Had a long day yesterday. Will make it up. Xoxo. 💋
Chapter 33 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ The loophole was so unexpected, so pragmatic, that I laughed despite myself. "You've really thought this through." "I told you," she said with a small smile. "I've been praying about you." "And God's answer was to watch me get off?" Her smile widened. "God works in mysterious ways." I shook my head. "You are so fucking bold.” "Sometimes," she agreed. "Now, don’t keep a lady waiting." The temptation was overwhelming, to show this pure, untouched woman the darkness inside me, to let her witness my most private ritual, to corrupt her even as she remained technically pure. "If we do this," I said slowly, "you sit there." I pointed to a smaller chair in the corner, positioned to view both the room beyond the glass and the main chair. "You don't move, don't speak, don't touch yourself or me. You just watch. Understand?" She nodded, her pupils dilated with what could only be desire. "I understand." I hesitated, giving her one last chance to
Chapter 34 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ I lowered myself to my knees before her, bringing us to eye level. “Sylvia, we talked about this. No touching between us.” She exhaled stubbornly. "Touch me." Two words that cracked my restraint like glass. "Where?" Her hand rose, trembling slightly, to touch her own cheek. "Here." Then her neck. "Here." Her collarbone. "Here." I remained motionless, letting her map the path of her desire, “Every place you touch," I promised, "I'll remember.” Behind me, the sounds from the room grew more heated. Sylvia's eyes flickered to the glass then back to me. "They're performing," I explained. "Acting out a fantasy for whoever might be watching." "Is it always like that? Just... performance?" I considered the question. "For them, yes.” "And for you?" she pressed. "When you watch, is it just... physical release? Or is there more?" "It was," I admitted. "Before you. Simple. Uncomplicated." "Now?" "Now nothing feels simple." My hands gripped the arms of th
Chapter 35 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ I needed a minute, so I stood up. She did too. "Do you know what happens to good girls who walk willingly into the devil's lair?" I asked, circling her slowly. She turned to keep me in sight, refusing to be intimidated. "They get burned?" "They get consumed," I corrected, stopping behind her, my front pressed to her back, my hands settling on her hips. "Devoured. Until there's nothing left but ashes and pleasure." I felt her shiver against me as I brushed her hair aside, exposing the delicate nape of her neck to my mouth. I kissed her there, just the lightest press of lips, and she practically melted against me. "How often do you touch yourself, Sylvia?" I murmured against her skin. Her breath hitched. "Ne—" she stuttered. "Never?" I slid my hands from her hips to her stomach, spanning her waist with my fingers. "Not even when thoughts of me kept you awake at night?" She hesitated, and I chuckled. "Don't lie to me, little nun." "I... try not t
Chapter 36 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ One moment, I was floating in post-orgasmic bliss, and the next—ice. Pure ice in his gaze. "Who the fuck is Sin?" My mouth opened and closed, no sound emerging. The name had slipped out without thought. The shame hit me like a bucket of cold water. I scrambled to sit up, painfully aware of my nakedness, my exposure. My thighs were still slick with my own cum, lips swollen, hair disheveled. "I—it's not—" I fumbled for words, but nothing came. How could I possibly explain? The coldness in his eyes was unbearable after the heat that had been there just moments ago. "Nikolai, please..." My voice sounded small even to my own ears. "I can explain—" He cut me off with a sharp gesture. "Go on." His voice was terrifyingly calm. I would have preferred yelling. At least anger would have been something familiar, something I could understand. This cold detachment was so much worse. "It's not what you think," I managed, though I had no idea what he was thi
Chapter 37 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ "I can wait until you're inside.” Luigi offered, his eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror. "No, thank you," I said quietly. "I'll be fine from here." Luigi nodded, his expression carefully neutral. Was he judging me? Did he know exactly what had happened between Nikolai and me? The thought made heat creep up my neck. I stepped out of the car and straightened my clothes, suddenly hyper-aware of how I looked. Jeans and a simple button-up shirt. Not my habit. The evidence of my transgression was literally written all over me. I waited until Luigi's car disappeared around the corner before making my way to the convent. My body felt foreign to me—still humming with the ghost of pleasure Nikolai had wrung from it, aching with the hollow aftermath of his rejection. My thighs still bore the phantom impression of his hands. I slipped through the side entrance, the one closest to the dormitories. If I was quick, I could make it to my room before— "Well, w
