Adrian I've been avoiding Nikolai and I’ve been doing a great job at it. I hover around Kuzma all the time. There's no way he'll start saying lewd words to me when Kuzma is around me, so my plan works.I and Kuzma stand by the SUV waiting for him and Ilya to come out. Minutes have passed and I can only guess that Olga succeeded in making him stay for breakfast.We wait for another ten minutes as Kuzma fills me in on a few things. He actually tends to talk a lot and definitely has a lot to say. I do well to reply to him whether it's needed, to not make him feel bad.Soon after, we see Nikolai approaching without Ilya. He's now wearing a coat. I thought he was immune to the cold after living in Russia for 30 years. I'm wearing one, I can't afford to get sick.As he approaches, I can easily tell that he's not in the mood. His face is contorted in rage and the look on his face screams back off. I've never seen him look this angry, I mean he's always trying to be an annoying ass. “The bo
Nikolai Mikhail can be an ass and when he's up to one of his mischievous tactics. No one can stop him. I already knew before that he'll raise his fist at Adrian just like he promised and I seriously expected Adrian to block the attack.I feel so angry after the banter with Zorya. That woman riles me up. She makes me feel so fucking angry. I hate her so much. There was a time when I always looked up to Zorya.When I was younger, I loved my mama and I wanted her to shower me with love like other mothers did to their children. She never did! Throughout the years before Pavel was born, she never failed to remind me how much of a failure I was and how she regretted birthing me. I'd go days, weeks, and months without seeing my mother and I'd cry, like the broken little kid that I was. When Pavel was born everything became worse.Do you know how it feels to watch the mother who you've always looked up to for affection love your little brother like she could die for him? It was at that momen
Adrian It fucking hurts, the same spot where Mikhail punched me. Kuzma even confirmed that I had a back eye. Damn it! I'm sure I look terrible now.They step out soon and he smirks at me saying I look good with a black eye.I would have lost control and killed him, but Alexei dragged him away. Vladimir leaves and Nikolai comes out of the office moments after. He stares at me briefly before walking away. We go to the SUV and Kuzma drives home.The moment we step into the house, the first person I see is Irina. She gingerly runs to meet me. It seems she's been expecting me.“Ady, thank God you're back!” She exclaims, then turns to wave at her brother and then Kuzma.“Hi, Koyla, Kuzma.”“Koyla allowed me to go shopping today and I got a lot of amazing things. For myself and Minnie,” She suddenly stops babbling and her eyes widen in surprise. “What happened to you?” “Your eye,” she mumbles and I inwardly bite my lips hard. Damn you to hell, Mikhail. Damn you.“What happened?” “He got i
Adrian I fucking kissed him..I did. Not because he forced me to or that he talked me into it, it's because I wanted to. My body wanted it.I move my lips and he parts his, welcoming me in. While I place my hand on the side of his face, he wraps his hands around my neck as we kiss.The kiss is slow and sensual and our lips move in the same sync.As our lips move in perfect harmony, the world around us melts away. The gentle pressure of his lips sends shivers down my spine. I feel his warm breath dancing across my skin, and my heart beats in sync with his. Fuck! I feel so hot and my dick is fucking hard.His tongue grazes mine, and I'm enveloped in a wave of desire. The kiss deepens, our mouths exploring each other's. Every nerve in my body comes alive, responding to his touch.I slowly wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer. His hands cradle my face, thumbs tracing the contours of my cheeks. Time stands still as we savor the moment. The kiss is a slow-burning fire, igniting pass
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 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