•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ A loud knocking on the door startled me, I immediately ran to it. Dante stood outside as pale as a ghost. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Enzo..." he breathed out heavily, "He had lost his mind." A cold wave embalmed me, "What do you mean?" "He will kill him, that Lorenzo guy. He will fucking die, boss." Frustration and anger enveloped my whole body in a second, "Is he crazy?! I told him not to touch Lorenzo." I ran to the elevator with Dante running behind me. We got in and I slammed the button repeatedly to get down. "What was he thinking?! WHAT THE FUCK WAS HE THINKING?! I TOLD HIM NOT TO FUCKING TOUCH HIM!" I pulled at my hair as I watched the numbers slowly go down. The doors slid open and I ran out, striding down the stairs to get to the basement. I slammed the door to Lorenzo's cell open and my mouth dropped to the floor with horror. From head to toe, Lorenzo was drenched in blood. I glared at Enzo as he faced me, dripping from Lorenzo's blood.
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ I watched as she disappeared into the fog, my self-restraint was pulled taut, I didn't want to follow her in there, not after she took Lorenzo and is refusing to let him go until I give her what she wants. I took off my jacket and dropped it on the floor right next to her discarded clothes, I loosened the tie, taking it off as well and then took off my shoes. My feet moved on their own accord and I opened the door to the shower cabin and stepped inside. Her back was facing me, her long dark hair darker now, delicately sticking to her back as the water gently cascaded over her. The sight of her dark brown hair against her luminescent skin was a fucking beautiful sight. She knew I was here, she didn't turn, she didn't pay attention to me; she just let me watch her taking a shower. My eyes followed the suds sliding down her glistening skin, I wanted nothing more than to run my tongue along every inch of her delectable body. My slacks tightened painfully. Instinct
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ "And this is how you take control," I whispered over her lips. "You think I'll be that easy?" she gritted through her clenched teeth. She forced her one hand out of my hold, and tried to swing at me, I palmed her little fist, pounding deep inside of her, making her body rock against the wall. Her face twisted and a soft gasp left her lips. The thought that maybe, I had hurt her crossed my mind. I dropped her legs to the floor, letting them fall off my waist. I slowed my pace but didn't pull out, all I know is that she must be manipulating me, showing off her innocent and vulnerable side to play with my mind. I let go of her arm momentarily letting her believe that I was buying her act, she pushed on my shoulders. "Get off of me!" "Tell me to stop and I will..." I wanted her to give up, I wanted to let her know that it was my world she fucking lived in. "FUCK YOU!" she yelled at my face before she again slapped me. I rammed my cock deep into her wetnes
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ A hard thrust... My hand went to my breast as I touched them, and played with them for his viewing pleasure. I could see the way his eyes darkened, how he pulled his lower lip between his teeth. He sat up on his knees, pulling me up with him, he made me sit over his cock and I wrapped my arms around his neck, moving up and down. I wrapped my legs around him, taking him in deeper. We were eye to eye, nose to nose, lips to lips. His grip over my ass turned harder, rougher as he slammed into me and at the same time pulled me down over his length. "Just so you know..." I managed between ragged breaths, our noses brushing with every savage thrust, "This won't happen again." He laughed, a low, mocking sound that made my blood boil. His smug face infuriated me, eyes glinting with dark amusement. "We'll see..." "We're still getting a divorce," I hissed, teeth clenched against the overwhelming sensations. This made him even madder than he already was, his thrus
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I woke up entangled in his strong arms, he was sleeping like a baby. His heavy body covered mine, his face resting over my breasts, his arms wrapped around my waist. His posture was almost possessive, protective as if he let me go, I'd run away. I tried my hardest not to wake him as I slipped out from underneath him, he stirred and his hand roamed around the bed looking for me, but instead, he grabbed a pillow and pulled it into his chest. I went to take a shower. After our little fight about him not wearing a condom, he again fucked me, and that too without a condom. I watched our discarded clothes from last night laying on the bathroom floor, I grabbed them all and threw them in the laundry basket. The shower was still running, we weren't really in our senses last night. I sighed, walking to the cabin and finally completing the shower I had intended to take last night. My thoughts were all over the place, I squeezed my eyes shut as I remembered what Enz
