danger, it's just left for him to wake up. I'm sorry sir.’ These are their exact words. And it takes everything within me not to smash the nearest objects in their head for failing to bring my Adrian back. I sigh loudly as I lean by the door, watching as Adrian sleeps on the bed. He's still as pretty as ever and looks like a sleeping beauty. I always kiss his lips each time I come here, hoping t
Nikolai I stand at the front of the crowded church, my eyes fixed on the polished wooden casket before me. The soft glow of candlelight casts a sombre ambience, and the sweet scent of flowers wafts through the air. The mourners are seated, their faces etched with grief and sadness.The church is packed, with every pew filled. The soft murmur of whispered conversations and the occasional sniffle are the only sounds that break the silence. I recognize many of the faces, some of whom I've known for years, while others are strangers who've come to pay their respects.The priest stands at the podium, his eyes scanning the crowd before settling on me. He nods solemnly, and I nod back, my expression stern. The priest clears his throat, and the room falls silent. "Dear friends and family," he begins in Russian, his voice low and soothing. "We gather today to bid farewell to a young life, cut short in its prime."I keep a straight face while staring at the casket. Never once did I think that
Adrian Life can be so unpredictable and unfair, especially to me. It's like the very moment I was born, I was destined not to have a good life. Because why? Just when I think I can finally be happy, everything goes upside down. Sergei is my father. The man I looked up to for years and thought that he was my uncle who loved me. He's my father. One that hates me so much, that he wants me to die and I guess his wish is coming true because I'm dying. My body falls with a thud, and Nikolai quickly kneels, gathering me up in his arms as he places my head on his lap. He points his gun in a direction and when I hear a gunshot, I know that he has officially killed Sergei. The pungent smell of blood fills the air as pain pierces through my whole body. It hurts a lot. “Fuck! Adrian!!! What the fuck!!” Nikolai curses, his hands going through my body as he tries to find my wound. I got shot in the right side of my upper chest. “Get the fucking doctor!!!” He yells and I've never seen Nikolai
Adrian I'm utterly dumbfounded as I stare at Zorya and then at Sergei. He can't be my father. All my life has been a lie. There is no way!! It's not possible, not in any fucking way. How can Sergei be my father?“You tried to kill me!!” I yell at him, my breath shaking as I ignore the banging ache in my head. He tried to fucking kill me and he's my dad. How? “And that's because you proved to be useless and weak!! And what's the expense of that??? A man!!!” Uncle Sergei’s voice thunders as he points at Nikolai who is standing beside me. “You're a failure!! I can't father a failure!!” “You never stuck to the plan. The plan was to kill Nikolai. I don't birth weaklings, Adrian. You are a weakling!!!” He spits with pure venom and contempt. “Hey watch it!!!” Nikolai growls and the next moment, he is pointing his gun at Sergei. “I suggest you shut the fuck up and watch your tongue.” He warns, his tone deadly. Sergei bites his lower lips, pointing his gun at me. Nikolai’s men point their