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Chapter 31: Breakfast
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Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter 32: Airport Reunions
Nikolai“Papa”Kira barrels into my open arms as soon as she sees me standing in the private terminal, her little legs moving so fast that, for a second, I worry she might trip.“Pomedlenneye, moya malen'kaya printsessa. (Slow down, my little princess) I say, picking her up and kissing the crown of her head when she gets to me.She squeals and giggles while trying to free herself from my grip but I don't let her go.I've missed my daughter more than I want to admit. These last couple of days have been the longest she's gone without seeing me, and although we've done a lot of face timing, nothing compares to this moment. Having her in my arms once again.fShe wriggles in my embrace, her little hands pushing playfully against my chest. "Papa, you're squeezing me too tight!" she protests with a pout, though her laughing eyes betray her happiness."I can't help it," I reply, setting her down but keeping her close to me. I crouch down so that I'm eye level with her and also because I want
Last Updated : 2024-12-03Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter 33: In Which She Is As High As A Kite
AvaCalling my husband to come pick me up from a holding cell wasn't exactly how I planned to spend my Wednesday evening, but what is life if not full of surprises?Tatiana sits across from me on the metal bench, her fingers idly twirling a strand of dark hair. Her lips curl into an amused smile and the sight makes me wonder what's so funny.Tatiana… Ta Ti Ana. Anaitat“Hey, do you know that your name spelt backwards sounds really funny?” I giggle, waving my hand in front of my face. Tatiana raises an eyebrow, her smirk turning into a full-blown grin as she watches my outburst.“Oh yeah, what is it?”I frown, furrowing my brows “What is what?”She shakes her head which in turn causes me to start giggling.“Nikolai is going to kill me.”The mention of my husband's name sparks a wave of nervous tension in my chest. I straighten against the bars, trying to move my legs from under my ass. It doesn't work.My leg feels numb.I struggle to rearrange my legs but the sound of a baton striki
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter 34: In which He Wants To Know What She likes
NikolaiMy wife was trying to kill me.“Are you mad at me?” Ava murmurs, pressing her lips against the base of my throat. I bite back a groan, clenching my fist at my sides to keep from touching her. Her words are slow, and a bit slurred, reminding me that anything beyond this was Impossible.She's been like this since we got into the car. Her body partially draped over mine, warm and inviting, the scent of cherries mixed with the heat of her skin, making it impossible for me to think straight.I know I should stop her at this point but what can I say? I'm a sucker for pain.And my wife's touch.Her fingers glide across my chest, tracing invisible patterns across the skin where my shirt was unbuttoned. She looks up at me from beneath her lashes and it takes me a second to process that her hand is moving until it dips and brushes the waistband of my slacks.I grab hold of her wrist, stopping her before she can go any lower. My fingers tighten around her wrist just enough to serve as a
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter 35: Mine*
WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE THEMES, PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTIONAvaNikolai's lips are warm against mine, moving urgently like he can't get enough of me.My cheeks burn and the nagging voice at the back of my mind goes on a rant on why kissing my husband is a terrible idea.But I don't care.None of it matters.Not the fact that he's trying to kill my father, not the fact that he's a man I swore to hate and definitely not the fact that he's probably a psychopath.Nothing.All that matters is that his lips are on mine and I am thoroughly enjoying it.Licking the seam of my lips, he grips my hips roughly and lets out a sound between a groan and a growl. My lower belly clenches with desire. The ache that follows between my thighs is one only he can soothe.I need this. Need him.It should've scared me how desperate I was for him but I was much too high to give a fuck right now.Oops.Okay, so I may have lied when I said four on the scale. The truth is, I'm still very much in my
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Ava“Earth to Ava”I blink, focusing my attention on a very concerned-looking Kat. Her perfectly manicured nails drum lightly against the table as she watches me, worry etched into her brows.“Is everything okay?”No, everything is, in fact, not okay.I got high and allowed my husband to give me an orgasm. Which was dumb as hell on my part but that is my current predicament. What the hell is wrong with me? It's like, my mind and my vagina are two sides of the same coin. One knew that what happened last night was wrong while the other was determined to make it happen, preferably without all the clothing.I groan.“Everything is great” I offer her what I hope looks like an easy smile to sell it but she only purses her lips, narrowing her gaze at me. “Right,” she says, drawing the word out suspiciously, “So why haven't you touched your ice cream yet?” She gestures towards the half-eaten strawberry ice cream cone in my hand. Shit, I'd completely forgotten about that. Pink liquid spills
