AdrianI'm not surprised to see Zorya and Pavel. After Nikolai's order, they have not been leaving the house and have remained on house arrest. What can I say? Serves them right and they have strangely been so quiet. No matter how thick-skinned Zorya acts, I know she is scared of Nikolai. Pavel included.“What are you doing here?” Irina sniffles, releasing herself from the hug as she wipes off her tears.“What do you think I'm doing here? I'm here to lay my condolences. I'm his mother after all.” She says with a scuff, her voice dripping with sarcasm as I stare at her in disbelief. Condolences? Really?“Nikolai is not dead.” Irina scowls as she makes her way to charge at Zorya, but I quickly hold her back.“Yet!” Pavel chimes in scornfully as he holds his hands around his chest. He looks so fearless now, but once Nikolai comes or shows his presence, he will cower away like a chicken drenched in the rain. What a coward!“Shut up, Pavel! Nothing is going to happen to my brother. So it's
Nikolai I groan softly, feeling a sharp pain in my head. My head is banging and it fucking hurts. I try to move my hand, but I can’t as I’m only greeted with intense pain. I’m alive. I actually thought that I was going to die. Did Adrian take me to that place to kill me? And uncle? Uncle Sergei? Everything happened so fucking fast and now, I can’t help but get angry at myself for trusting too blindly. I was too free with him and it would have cost my life. I take in a deep breath and from the smell, I know that I’m in my room. I attempt to stand up, but my shoulder hurts a lot. I got shot there. Damn it! I hate feeling pain. “You’re awake.” I stare at the ceiling as Ilya’s voice rings in my ears. It’s surprising that they ended up finding me. I actually thought that Adrian was going to leave me to die. Did he call then? And is he still alive? I know Ilya would not waste an opportunity to kill him once he found out that Adrian had something to do with me getting shot. “Fuck! Thank
Adrian I hate this!!! All of this. It’s fucking frustrating. I hate the Annex house, I hate the food, I hate everything about it. Nikolai woke up and as much as I was excited to see him, I was not allowed to. It immediately dawned on me that it was his order. Irina was glad that her brother was awake and even wanted to help me go into his room, but that bastard Ilya seemed to be ready for me. He did not allow her to do so as he stated Nikolai’s strict orders. I was to stay as far away from him. And I’ve also been banned from staying in the main building. Ilya made me move to the Annex house. He’s been overdoing everything and one can easily think that he takes the punishment more seriously than Nikolai himself. I let out a frustrated groan as I stepped out of the bathroom. It’s so uncomfortable to bathe in there. Not only do 10 of the guards bathe at the same time. I hate and despise the way they keep looking at me. For the first day I came, I refrained from bathing the moment I s
Adrian It seemed like Nikolai was hell-bent on avoiding me. No matter how hard I tried, I’ve not been able to go into the main house and I have been staying at the guard's quarters for more than a week now. He should just come out and pass his judgement. I need to know what’s going on in his head. What exactly is he thinking and why is he doing all of this? I had caught a glimpse of him once and he seemed to be doing some. I couldn’t get close to him, and that’s all thanks to Ilya. I seriously don’t know what I have done to that man that makes it seem like he’s after my life. He sees to it that I don’t go Nikolai or into the house and he is so hellbent on making my life miserable. The kind of work he makes me do is completely different and unacceptable. He makes me trim the grasses in the gardens, like I’m some gardener and then he sees to it that I clean all the cars. I’m not a cleaner!!! I’m a sniper who knows how to handle guns well enough. I did not learn how to trim and plant
Nikolai “Did you get the files I asked to bring from Viktor?” I ask Kuzma who nods as he passes the file over to me. “He said you should sign where necessary. Vion will pick it up in the evening.” He informs me and I nod briefly as I begin to look through the files, signing on the necessary places. After I’m done, I pass the files back to him. I’m getting better. I got shot in my left shoulder. So I can still use my right hand to do all the necessary things. My wound is still healing and it no longer hurts as much as before. I’m recovering well. “Anything else?” I ask Kuzma who nods. “The pakhan has sent card invitations for his birthday. It came earlier. It’s in the first drawer.”“I’ll check that later.” Dmitri. Dmitri. I should meet up with him soon. If I’m going to be the next pakhan, I should strengthen my relationship with the previous one and we have not really been doing much bonding. “Anything else?” Kuzma shakes his head and just when I’m about to dismiss him, he says.