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I pressed the phone to my ear and sighed, shaking my head, "No..." "Evangeline..." his tone was almost scolding. "I can't, Nikolai..." He sighed, "It's just a charity event. I'm a happily married man, I can't show up alone." I lifted a shoulder, "Why would I accompany you?" "Because you are my wife, whether you like it or not. Do you want other women to accompany me?" he asked. I pinched the bridge of my nose, exhaling tiredly, "Who accompanied you to these kinds of events when I wasn't here?" "No one..." I scoffed, "Yeah, right..." "I have pictures to prove my innocence," I could easily pick up the playful hint in his words. "Then go alone again." "I can't..." "Why not?!" "BECAUSE I'M TRYING..." he yelled out making me pull away from the phone, "It's fucking difficult but I am fucking trying, Evangeline. I'm trying to earn you. How the fuck am I supposed to earn you if you refuse to see me. I hadn't broken in this time," his volume dropp
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ "You needed my help with shopping?!" Bianca's mouth dropped to the floor as she gawked at me. I gave her a hard look, "Why are you acting like shopping is the most illegal thing I have ever done?!" She looked a little uneasy, "It feels illegal..." "I'm trying to pursue my wife, Bianca and you happen to be the only person who really knows her, who knows what she likes or dislikes." A sudden realization that I don't even know her that well crossed my mind. She was always the one to ask me questions about myself but I never made an effort to know her in return. I looked around at the line of outlets with sparkly fucking gowns, heels, and shit. "You don't even know her likes and dislikes?" her disapproving tone pissed me off. I shot her a hard glare that shut her up, "If you want to live to see another fucking day, you will shut the fuck up and help me find the perfect fucking dress for her for the annual fucking charity ball." "Okay... geez! Calm down."
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ "Is that Chase Nickelson?" she asked, with stars illuminating her eyes. I followed her gaze and saw the up-and-coming actor Chase Nickelson socializing with the people. The only reason he was here is that he owe me his career and his life. I'm the one who made him a star. Just pulled some strings and made his life, "Yeah..." She gasped, "I love him..." I turned to her, "What?" "God! He is perfect!" she squealed like a little girl. I lifted a shoulder, "He's alright..." "I love his movies..." "Evangeline, do you want him to die?" A frown appeared on her forehead and she looked up at me. "What?" "If you kept on praising him like that, I might get jealous, and trust me, you don't want to see me get jealous," I told her bluntly. She squinted her eyes at me before a devilish smile pulled on her lips. "And why would you be jealous?" "Because you are mine..." Her smile wavered and she nodded, "Right..." she mumbled under her breath with a disappointing
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•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ "Please, please, have mercy..." he groaned out, he could barely breathe but I didn't care as I jabbed another needle into his neck. I frowned, mockingly. "How can I? You don't fucking deserve it!" saying that, I slammed a plier onto his nose, probably breaking it. He let out gibberish as blood trailed down his nose, filling his mouth, and making him gag on it. I was in the tunnels under our mansion, torturing our captives—the ones who deserves it anyway. My hair was in a messy bun and I was wearing a light pink summer dress which was now covered in blood, filthy blood. My husband has gone out of the country leaving me alone with these imbeciles and Lorenzo. I went into the corner to get the toolkit when Lorenzo appeared beside me in a flash, "Let me get this for you." I smiled as we walked back to the man I was torturing. Phew! Even walking is a chore for me nowadays. Lorenzo opened the kit and before me; laid beautiful, the shiniest, and the sharpe
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ "I wish you were here, Mama," I whispered as I rolled her diamond ring between my fingers, the same ring I bought for her from Sicily. She would have loved Evangeline. "Ready, Niko?" Scott's voice resounded in the room. I turned and saw Scott and Bianca, she grinned widely at me and ran up to me. She stepped closer to me and pinned a white rose boutonnière to the lapel of my tuxedo. She stepped back and smiled with satisfaction. "Now you look perfect! I'm gonna go check on the bride," saying that, she trotted out of the room leaving me alone with Scott. "What is it, Shitface?" "Nervous?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. I furrowed my eyebrows as I realized I wasn't fucking nervous at all. When I was about to get fake-married to Grace, I was going fucking crazy and the thought that Evangeline would be sitting with the guest made me lose my shit but today... I was about to get married to my wife and I felt content, relaxed, and calm. I clicked my tongue, "Not e
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ “THREE MONTHS BEFORE THE BOLTON'S FAMILY MASSACRE” "Mama?!" I went into my parents' home, looking for my mother, "Mama?!" "Niko!" her voice filled my ears and my attention snapped in its direction of it. She stepped out of the kitchen immediately, her face contorting with glee as she saw me, and a wide smile appeared. A maid helped her take the apron off and she came running toward me. My mother, my beautiful mama. She pulled me in a hug, wrapping her arms around me. I rested my chin above her head and smiled, hugging her back. "Oh, I was so scared. I prayed day and night for you to come home safely. I hate this, Niko, first your father and now you. Every time you and your father stay away from home for more than a week, I die a little from the inside, Durak!" "I came to you the second the plane landed," I told her. She pulled back and held my hand, taking me to a couch, "Okay, what did you bring for your mama from Sicily?" She watched me with hopeful b
