The day unfolded in a relaxed and joyful manner, contrasted with the intensity and darkness that so often cloud our lives. We visited various iconic locations in the heart of Moscow, Russia—strolling through the vast Red Square, which was bustling with tourists, marveling at the vibrant onion domes and intricate architecture of St. Basil's Cathedral, and taking a guided tour through the imposing Kremlin walls. We even participated in some cheesy but fun touristy activities together, like riding one of those goofy-looking pedal cart bikes and taking a river cruise along the Moskva River. That was the first time in longer than I could remember that we behaved just like any other regular couple would on vacation.There were no shadows lingering over us, no darkness seeping into the corners of our minds. It was honestly really refreshing and gave me a glimpse into what life could be like if we weren't constantly weighed down by the baggage of our troubled pasts.The sun had begun
Karl carried me all the way up to our lavish hotel suite, still ignoring my token protests until he had gently laid me down on the plush king-sized bed. I sighed in defeat and let him carefully remove my boots and socks then watched him leave to fetch something from the dressing room.He soon returned with a set of clothes and I realized he intended to help me change out of my snow-dampened outfit. A flush of embarrassment crept up my neck at the thought of being undressed by him like a child.I placed my hand over his to stop him. "Really, I can do it myself," I mumbled, avoiding his intense gaze.Karl ignored my embarrassment and removed my hand from his arm with a gentle firmness. He proceeded to undress me with an achingly tender touch. His fingers skimmed reverently over my bare skin while each piece of clothing fell away."I've seen every single inch of your gorgeous body so many times, Lavinia," Karl murmured softly. His eyes burned into mine with an intense heat
"Lavinia!"Karl's deep, commanding voice sliced through the heavy silence like a razor-sharp knife, causing my heart to immediately start pounding rapidly in my chest. A slight dread coiled in the pit of my stomach as I slowly turned to face the intimidating figure standing in the doorway, apprehension washing over me in icy waves.Karl stood bare-chested after clearly just stepping out of the shower, his tanned, muscular skin still glistening with beads of water. The only thing preserving his modesty was a small, fluffy white towel wrapped loosely around his narrow hips. Rivulets of moisture trailed in meandering paths down the ridges and valleys of his powerfully built torso, drawing my eyes instinctively to the intricate tattoos that danced across his skin like living ink.The sight of him like this, barely clothed and exuding an aura of raw masculinity, was both intensely intimidating and undeniably captivating in a way that made my breath hitch. There was an almost feral sor
The crudity of his words made me flinch slightly. My cheeks flooded with scorching heat as realization set in with dizzying force. Oh god, what had I gotten myself into? How would I extricate myself from this rapidly escalating situation without angering Karl?Before I could formulate any sort of response or plan of action, Karl took my free hand in his and firmly placed it directly over the thick, rigid length straining against the soft cotton of his pants. The sheer heat and hardness of him seared into my palm like a brand, making me suck in a sharp breath of mingled shock and something darker that I refused to put a name to."You can't tease me like that and not follow through, baby," he growled in a voice rendered husky and thick with naked arousal. "You need to take responsibility now."My hand rested awkwardly over the prominent bulge, feeling it twitch slightly against my splayed fingers as if reacting to Karl's commanding tone. I felt utterly trapped, caught between the
I stared up at Karl in shock and disbelief. His crude demand left me feeling utterly exposed and helpless like a fragile insect pinned beneath his intense scrutiny. It was as if I had gotten irreversibly tangled up in an inescapable grasp of his own depraved making, the silken threads binding me tighter with every passing second until I could scarcely breathe."What do you want now, Karl?" I managed to ask in a voice strained with fear and trepidation, feebly attempting to wriggle free from his overwhelming physical dominance and the iron grip of his large hands.But Karl wasn't letting up, not even for a fraction of a second. He intertwined my hands with his in a bruising grip, holding them immobilized above my head in a display of sheer strength as his other hand began exploring the soft curves and valleys of my body with an unhurried sort of dark possessiveness."Did you really think one little teasing touch would be enough to satisfy me, hmm?" he growled in a low, grating
"Get off me, Karl, you're too heavy," I muttered breathlessly once I had regained some of my senses, trying in vain to squirm out from under the solid weight of his large frame pinning me to the mattress.He flashed me a wicked grin that held not a shred of remorse, his eyes still glittering with the lingering embers of satisfaction before rolling off me and tugging my sweat-slicked body flush against his chest in an almost tender embrace. As much as I wanted to resist the gesture, to push him away and create some much-needed distance between us, I couldn't deny the small flicker of comfort and security I felt being enveloped in the scorching heat of his arms and surrounded by his overwhelming presence.---I woke with a start to the first rays of golden morning light creeping through the edges of the heavy curtains, momentarily disoriented and deeply unsettled by the vivid remnants of the previous night's activities. It took me a few seconds to get my bearings and remember that I
"Please be quick about this. I'm on borrowed time here," I urged, unable to mask the urgency in my voice any longer as I shifted restlessly in my seat. I really wished he would just hurry up and get to the point so I could get back before Karl returned from work and inevitably started interrogating me about my whereabouts.Felix wouldn't be wasting both of our time like this, dragging out some dramatic speech, if only he knew the precarious, suffocating dilemma I was caught in at home. The invisible chains Karl kept me bound with were growing tighter each day, making even the simple acts of breathing or thinking for myself a struggle.I tried hard to resist the urge to check my watch, not wanting to seem rude or impatient with my oldest friend, but the seconds felt like they were stretching into eternity. My nerves were rapidly fraying with each agonizing tick of the clock, the knot of dread in the pit of my stomach winding itself tighter and tighter until I could hardly draw
We boarded the plane together a few hours later, but the tension between us was palpable, almost a living force in and of itself. Karl kept his distance, slouched beside me with his arms crossed over his chest and his jaw locked in a tight line. He shot me hard stares whenever our eyes met, his gaze burning with an intensity that made me shift uncomfortably in my seat like a scolded child. I hated his wild, unhinged look in those moments when the promise of violence simmered just beneath the surface. But I had no idea what had triggered this particular mood. The not knowing, the constant uncertainty of how to walk on eggshells around him to avoid setting off another powder keg, was slowly driving me mad.We soon approached the house, my anxiety growing a thousandfold with every mile we drew closer to the isolated, sprawling estate. I knew I would have to tell Karl the news about my meeting with Felix soon. There was no way to avoid the inevitable confrontation, no matter how mu