Nikolai You can say that I was in a very terrible mood throughout the whole day. Zorya ruined everything, but after spending time with Adrian, Fuck everything feels so ecstatic. Like damn it! Fuck! He kissed me willingly and didn't mind us stroking each other to get ourselves off. You can say I had the best time of my life.Adrian just left about thirty minutes ago after cleaning himself up. And I feel the need to go to his room, drag him back to mine and fuck him. Or better still, I'll fuck him in his room. Just that his room is not soundproof, if I fuck him there, everyone will definitely hear him moaning out because I'm not going to hold back while I fuck his tight ass.I inhale sharply, reaching out for my cigarette, which I push into my mouth as I light it up. Just after I drag out a smoke, my phone rings. My brows furrow as I take a look at the caller. Nikol? I haven't heard from her for like forever.You know that scenario where you live with an abusive father who thinks he ca
Adrian “You need to see the amazing things I got from the mall.” Irina grins as I walk her out of the garden. In my hand, is her cat. Not only have I become friends with Irina, but her cat Minnie seems to like me a lot.“That's nice. I'm glad you got to go shopping.” I say with a genuine smile on my face.“Me too and I'm so happy I had the chance to get you something, Adrian. I've really wanted to get you a gift again. It's with me, guess what I got you.” She grins happily and my brows furrow. She's holding a bag and I have no idea what is in it. She's been giving gifts, and they're usually from the things she has here at home.“I'm very bad at guessing, Irina.” I point out with a chuckle. She shrugs her shoulders and then passes the gift bag to me as she collects Minnie from me.With narrowed brows, I bring out the gift box. As I open the gift box, my eyes widen at the sight of a necklace.“A necklace?” I mutter in confusion and she bobs her head gingerly.“Yes, Ady. I got a matchin
Adrian I walk behind Irina as she goes to her brother and Nikol.“Hi, Irina.” Nikol waves the moment Irina stops in front of her. Irina does not acknowledge her greeting at all. She ignores her and then turns to face her brother.“What's she doing here, Koyla?” She demands and Nikolai whose hands are leisurely shoved into his pocket replies.“She'll be staying here for a few days.” He replies. What? He brought a woman? And what will be going on during those few days? He'll be fucking her. Like what the hell?“Why? She has a house?” Irina spits, her eyes glaring daggers at Irina.“Irina dear, I don't know why you're-” “Shut up! I wasn't talking to you!” Irina interrupts in a sharp tone. I'm angry just as she is or rather I'm involuntarily angry. I don't want to care, but I can't help it.My eyes fall on her hand that's wrapped around Nikolai's arms. He's not holding her, she's the one that's clinging to him. I tell myself mentally to stop making an issue out of it, or better still,
Nikolai Irina does not like Nikol one bit. They never got along and I don't blame my little sister, Nikol can be a little annoying and overbearing.And Adrian! He looked kind of annoyed when we were outside and while Irina and Nikol kept bantering, my eyes were fixed on him.He looked fucking pretty as always and I kept thinking of ways to eat him up. I couldn't take my eyes off him, not until the cold wind came rushing in and I had to take my sister inside.I have long tucked Irina in bed after it started raining.. After dinner, I took her to her room before coming to my study because I had some work to do. About 30 minutes after I get to my study, I get a call from Mikhail. I know why he's calling. I noticed some kind of errors while checking the file Alexei forwarded to me just a few minutes ago.“I guess you've seen it.” He says the moment I pick up the call.“Yeah.” I draw out slowly, my eyes still fixed on my laptop.“Several packages are missing.” I mutter under my breath, my
Adrian I can't sleep. It's raining outside and I'm finding it so hard to sleep. Getting out of bed, I decide to take a walk, thinking that if I get back to my room, I'll finally be able to get some sleep.I swear I do not want to do it, but my legs involuntarily move towards Nikolai's study. I know he's not in his room. I've never seen the bastard sleep.I'm a few meters away from his study when I see him walk out the door with Nikol. I quickly hide behind a pillar as my face contorts in annoyance. What's she doing with him in the middle of the night dressed like a whore? I can literally see her underwear from where I'm standing. Their voices are inaudible, but Nikolai says something to her before going back into his study.Did they have sex? I know I'm not supposed to care or give a shit about me, but if Nikolai says he wants to have sex with me, he shouldn't go around having sex with another woman.Am I that possessive? Yes and why is it towards Nikolai? The man I'm supposed to ha
NikolaiAdrian is avoiding me. I don't need a seer to tell me that. He avoids me like a plague and he has been keeping things too professional. Too Professional, and seriously, I hate that. I literally hate how he has been acting. This attitude started the day Nikol came to this house, and since then, he’s been avoiding me. Whenever I ask a question, he answers professionally. I know that it’s supposed to be that way, seeing I'm his boss and he’s my guard, but I don't want things to go that way. I have to get him to open up.“Good evening, Koyla.’’ Nikol waves at me the moment I pass the dining room. She’s at the dining room with Irina who sneers right after Nikol waves at me. I Pause, waving at Irina actually before walking past, Adrian and Kuzma walking behind me. Since the day I sent Nikol out of my office, which was three days ago, she had not made any advances towards me. She still gives me that sultry look, thinking maybe I might change my mind and Fuck her. In her dreams, the