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Ava I glance down at Kira's sleeping frame, all curled up in my lap, and let out a sigh. She had fallen asleep during the ride home and was currently fisting the fabric of my dress in her tiny hands for dear life. We visited three more stores after lunch and only came across the third store by accident. It was there we found the perfect dress for both Kira and Kat to wear to Tatiana's wedding. Kira had chosen a baby blue dress made from layers and layers of Tulle, While Kat had settled for something more sophisticated. An emerald green dress with an off-the-shoulder neckline made from luxurious silk and had a thigh-high slit. She had fallen in love with the dress almost instantly and I blushed when she mentioned how she couldn't wait for Ivan to take it off after the wedding. Unlike me, Kat and Ivan had a very active sex life. Some might even say too active. I’ve lost count of the amount of times I’ve walked in on them nearly getting it on back at the house in Chicago. It took mor
Last Updated : 2024-12-09Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter 38: Mistakes and Kitchen Counters
Nikolai“About last night,” Ava begins, her voice low, unsure. I hadn't stayed home last night after putting her to bed, mainly because I wasn't sure I could control myself if I stayed in the same room as her and not touch her. I slept in my daughter's room last night, something I hadn't done since I married Ava.She immediately passed out after her orgasm, and the memory of her above me, gasping and writhing as she chased her high, still lingered in my mind. I haven't been able to get the image of how desperate she looked above me out of my mind all day and I'd caught my cock hardening several times throughout the day at the image.The way her body shuddered, and her eyes blazed with hunger stirred something inside me. A deep wave of lust had overcome me and I was ready to drown in the tide.I've been celibate for three years and not once has a woman had me so close to the edge with just a single touch. Until her.Fuck.She tips her head back to meet my gaze, exposing her delicate n
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Ava You learn a lot about yourself the first time your five-year-old stepdaughter is about to catch you spread out on the kitchen counter with her father on his knees between your legs, Seconds away from eating you out. For instance, I learned how many seconds it takes for me to shove my husband away while simultaneously yanking down my dress and hopping off the kitchen counter all the while pretending that nothing out of the ordinary had taken place. In total, It takes me five seconds. Nikolai falls back on his ass a few feet behind me, laughter bubbling up his throat as he watches my frantic state. “Shut up” I snap, my voice barely above a hiss as I tug my dress down, desperately trying to smooth over the fabric with my hands. “Relax, Solnyshko” Nikolai says, his voice infuriatingly calm. How he can be so calm when his daughter is seconds away from walking in on us? I have no idea. How did we get here? The last thing I remember is wanting to talk to him, but then he kissed me
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Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Dancing beneath the stars.
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Ava“Mr. And Mrs Volkov, We've been expecting you”, the restaurant manager greets us as soon as we step into The Azure Reserve, his tone polished, yet the tremble in his voice betrays the professional demeanour he's going for. He extends a slight bow, then lifts his gaze to meet Nikolai's. “It’s such an honour to have you dining with us tonight. The rooftop has been reserved for your privacy as per your request, Mr Volkov.”It has? I glance back at Nikolai, my gaze roaming his face, searching for a hint of awareness, but his expression remains impassive as always, giving nothing away while mine is wide-eyed.When Nikolai told me we were eating at the Azure Reserve, I assumed that we would be eating in the main restaurant alongside the other patrons. Maybe we'd be given a private booth since he was the owner but that was as far as I expected.Nikolai's hand on my waist remains steady as we follow the manager through the luxurious dining area.Compared to reality, The pictures I’ve seen
Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Authors Note
Hello, dear readers I wanted to let you know that I won’t be uploading for the next couple of days as my final exams begin on the 20th and will end on the 30th of this month. These exams are an important part of my final grade and assessment before I leave school, so I need to give them my full attention. I’m truly sorry for any inconvenience this might cause, but I promise to return on the 1st of February with new and exciting chapters. Thank you for your understanding and support—it means so much to me. See you soon ❤️
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AvaTomorrow arrives sooner than I expect, and before I know it, it’s already 4:43. With just barely twenty minutes left to spare, I stare at my reflection in the mirror, wondering if I'd picked a good enough dress for my date with Nikolai.When I woke up I was simply met with a text message from Nikolai telling me to pick between the two dresses he'd selected for me to wear on our date. I, of course, had no idea which to choose and had called Cara to help me.The soft lavender dress I'd chosen out of the two dresses now clings to my figure, highlighting my curves with just the right amount of elegance and sluttiness. Not that I wanted any amount of sluttiness, but Cara insisted that a bit of sluttiness is okay for a first date and a lot of sluttiness is okay for a second, which was why the Lavender dress would "do excellently. Her words, not mine.Twenty minutes after our video call ended I still have no idea what she means by that.My hands smooth over the front of my dress, admirin
