I thought that I had Nikolas figured out. As it turned out, I couldn’t have been more wrong. He didn’t follow me like I had secretly hoped he would.On the contrary, he left the penthouse altogether. That night, I didn’t sleep wondering where he spent the night.I needed to turn around the situation in my favor.One fight with me and he ran back to that mistress of his. I’d unknowingly pushed him into her waiting arms.The next morning I got up and got ready to leave the penthouse. It was damn near suffocating to be cooped up inside there like Rapunzel. Maybe if I went out and made some friends, I wouldn’t be so desperate to get Nikolas’ attention.I put on a simple baby pink dress and some wedged sandals. After grabbing my bag, I left the house, deciding to have breakfast at a coffee shop instead.At least I could read a book while I sipped some coffee in a place that wasn’t a reminder of how much I failed as a wife. The ride there was short and quiet. However, I could feel my phone
“What are you going to do to him?” I asked, my heart nearly beating right out of my chest. The thought of someone getting hurt because of me was crippling. “He’s getting what he deserves.”“Nikolas please…”He was too busy driving to pay any attention to me. It was like I was talking to myself. I almost gave up the fight thinking I would get us in a car accident. But I soon realized that if the longer I waited, the more chances there were that Carlo would get hurt or worse…die because of me. “How can you do this? You are busy cheating on me with Genevieve but I can’t take a walk with a childhood friend? Maybe I should have done more!” By the time I was done talking, I was yelling. Nikolas pulled over immediately and turned to me with a dangerous look on his face.“What the fuck did you say to me?!” He asked. That vein popped on his forehead again, informing his anger was too much. I should have taken back my words then. However, a part of me just wanted to poke the angry bear. “
I paced our room wondering if my best bet was to run away. Where would I go? Nikolas had shown me that the gentleman he pretended to be was just an illusion. Carlo had lost a hand over nothing for heaven’s sake. Touching my waist didn’t seem like a sin enough to lose a hand over.However, I would be lying if I said his darkness didn’t make him alluring. There was a certain satisfaction that came from knowing a man would do something crazy because he was possessive. God, I was sick. “You’re not on the bed waiting for me,” Nikolas said from the door. I jumped and put my hand on my chest.“You scared me,” I said as I backed backwards.Nikolas walked towards me until he was standing right in front of me. He may have been covered in blood but he didn’t scare me. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. “I’m done waiting. I want you, Viola and I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to limp tomorrow.”Then he walked away and disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the water running for a few mome
His member sprang free and rested against his toned chest. It was big, veiny, thick, and the head was red and leaking with precum.I couldn’t help myself as I reached out and touched him. I ran my fingers all over his member, rubbing his precum all over his tip. He became harder if that was even possible.I did all this while I stared at Nik, loving the way I was driving him crazy. It made me feel powerful in control that I could make his composure crumble that much just by touching him. “I’ll cum if you don’t stop. The only place I want to cum is inside you, ragazzina.”He pushed me further on the bed and kissed the valley of my breasts down. “Are you ready to take all of me?”I nodded all too eagerly despite my eyes being wide in shock as I wondered how he was going to fit inside me. If two fingers were too much, I imagined how all of him would feel. However, the untamed need to have him overshadowed any fear I had. “I need words, little girl.” “Yes, I’m ready.” My words came
Nikolas was not in bed when I woke up the next morning. His side of the bed was cold but his woody and musky scent was still in the air. I put on a robe and went downstairs to look for him but I found it a little hard to walk normally because of the sting I felt between my legs.However, it had subsided a little because of the aftercare Nikolas had given me. Plus he’d licked my center until I passed out after we showered. That probably also helped. When I reached downstairs, I noticed the room was squeaky clean, like Carlo’s hand hadn’t been cut in that very room. Nikolas was at the dinner table with a buffet of breakfast there. He was fully dressed in a suit reading a newspaper. I was starting to think that he didn’t like wearing his suit jacket or his tie. “Good morning, splendida,” he greeted me when he saw me. (splendida - gorgeous)“Good morning.”He raked his eyes all over my body, and I noticed them lingering at my legs for a second too long. “How did you sleep?”“I slee
“Fuck! “ I cursed as I picked up all the documents I had dropped. I was in my favorite coffee shop ordering coffee before I went for a job interview. I was so clumsy I tripped and dropped everything I had been holding. Everyone looked at me as I picked up my items while I blushed in embarrassment. I hated being the center of attention and people were giving it out in plenty. “Here, let me help you, “ someone said. I looked at my good samaritan to see a good-looking man with deep blue eyes and an award-winning smile. I blushed even harder and tried not to let my hands shake. I was already sweating like I had just run the marathon. I didn’t want the stranger to think I was some kind of weirdo. “Thank you, “ I said as I stood up and got all my documents from him. He was in casual clothes, had coffee in his hands, and had a boyish smile on his face.“You’re welcome, beautiful, “ he answered smoothly. I wanted to give him a chance and flirt back but I had a lot on my plate–adding a ma
“Aren’t you going to give me your number? “ She asked. I couldn’t stop staring at her. Even as she spoke, the only thing I could think about was how much I wanted to kiss her pouty lips.“I’ll find you. “ When I went to the coffee shop, the last person I had expected to see there was Hazel. She was as beautiful as she had been all those years ago. The photos I had seen of her on the internet did not do her justice at all. Even as she left the car, I fought the urge to ask her to stay and go with me back to myplace. Fuck. I still had feelings for her. Even after everything her family had done to me, I didn’t hate her. I knew she was trouble and I should forget her but it was easier said than done. I was a stubborn man who always got what he wanted. And I fucking wanted Hazel Thompson to myself. I wanted to seduce her, have her, and then make her feel unworthy of my love. Just like she fucking did to me. In the process, I was going to fuck her out of my system and forget she ever e
I didn’t get the job. Hell, I didn’t even get called to do the interview. They suddenly told me that they were no longer hiring. It wasn’t like I wasn’t qualified. I fought the urge to yell at someone and demand some respect. They should have called me before I went out of the way to prepare and arrive at the building as agreed. However, I had no power so I left. Instead of thinking about how much I needed a job, a certain brown-eyed devil haunted my thoughts. I thought of the way my body reacted when he touched me, the way he looked at me longingly, and the fact that he wanted to see me again. The whole way home, I was caught in a loop of the events that had taken place that morning. It was like a scene from a movie–surreal.The minute I got to my shitty apartment, everything came crashing back. The way my family lost everything, how my father went to prison, how my sister turned out, and the tragic story of my mother. I once had a perfect family and in one night, it all came cra