Adrian I will hug Kuzma if I have the chance. I can't believe that he actually agreed to help me. I can't bear it anymore. I need to speak to Nikolai. I need to meet him and explain things to him, even if it has to be by force. Ilya keeps monitoring one and I've been finding it so hard to go into the house to get near him and Irina who would have helped me to sneak inside has not been coming. I get that she got rejected by me and must be going through her healing phase. And it's not as if I had a choice, I already like her brother whom I'm currently dying to meet. “Ilya is out on an errand, so I hope you use your time well and look for a way to convince the boss. I'm sure he’ll forgive you.” Kuzma says as he leads me into the main house. He did not take the front door and used the back door instead. “Is he alone?” “Hmm. He went to his room to rest after we got back. But I know that he's awake. And also, don't let him know that I brought you in here.” “Noted and thank you so much
Nikolai My eyes widen the moment Adrian goes down on his knees. I immediately mask my look of surprise as I replace it with a hard look. It's definitely another game plan of his and I'm not going to fall for it. Not again. And yes, why am I so lenient with him? I'm giving him petty punishments by making him do work like trimming the flowers, cutting his pay and making him stay in the Annex house. If it was another guard who did what he did, I would have killed him without even having a second thought. But it's Adrian. I don't even see myself passing a judgment that all his toes and fingers be cut off. I can't do it, even though I want to do it, I just can't. His last words are still ringing in my head. He wanted to kill me when he just came, but nothing anymore? Who the fuck does he even think he is? Adrian Petrov. Come to think of it, when I ran a background check about his family, I found nothing significant. “I'm sorry.” fucking apologies. I hate hearing it. I hate hearing the
Adrian That was one of the darkest moments of my life. Waking up to see an elderly woman beside you sleeping. And when I threatened to report them to the police, my father swore to send me to a mental asylum. He was going to tell them that I lost my mind and said a lot of gibberish things. I was scared and helpless, there was nothing I could do as I just suffered in silence. “It didn't stop there,” I continue as my whole body trembles in fear and the disgust I feel towards myself. This is definitely not a story that I love sharing, but I just need to get everything off my chest. It is up to Nikolai to do whatever he is going to do afterwards. My actions are fully justified. And it hurts knowing that I'm not able to do anything to Zorya, to make her pay for what she did.“Samantha seemed to enjoy shagging a teenager, so she began to pay my father just so she could fuck me. I never got hard on her, there was no way a woman like her would turn me on, so my father would force a pill dow
NikolaiWhen I went into the meeting room, Alexei was already seated, because I allowed him to walk away before I stepped out from behind the pillar I was hiding. I'm not going to marry Tatiana. And I already have a plan to go about all this? The meeting goes on and on, and seriously half of the things that Dmitri kept saying are not sinking in my head at all. The man has changed and it's quite evident that his health is deteriorating. The cancer is taking a toll on him and his dying wish is to see his daughter married. “Nikolai, will agree with me. Nikolai, right?” Mikhail's voice rings in my ears and my brows furrows as I turn to face him. I have not been listening. “Huh?” “This fucker has not been listening!!” He says in Russian as he points an accusing finger at me. “Where is your mind? Fuck!” He continues in Russia and I reply to him as we both begin to converse in Russia. “What do you want to tell me, Mikhail?” “The yakuza has been trying to get a hit on us. I say we go an
Nikolai I feel like I'm making a mistake and that everything is slipping through my hands. I had always thought that I had the ultimate control of things, but I don't. Not when it comes to Adrian. A week has passed since he punched me and walked out of my room. I deserved that punch, I was being an asshole. I've not come up with a plan to stop the wedding that's just a week away. And now I'm torn in making a decision that would affect my life forever. Adrian was in his room for four days with the excuse that he was sick, at first I sent Kuzma to bring him his meals but Kuzma reported that he barely ate anything. So I sent Irina and though she has been giving me the cold shoulder as she shakes her head in disappointment and she looks at me in reproach, she still went.And luckily the results have been positive, Adrian has been eating and has been coming out of his shell. He has finally stepped out of his room and Irina has been keeping him company and I'm very grateful for that. We'
Adrian I have not stepped out of my room for days since I walked out on Nikolai. To everyone, my excuse has been that I'm on sick leave. Well, I'm sick, physically and emotionally. I'm dealing with a severe heartbreak that I don't think I will ever be able to recover from. I've been in the room for over four days, cuddling myself on my bed, under the duvet as I try to forget my problems. And that's one of the hardest things to do. I hear my door click, followed by footsteps, “Kuzma, I already told you that I'm not going to eat that food.” I mumble under my breath. I've barely eaten anything over the last few days and Kuzma has been trying to get me to eat. He thinks I'm really sick and even recommended I go to the hospital as I'm not getting better. “Except it's not Kuzma.” It's Irina. I can't see her yet as my head is buried under the duvet. I hear her walk to the bedside and she then drops something on the nearby drawer. I'm about to ask her to leave when she suddenly jumps on m
