•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I have seen some teen movies since I was allowed to watch whatever I wanted. I actually thought that maybe they exaggerated everything in the movies. The high school parties in movies were wild and I thought how can teenagers be this crazy? I wasn't, I couldn't pull something like that off even if I tried, so, how can people my age do all this? But now as I looked at the frat house before me, all the flashbacks of the movie parties flashed across my mind. It looked so out of control, I clutched my bag and took a small step toward the frat house. I still had insecurities, fears, and anxieties and all of them washed over me with full force. People were making out, jumping in the pool from over the roof of the house, and alcohol was everywhere. Beer cans and bottles sprawled across the crowded lawn. I looked around for Liam, Wade, Stacy, and Brittany. Hoping to find even one of them. All the girls were in bikinis and the boys were in shorts. I spotted Liam as
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I softly closed my bedroom door and leaned against it. I stood there for a couple of minutes completely still. Take a fucking shower, wash the filth off yourself! His words rang in my head again and again like a broken siren on a loop. Was he that disgusted by me just because I spent the night over at the frat house? I didn't do anything and I know that Liam hadn't done anything to me either. It hurt to think the way he was looking at me like he hated me like I repulsed him. Swallowing back the swell of nausea, I walked to the closet. I took out a white dress, clean underwear, and a bra. I desperately needed a shower. I made my way straight to the bathroom and grimaced the second I saw myself. My hair was all messed up because I slept with incredibly wet hair last night, my mascara was running down my cheek and my lipstick was smudged. I looked like something out of a horror movie. I took off his coat and the two-piece bikini, and I filled the bathtub w
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ Jesus Christ! I needed to let this frustration out. I needed to get rid of this anger and rage before it exploded on the person who was the reason behind it. I wanted to bend her over my desk and whip her ass until she had marks on them, I wanted to punish her for not listening to me, for sleeping with that piece of shit. She lied to me, disrespected me, and talked to me like it wouldn't have any consequences but fucking hell I couldn't punish her the way that I wanted, I ended up locking her ass in a dark room. If only she knew how much her defiance turned me the fuck on. She doesn't know Don Niko, she doesn't know what he is capable of. All she knows is Nikolai. Nikolai, who listens to her and does everything for her before she even asks for anything. Nikolai, who fucking acts like a pansy around her. I fucking lost my mind when I didn't find her in her room last night. I would have turned the whole house up and down if it wasn't for Marco who told me that s
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I kept crying on my pillows until they were soaked from both sides. I was suddenly annoyed by its presence picked it up and tossed it across the room. I had turned on all the lights. I even slept with the light on for the past two days, that is if sleep came because every time I closed my eyes all I could see was that deafening darkness. The darkness that gnawed at my body and soul. A shudder ran down my spine. Staying in that room, made me want to pull my hair out, or worse, I wanted to kill myself. I thought I was going crazy. I thought I was going to die. I thought that I will never get out of there. My bedroom door opened and a maid entered with a tray full of food. She gave me a weak smile because it was the third time in an hour she has come in here with a tray full of food. "Get out!" I yelled and slid back on my butt, pressing myself into the headboard. She sighed. "You need to eat, Don Niko---" I cut her off. "No! I don't want to eat! How man
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ I heard mixed chatter, mainly consisting of Italian so, it went over my head. I clutched the ends of my chair in apprehension. Nikolai came back and I jumped in my seat. He tugged the edges of his jacket back and tucked a gun into the back of his pants. I looked him up and down and then all around him, checking if he had any blood on him. He noticed my stare and shook his head, "Nothing happened." I visibly relaxed and smiled. I looked down at the menu and then back at him. "I don't know what to order." He lifted a shoulder, "Anything you want" I shook my head and slid the menu toward him. "I don't know, order for us." He seemed amused; he picked up the menu and ordered a bunch of different dishes I have never heard of. I looked around the fancy restaurant and noticed how everyone in the room seemed afraid of Nikolai. His men were standing all around the room in nothing but black attires. "Why did you bring me here? Because you felt bad for locking m
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ Curiosity. Shame. Anger. Lust. What I was feeling was a mixture of all these emotions. My thoughts were all in a jumble. I was trying hard to understand what happened between us last night. I am an adult woman. I have never been sexually touched by a man. I was sexually aroused last night in the library and it is completely normal. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Every woman goes through that phase. It happens in their early teens. Since I was held back from all these things, I never understood my body and my needs. Nikolai is a good-looking man and the first man in my life I have been attracted to. My body reacts to him of its own accord. I am not ashamed to say that I liked it, I liked his kisses, I liked his touch and I want to feel all that again maybe even more. I wanted him to touch me down there, my core ached for his touch. I paced back and forth in my room, I needed to talk to Nikolai. I wanted to feel all that again and I want to feel his roug
•Evangeline• ╌─═❁═─╌ Nikolai's lips stretch into a sinister smile, “So, my little angel wants to ditch the halo and get a taste of something a lot more… filthy.” Before I could say anything, he grabbed me by my neck and pulled me into his hard, warm body even more. He nuzzled his face into my neck. My swimwear was soaking wet and I was aware of the fact that I was ruining his perfectly ironed expensive suit but he didn't care about it at all. His teeth gently nipped my neck, my legs trembled at his little action. My body heated up, and a blush crept up my face as my core throbbed with need. My breasts pressed against his hard body and a shiver shook my body. He ran his face up and down my neck, peppering aggressive kisses and biting the skin as if he was starving. I felt his other arm around my waist and he lifted me off the ground, instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked toward the lounge chairs. He slowly lowered me to one of the chairs and lay me on it
•Nikolai• ╌═❁═╌ There were only two things in this world that I was afraid of me. The first was any threat to my family’s safety. The second was addiction. And that’s why I’d been avoiding the goddamn temptation sitting right back at home. I knew that if I touched her once, I’d be fucked. I had far bigger concerns than Evangeline Bolton, but she was all I could think about. I couldn't shake the image of her, naked and sprawled before me, those "fuck me" eyes fixed on me with a hunger that mirrored my own. Her skin was flawless, not a single blemish marring that perfect surface—she looked unreal, like something out of a twisted fantasy. What tormented me the most was the taste of her. Now that I knew what she tasted like, I was fucked. I wasn't sure how I'd get rid of this addiction. The cruelest thing about addiction is the way it twists your mind. You tell yourself, “This is my last drink.” “This is the last time I’ll fucking taste her.” But deep down, you know that’s
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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