Adrian The fuck! I'm not jealous. I'm not. I can't be. I only decided to stay away from Nikolai and keep things formal. I wanted to focus on the task I came to do. The reason I came into his life in the first place was to kill him and I wanted to focus on that. I'm not jealous. I'm not fucking jealous.‘ But your main reason for acting out of it is because you think he's fucking Nikol. And you're gripping his collar for spending time with her, that screams jealousy!’ A voice scolds in my head as my eyes widen in realization. I gasp in shock, abruptly letting go of Nikolai's collar.What am I even doing? What happened to keeping things formal? The goal was to stay away no matter what, not grab his collar and demand answers.I'm losing it and I badly want to be out of his presence, just when I can excuse myself, he says.“I'm not fucking, Nikol.” I pause, my eyes widening in surprise. Is he going to lie to me now? I caught her walking out of his office half-naked. If he wasn't fucking
NikolaiAdrian wraps his hands around my neck the moment my lips land on his. I Kiss him hard and hungrily as I've been starving for too long. I’ve been starved sexually for too long and now, nothing is going to stop me from fucking Adrian.As our lips crash together, the air around us seems to ignite with pent-up passion. I devour his mouth, my tongue dancing with his in a warm and tasty mouth. His hands grasp my hips, pulling me closer as he deepens the kiss.I feel a rush of heat coursing through my veins, my body screaming for release. His fingers dig into my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I moan into his mouth, the sound echoing through the air.He breaks away, his eyes blazing with desire. "Fuck me, Nikolai. Hard!" he growls, his voice low and husky. My whole body trembles with desire at his words.I pull him back, our lips colliding in a fierce, hungry kiss. We stumble backwards, our bodies entwined as we crash onto the bed. The world around us melts away, leaving only t
Nikolai Damn! I'm a pro. The best there is. The sweet aroma of my cooking fills the whole room and Adrian keeps staring at me in awe. He really did not expect this. I have tried bringing up a conversation with him as I cook but he does not reply to me and does well to ignore me. I don't probe further. I should be glad that he allowed me into his house and kitchen. At least he didn't throw me out. “Here we are.” I smile as I place a tray of Rye bread and borscht in front of him, alongside a glass of lemon water. After setting down his, I go for my plate as well, before sitting on the chair opposite him. “I didn't ask you to sit.” He snaps in a low voice, picking up his spoon. “I know you want me to stay. You finally have someone eating with you. I know it's so lonely eating alone.” I point out and a sullen look comes up on his face which is immediately replaced with a nonchalant look. “I used to eat alone in your house. So shut up and eat or I will throw you out of my house.” He
Nikolai There is no way I will stay away from Adrian. Never! I will never stay away. We are bound together for life, there is no staying away. I've been sending flowers with an apology note nonstop for two weeks, hoping he would change his mind. It's obvious that he hasn't changed his mind, so I'm going for plan B. Beg him physically, and hang around him till he forgives me. Giving him space did not work. Maybe not giving him space will work. And I think someone is spying on him. I'm not the one.I was driving past the grocery store by pure accident and that was when I saw his bike parked. I came in and saw him standing by the counter to meet him.I slid into my car and I drove behind Adrian’s bike that was speeding away. He can try his best to avoid me, but the fact remains that he is mine and I'm his. We're going to get back together, I will make sure of it. We soon arrive at his place and while he drives to his deckhouse, I pack my car at a corner, seeing that I have to walk the
Adrian “Your bill is 2000 rub, sir.” The Cashier at the counter says in Russian to me as I nod, before reaching into my pocket to get my credit card. “Here.” I hand the card over to her, but her mind seems to be somewhere else as she keeps staring in a direction with flushed cheeks. “Miss,” I call this time in English waving my hand at her and that finally jolts her out of whatever trance that she is in. She's about to collect the card from me when she pauses and I stiffen as well, feeling a strong arm wrap around my shoulder. I literally turn rigid when the familiar scent hits me. Nikolai!! What's he doing here? I can't see his face as he stands behind me, his height slightly towering above me. He's standing so close to me that I can feel his…is this bastard hard? In public?? “Don't worry, I'll pay for my boyfriend.” He utters in Russian and a look of disappointment overshadows the cashier's face as she collects the black card from him. I'm too stunned to speak and my whole body