Married To The Russian Mafia Boss The Past
Ava ( Seven years old)I'm not going home.Ava realises this as she sits on the floor of what appears to be an empty cell-like room, except the walls are pretty and only the floor is damp.She tilts her head back against the wall, drawing her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them as she silently hoped that the men who'd brought her here would finally let her go. Although she doubted they would.It had been over an hour now, and the men who'd taken her were nowhere to be found. They had shoved her into the darkness and left, leaving her with only their warnings of quietness to keep her company.Then men who'd taken her from her ballet studio reminded her of the men she'd sometimes seen hanging around in her father's office. Her father had called them business associates and told her that they were nice people with hard faces, but all Ava saw when she noticed the men pull up in front of her studio was their hard faces. She shivered, but it was not from the cold. The room
Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Morning After (Part Two)
AvaNikolai scatter kisses down the side of my breasts then lower, lathering my stomach with the same attention. He hooks his fingers around the waistband of my shorts and my body tightens with anticipation.Nikolai's mouth had felt divine between my legs, and as much as I wanted to deny it, I loved every second he spent tasting me until my throat turned raw from the intensity.I want to feel that again. He'd been so perfect, so gentle with me. I study the way his eyes shut and his nostrils flare with each steadying breath he draws.“Go on a date with me tomorrow night"I think I'm dreaming until his voice breaks through the fog clouding my thoughts. I pry my eyes apart, looking down at him and meeting his gaze.“A date?”He nods then nips light at my hip bone, sending a violent shiver rippling through my entire body. “Yes, a date”, he murmurs, trailing lower.“Why?”He glances up at me briefly, his dark green eyes piercing into me in a way that makes my chest feel all tight and achy
Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Morning After (Part One)
AvaThe bed is warm when I stir awake. I instinctively reach out my hand, only to be met with the softness of the pillow barrier I'd created last night and - Surprise Surprise - an empty bed.I frown, sitting up, my eyes surveying the expanse of the mattress noting the rumpled sheets and the faint scent of cinnamon clinging to the linen, the only evidence that he had been here.I force out a sigh, running my fingers through my now tousled hair as the weight of crushing disappointment settles heavily in my chest. I swallow hard against the lump forming in my throat.He's left me before; why did I think this time would be any different…The sound of a door creaking open and slamming shut behind me stops my thoughts trail, and I whip my head towards the source of the noise.Broad shoulders fill the doorway of the walk-in closet as Nikolai steps into view, every gloriously scarred and tattooed inch of his torso upwards on full display. The pyjama bottoms he'd worn last night to bed are n
Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Pillow Talk
Ava"What are you doing, Malysh?" Nikolai asks, his voice low yet curious as he watches me stack pillow after pillow in the space between us.The corner of my mouth pulls downward, barely sparing him a glance. “Isn't it obvious? I'm building a barrier” I reply simply, reaching for another pillow.Nikolai leans back against the headboard, the mattress crinkling softly under his movements. His gaze never leaves mine as he watches me effectively build the only thing I could come up with last minute to serve as a barrier.“And why exactly do you need a barrier, Solnyshko? Especially one made from such flimsy building material" He says, eyeing said flimsy building material.His comment shouldn't bother me half as much as it does and yet it does.I release a puff of air, tucking the stray strands from my bun to the back of my ear before shooting him a sharp look.“If you must know I intend for there to be some sort of distance between us tonight. As long as this barrier is in place, there
Married To The Russian Mafia Boss Chapter 52: New Living Arrangements
AvaI didn't know what I expected Nikolai's room to look like and yet this right here manages to live up to the image I'd built up in my head. Compared to my room, Nikolai’s is massive, a plain that seems to stretch the further It goes.This amount of space seems absurd for one man and yet Nikolai seems to manage it just fine.A king-sized bed laid in dark satin sheets dominates the centre. The colour matches the charcoal grey drapes that hang from the ceiling to floor window that leads to a balcony. Identical armchairs facing each other serve as the only piece of furniture in the large room.There's nothing remotely homely about the place, and yet, for some odd reason, it feels warm.After I adamantly told Nikolai that there was no universe where I agreed to move into his room, he'd simply taken my hand in his and led me towards his bedroom door at the end of the hallway without so much as a word.The words he'd whispered to me in the hallway, our forehead pressed against each other