Adrian Even if it was just hours with us being apart, I've missed him. A lot. Hearing that he was going to get married to another woman, made him feel so apart from me. All my resolve breaks as I hug him and I no longer want to ask him to let me quit work. I want to ask him to stay with me. “Don't do this, please. Change your mind. You don't have to be Pakhan. We will be very happy together. Just stop all these.” I plead as I hug him tight and never once does he hug me back. I know I'm being delusional asking him to give up his dream, but I don't care. I become selfish when it comes to Nikolai. “Adrian, I can't.” He bites out and another tear drops when he wrenches me away from the hug forcefully. His action takes me by surprise and I'm left stunned and at a loss of words. “You need to stop this. Just stop this shit already. Give up my Pakhan dreams for us? There was never an us Adrian. We were just-” He pauses and then he curses under his breath in Russia, before saying out loud
Adrian I groan softly as my eyes flutter open. My mind is hazy and I'm finding it hard to get my bearings or recollect how I'm finding myself on a bed when I was walking on the road. No, I got abducted. My eyes snap open and all the sleep vanishes. I'm greeted by a familiarity and that's when I realize that I'm in my room. In Nikolai’s house. How did I fucking get here?? “Fuck!” I curse while sitting up on the bed as I look around the room. My suit jacket is gone and I'm wearing just my white shirt which has a few buttons undone and my trousers. I should have known. I said those faces were familiar. They were Nikolai's men after all. I'm going to leave this house. There is no way that I'm going to remain here after what happened. I'm leaving. I quickly get out of bed and I head straight right out of my room as I head to Nikolai’s. He's going to have to let me go from this place. Because there is no fucking way I'm going to stay under the same roof with him with the thought that he
Nikolai I’m utterly stunned as my eyes narrow at Irina. She knew? Adrian and I have been so discreet and she is the last person I expected to find out about this. “How did you know?” I can't help but ask. “Because eyes don't lie. Koyla. Have you seen the way you look at him? I've always noticed the way you kept staring at Adrian and I found it really strange because it was a look of love. You look at him like your life depends on him and like you care so much about him. You don't look at anyone that way Koyla. That was what aroused my suspicion.” Oh. Now I see. I know I always stare at him. And that's only because I can't help it in any way. My life depends on Adrian. He's like the light in my darkness, my solnyshko. One that I can't do anything without. He means so much to me and I want to do everything to protect him. “That was when I started suspecting you both. And you tend to be very possessive of him. Each time he's speaking to Kuzma, you have this possessive look on your f
Nikolai I totally freaked out when Ilya came to me to tell me that Adrian left. On foot. I literally lost it as it was so cold and I knew that there was not going to be any taxi around, so that only meant that he was going to walk. I didn't think before I asked two of my men to go get him, they tended him unconscious as that was the only way to bring him home and now he was currently lying in his room. I came straight to his room after coming back from Dmitri’s birthday party. I kneel beside the bed as I watch him sleep. I know that he is going to be mad once he wakes up and will definitely throw tantrums. But I'm not letting him out of my sight. I will not forgive myself if anything happens to him and I know fully well that he has no one. No family, his uncle has not gotten back to him since that night when he tried to kill me and he has refused to pick up Adrian’s call. That is his only family left and he has left him. Irina and I are the only ones he has left and I'm not going
Adrian I can't fucking think straight. My mind is in a fucking mess and I feel restless, I feel used. He used me. Nikolai used me. He led me on and allowed me to fall in love with him so much that I don't think I can live without him. I don't want to imagine a life without Nikolai. I can't. I let out a shaky breath as I just keep walking. I can't go back to that party. I will not go back. There is no way that I'm going to go back to watch him stand with another woman. I just can't. Why did he have to ruin us? What am I even saying? There was never a us. I was just a fool who went ahead to fall in love with a man and then went ahead to dream that we were going to live happily. Nikolai is a man of the society, the future Pakhan, he's powerful and rich there is no way he will ever settle for a man or even date one. Everything was just for fun. I'm sure he must be satisfied after having fun with me. And I don't think I'll ever be able to recover from him. I love him. A lot more
Nikolai After walking around for a while, my instincts tell me to check the garden and lo and behold, I find him sitting on a bench, and he looks like he is trying to catch his breath. "Adrian," I call in panic as I run towards his direction. He snaps his head up the moment he hears my voice as he stands to his feet and yells. "Stay back, don't come close!!"I pause in my tracks, quite taken aback by the toxicity in his voice as he takes a step away from me. "Adrian, listen to me, I can explain." I begin in a low and careful voice and each time I take a step towards him, he takes a step backwards."Explain what exactly? What is there to explain, Nikolai? Have you come to add more salt to the wound? I suggest you leave. Your fiance might be looking for you. So leave.” He fires at me and I can literally hear the pain in his voice. I'm really sorry. I really am. “Look Adrian, you're angry. Calm down, let's talk.” I hold my hand out for him but he scoffs, taking another step back. “Wh