Adrian Jealousy stirs from within me as I ask, “How do you know that he is cheating? Did he bring a lady home?” I’ll murder Nikolai if he ever does that. However, a part of me believes that he will not do such a thing. He’s not so petty, Is he?“He didn’t bring a lady, dummy. I’ll pluck out her eyes even before she steps into our house. You and Nikolai’s relationship is the only one I will approve of.” I frown.“Then how do you know that he is cheating on me if he did not bring another girl home??” “Because Nikolai has been buying a lot of flowers lately. I’ve been watching him and he always leaves the house with flowers. Roses to be exact. I think he's going on a date with her.” Oh my God. I really want to start laughing at that very moment, but I don’t. That? I’m the one that he brings the flowers to.“He is not seeing another girl, Irina,’’ I state with a soft smile on my face.“How do you know that? Koyla has been doing this for over two weeks! Nonstop!!’’ She exclaims so loudly
Adrian I meant it when I asked Nikolai to ‘STAY AWAY FROM ME!!’ And up till now, I still can't fathom what part of ‘stay away from me’ that he does not understand. Does he want me to say it in Russian and not English? Because I don't fucking get it! It's been two weeks. Two whole weeks of seeing flowers on my deck every morning with a note attached to it, with, ‘I’m very sorry, pretty boy.’ written on it or, ‘I miss you so much, Let's talk?’ ‘I acted out of it. I accept it. Can you just talk to me?’‘My bed is cold without you. I miss your warm kisses.’‘I need you. Not being with you hurts.’‘Can we talk? You know I'm not going to stop right?’‘I miss you. Forgive me.’‘I’m sorry. Fuck! I'm losing my mind without you by my side.’‘I have good news that I would love to share with you. Should I come over for dinner?’ He never misses a day and now, I'm getting tired of it. I don't know what to do with the flowers and I can't even ask him to stop, because I have no idea when he drops
Adrian I heard footsteps. So I came to check it out. I would never have stepped out if I knew that it was Nikolai. But here I am, standing face to face with the bastard that broke my heart to pieces. “Don't come close!! What the fuck are you doing here?” I yell just when he's about to come near me. He is the last person I want to see right now. And my life has been very much peaceful since I left his place. Nothing here reminds me of Nikolai, unlike his house. “Adrian I-” His voice trails off and he looks taken aback. Well, he should. He is not expecting me to start shining my teeth at him the moment he appears at my doorstep, is he? I hope he's not. Not after what he did to me. “What are you doing here, Nikolai?” I ask in a low, composed voice. I'm angry, very pissed, at him and myself and it's taking everything within me not to lash out at him and throw him out of my house. How did he even know that I'm staying here? “Adrian, I came here to talk. Please calm down and hear me o
Nikolai “Any news?” One of my hands is on my steering wheel and the other one is holding my phone to my ear as I wait to hear the reports from Kuzma. “No, Boss.” I feel my heart sink at his reply. Three hours. Three hours of searching around for Adrian, and still there is no news of him. It's like he just disappeared into thin air. I've tried asking Irina if she knows where he went, since she helped in letting him leave, but she claimed that she knows nothing about his whereabouts, as she only helped him to leave because she couldn't watch him being in pain. Fuck! I messed up big time. He must have thought that I was coming home with Tatiana, that's why he left. Seeing he tore a tracker out of his skin, shows how intent he was on leaving me. And I caused everything. I caused this shit. I should have told him all my plans, maybe he wouldn't have left. “How? Have you checked everywhere? Other cities? Check other cities and do it fast!!” My car comes to a screech as I stop the car in
Nikolai My jaw works as I stare at Kuzma in disbelief, then at Ilya and Irina. “Adrian left?” What the fucking hell? He left? To where? And why am I just finding out about this now??“Yes, Boss. I thought you knew.” Kuzma says and that's when I lose my cool. If I knew that he left, why would I be requesting for him?“What do you mean by I knew???” My voice thunders at him, and he takes a step back with a confused look on his face. “He said you gave him the permission to leave.” This time it's Ilya who speaks and I scoff as I turn to face him. “The permission? Did you hear it from my mouth? Did I tell you to let him leave???!!” I yell as anger courses through my veins. It's been a whole day since he left and I'm just finding out about it now!! That's fucking absurd. I take in a deep breath to try and calm my laboured breathing. I will find him. I'm going to find Adrian. I have a tracker on him. I'm going to bring him back. “But Miss Irina said you called to give him the permission
Nikolai “This is unacceptable!!” Dmitri yells angrily as he barges into the room that we have all settled in for a meeting that Dmitri called for after what happened in the church. There was a wedding, but I was not the groom. It was Alexei, everyone was surprised, including Tatiana herself. Dmitri could not stop the wedding and angrily allowed it to commerce. After Alexei and Tatiana were announced husband and wife, he called for a meeting and here we are. “You should calm down, your health is not particularly strong enough to handle this kind of anger.” Ivan, Dmitri’s son who has no interest in the Bratva, says leisurely with his legs crossed. He lives in Los Angeles and only came for his father’s birthday and stayed for his sister's wedding. “Ivan, zatknis!!!!” He snaps at Ivan who chuckles, but mockingly. “What? I was just being a concerned son! Sorry for my opinion. Go on with your meeting and act like I don't exist. That's what you're good at doing anyway.” He fires at Dmi