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I waited for a few moments and then moved closer to the window to see where he had gone. I noticed the flickering light of a drugstore as Nikolai stepped out of it. I frowned, he left me all hot and bothered to get medicine or some shit? Maybe, he was getting condoms or birth control pills. I was still in my thoughts when the door swung open and Nikolai grabbed me like a savage and hovered over me, shutting the door behind him and locking the car. In a second, his hand was on my neck, choking me, pushing me down into the seat. "Shit, you're so fucking hot and it makes me fucking furious that I can't fucking resist you." My hands went to his arm—the one holding me in place. "Furious enough to fuck me like you fucking hate me?" I managed to ask, remembering what he once said to me. A dark look flashed across his face, his eyes turned a shade darker, oh, he was furious alright. "Furious enough to fuck you like I'd fuck a lowlife whore who doesn't even deserv
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ "B, I don't know why I am so damn nervous when I am already freakin' married!" I tugged at the wedding dress I was wearing, "Don't you think it's too tight?" "Maybe because now you are getting married to the man you love..." she said as a matter of factly, standing behind me as the woman adjusted the dress. I rolled my eyes, "He was always the man I loved..." I lightly touched the saleswoman's shoulder, "I don't think it's the right dress for me..." She gave me a polite smile, "I'll bring out a few more dresses, Mrs. Costello." Bianca blew out a raspberry, "Nope, he was the man you admired, you had a teen girl crush on him. My cousin, Niko is a handsome man, I have seen how girls throw themselves at him; you were just one of them that's why you jumped into marriage with him without even understanding what it was. You first married him because you wanted him but now it's different. Now you are marrying him because you love him, you need him because h
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ A huge cake was brought out, and Nikolai handed me a knife as I cut into it. His hand was glued to my back the whole night, he didn't let me out of his sight not even for a moment. I met with Alessandro after ages, I had met him once before in Sicily when Nikolai took me to the woods to shoot Grace. I stand corrected in my statement that Alessandro is still my favorite Costello of all—second to Bianca of course. "Happy Birthday, Mrs. Costello." I turned and saw Lorenzo with a gift in his hands. I pulled myself out of Nikolai's grip and jumped into his arms, "Thank you, Lorenzo!" "Here's your gift," he pushed it into me; he didn't hug me back as usual. "Thank you..." I took it and as I was about to hand it to a maid to put it with the mountain of gifts I had received tonight, Lorenzo stopped me. "Open it." I smiled, shaking my head, I pulled at the ribbon. I took off the lid of the box and saw red lipstick, "A lipstick?" "It's not just lipstick, it'
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ "Is Nikolai going to be there?" I asked Bianca as I ran my hand through my wet hair, blow-drying them. Today was my twenty-first birthday. Bianca being a party animal as always decided to throw another party for me. Sometimes I think she just needs a reason for partying, nothing else. I really didn't want another party after what went down last time. Also, Nikolai still hadn't wished me. Ugh! I don't know why I keep wanting him and pushing him away at the same time, my indecisiveness was getting on my own nerves. I really don't know what I wanted. One second I want him and the next second I remember what I went through because of him and that scenario ends up with me in a comatose. Bianca was laying on my bed, over her stomach applying nail polish over her fingernails as she blew on them, "I don't know..." I raised an eyebrow, her tone seemed way too carefree to talk about Nikolai, "What do you mean, you don't know? Aren't we going to his nightclub?" Sh
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ "I know things hadn't been the same between us since I came back but I promise you, no more bullshit..." I said, looking at her with hopeful eyes. "I really missed you, E, and you came back as a completely different person, I couldn't even recognize you." I grabbed her hand. "Hey, no, come on, it's still me, B, I'm right here." "Then you went into a coma and I felt so guilty and I cried because I thought I'd never be able to talk to you again and I wished I could just turn back the clock and hug you one more time—" I cut her rambling off and placed an arm over her shoulder, pulling her closer. I rested my head against hers and sighed. We were sitting on our living room couch. Nikolai had been sending Bianca back every time she came to meet me but luckily it was me who found her today because Nikolai wasn't at home. A maid told me he never came home last night. After an hour or so, Bianca left. We had lunch together and hung out, she had gossip about almo