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Chapter 18: Gone Man
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Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter 19: Million dollar wedding rings
Ava I stare at the rows of glittering diamond and gleaming gold laid out in front of us in neat rows behind velvet-lined show glasses stretched across the room, each showcasing a set of glittering pieces. Each cut diamond and precious gemstone seems to capture the light in the room, refracting it in different directions until all I can see are the flashes of brilliance shimmering in the air. Nikolai brought me to a jewellery store. But not just any jewellery store. No, he brought me to the biggest one in the city. Éclat was known around Chicago for its unrivalled collection of diamonds and gemstones from all around the world. Each piece has been carefully curated by different masters of the craft, from renowned gemologists to expert artisans. It's the kind of place that only caters to the elite and the only place in the city where each piece was worthy enough to be a statement. Around us, only a handful of people browse quietly, moving from one display to the other with t
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Last Updated : 2024-11-17Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter 21: Aerophobia
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Last Updated : 2024-11-18Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter 22: Meeting his childhood best friends
AVA After over ten hours of being trapped in a plane, I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief when the plane finally touches down. The pilot's voice comes through, informing us that we've landed, and the moment the wheels of the plane hit the tarmac, I feel the heavy anxiety that had wrapped my mind during the flight slowly begin to unravel. I’d barely gotten any sleep throughout the flight and since Nikolai was my only source of distraction whenever the plane would stutter or shake, neither had he. “Let’s go” Nikolai whispers gently, taking my hand in his. I nod, following his lead and allow myself to relish the feeling of his callous fingertips against my palm as he leads us out of the plane. The moment my feet touch solid ground again, I'm immediately consumed with a sense of relief and gratitude. I turn to Nikolai, offering him a small smile, which he returns with a gentle squeeze of my hand. Never have I ever been as grateful for the feeling of the earth beneath my fee
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Ava I'm used to the quiet that proceeds in the dark. There's something comforting about hearing the sound of my own heartbeat thumb steadily beneath my chest as I stare up at the ceiling. Okay, so that's a lie, and I'm sleep-deprived. The sheets rustle as I turn in bed accompanied by the soft creek of the bed frame beneath me. Moonlight streams through my partially drawn curtains, casting silvery patterns on the wall and half my bed. The smell of spice and leather invades my lungs, distracting me as it has during the last hour. I push down Nikolai's shirt from where it's ridden up on my thigh and let out a loud huff. I close my eyes, willing the stillness and the scent of my husband to lull me off to sleep. Nothing. I peel my eyes open and toss back on the bed. This isn't working. Swinging my legs off the bed, I get into a sitting position and grab my phone from the nightstand. Pushing the power button, I watch the screen come to life in my hands and nearly bite ba
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Ava“So let me get this straight,” Kat says for the second time in the last fifteen minutes. We were currently sprawled out on the floor of the new nursery she and Ivan were still in the process of setting up, taking a break before we started arranging the things we got from the store.Two cups of caramel latte res between us, along with one blueberry muffin and a bag of chocolate chip cookies Kat swore she'd been craving since she woke up and would literally die if she didn't have.“You saw your father yesterday, did not tell Nikolai about it even though you knew that going to meet him alone was a stupid idea, but then Nikolai shows up, shoots your father, takes you home, and you both confess your undying love for one another and then you have mind-blowing sex.” Nodding, I take about of my muffin and let out an approving sound at the taste, “That seems about right." I say, "Except for the part where we confessed our undying love for each other.”"You should have. You care about him.
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Ava I was sore. So fucking sore. But in a good way. In the best way. In the I just got my world rocked by my husband multiple times in one night, and it was the best feeling kind of way. Here's something no one tells you about sex. It's good the first time you try it but even better the second and the third and the fourth but maybe not so much the fifth. By the fifth, I wasn’t sure if I was still breathing or just floating somewhere between reality and oblivion. I somehow managed to remain tethered to this world by the sound of my husband's voice and the way his fingers traced every inch of my skin like his hands were made for the act alone. By the time I woke up, though, I realised that although my upper body hummed with pleasure, my lower region begged for mercy. Now, you might be thinking, why the hell would I go five times in one night, especially since I just lost my virginity said night? The answer was quite simple really. Nikolai. Freaking Nikolai and his stu
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Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Cigarette Kisses
NikolaiI don't sleep.I can't sleep.My fingers trace lines slowly down her shoulders, to her back and then back up again. She looks so peaceful. So devastatingly beautiful that I almost can't believe it.She'd been so beautiful when she called my name as her release swept through her and even now, wrapped in nothing but the sheets and moonlight, she looked like something straight out of a dream. My dream.She didn't back out. No matter how many outs I'd give her she didn't back out. She wanted me. Touched me like I was the only thing that could save her. Looked at me like she was already falling in love with me, like I was with her.And how I was falling. Desperately and without the faintest bit of certainty for a landing.Squeezing my eyes shut, I stop my absent-minded movements and reopen them.Her hair splays out on her pillow and I toy with the ends softly, twirling a strand around my finger before letting it go. How can a person be so perfect?It doesn’t make sense.Not with e
Married To The Russian Mafia Boss First Time (Part Two)
Ava. “Try me.” A second passes, and a shaky breath escapes my lips. Nikolai’s breathing comes out in steady pants above me as my body hums with the aftershock of what could have been my orgasm. When he doesn’t move, I roll my hips once more against his erection, and his gaze grows wild with need. And then he snaps. He cursed in Russian, his grip tightening in my hair before he was on top of me. Kissing me. Devouring me. I gasp when he rips his mouth away, but it soon turns into a moan when he starts to suck and nibble on my neck. My hips roll, and hot pressure starts to build inside me when I feel his erection. My body goes still, and He lets out an amused sound when I feel the head of his erection nudge against my entrance. “Not so mouthy now, huh?” I want to hit him for teasing me, but I can’t move. He’s big. Really big and a part of me, no, scratch that; all of me is pretty sure he’s not going to fit. Nikolai must sense my hesitation because his teasing expressi
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Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Kisses And Confessions.
AvaI struggle at first, my body refusing to give in to him so easily.I lied. His words ring in my head over and over again. If you died so would I.How could he say that so easily? He couldn't possibly have meant that, could he? But the way he'd looked at me as he said those words told me that he did. He meant every word. Another teardrop rolls down my cheek, the wetness mingling with our kisses, and Nikolai pulls back for a second, capturing the next and the next one after that until the tears are no more, and then he captures my lips again. I have no idea why I'm crying or why the tears can only be soothed by his kisses.Maybe it was because, after all this time, someone was finally seeing me, or maybe I was crying because, after all this time, it was him who was seeing me. There was something about the way Nikolai kissed me that made every blood vessel in my body come alive. The way his body pressed against mine as he cupped my face, kissing me harder and making me forget ever