Chapter 38 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ “You’re sure it wasn’t them?” Viktor exhaled on the other end of the line. “Not really. We haven’t known them long enough to recognize a pattern, but one thing I’m certain of is that those guys are sloppy as fuck. This particular heat was precisely calculated. It doesn’t fit their style.” My fingers clenched around the phone. “Casualties?” “Two of our men.” His voice dipped, carrying the weight of loss. “Travo and Sergei. They were guarding the Lab House. Didn’t even have time to call for backup.” The words hit me like a gut punch. Before I could process the fury swelling inside me, my fist connected with the car door repeatedly. Pain exploded up my arm, but it was nothing compared to the raw anger simmering beneath my skin. “Our merchandise?” I ground out, flexing my bleeding knuckles. “Gone. All of it.” Viktor’s voice was edged with frustration. “They knew exactly what they were looking for.” “Fuck!” The word tore from my throat, raw and vicious
Chapter 39 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ “We've got something." I followed Viktor to the makeshift investigation house we had just established at the Lab House. Computer screens lined the wall, surveillance footage playing on some, data scrolling across others. "We found a partial print on the envelope," Viktor explained, gesturing to Luigi who sat hunched over a keyboard. "Not enough for a match in any database, but it's something." "What about the symbol?" I asked, staring at the blown-up image of the serpent wrapped around a dagger. "Nothing concrete yet," Luigi replied without looking up. His fingers continued their relentless dance across the keyboard. "It's not associated with any known group in our records. I'm running it through international databases now. With Liam’s help.” I nodded slowly. "And the security footage?" Viktor released a breath. "That's where it gets interesting. They knew exactly where the cameras were. Moved in blind spots whenever possible." He pulled up the
Chapter 40 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ Two days of solitude had given me too much time to reflect my sins. I finished the last prayer bead, pressed my lips against the small silver crucifix as my final words echoed in the stillness of my room. "Thank you Jesus for sins forgiven." I whispered, though I wasn't sure if I was truly seeking absolution anymore. For just a moment, I felt clean. At peace. Safe. Then the floorboard behind me creaked and I realized I wasn’t alone. Slowly, I crossed myself and turned, still on my knees, to face whatever demon had come to swallow me, most likely as punishment for the thoughts in my heart. Then my eyes adjusted to the dim light of my room, and my heart slammed against my ribs. Of course it was him. He stood there like a fallen angel, beautiful and terrible in equal measure. His imposing frame blocked what little moonlight filtered through the window, casting him in silhouette. He was dressed the part of a masked psychopath stalker, down to the hoo
Chapter 45 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ I was dying. At least, that's what I felt like as I sat in the hard plastic hospital chair, my head buried in my hands. The words "I'm sorry" had left my mouth so many times in the last hour that they'd lost all meaning. "I'm sorry," I said again, because apparently, I was incapable of stopping. Sylvia rolled her eyes. "If you apologize one more time, I swear I'll—" "I'm sorry," I interrupted, then caught myself and let out a groan. She threw a wadded-up tissue at my head. It missed spectacularly, landing somewhere near my shoe. "You're impossible." I gritted my teeth. “I should have been more careful. I should have—” “Nikolai.” Her fingers curled like she was bored of hearing my school boy tone. “You didn’t force me.” That only made the guilt worse. She was so fucking soft and I had been reckless with her. Fucking dickhead. That’s what I was. But then, I’d never had to use a fucking manual for sex. Sex was sex and usually I just fuck and the g
Chapter 43 ⟿❂⟾Sylvia⟿❂⟾I gasped as pleasure built again, impossibly fast. "The children—""Have another hour at least," he finished for me, his mouth moving to my breast. "And this time," he added, teeth grazing my nipple, "I want to see how loud you can really get."True to his word, he worked me into a frenzy with his fingers and mouth, drawing out my pleasure until I was writhing beneath him, dignity forgotten. When I came again, his name tore from my throat in a cry that surely would have been heard three rooms down—if anyone was awake to hear it.As I floated back to awareness, boneless and thoroughly sated, he was watching me with that same intense focus, something like wonder mixed with the hunger in his gaze."Beautiful," he murmured, brushing damp hair from my forehead. "So fucking beautiful when you come apart."I should have blushed. Instead, I found myself smiling lazily up at him, a newfound confidence warming me from within. "Your turn."His eyebrows shot up in surpr
Chapter 43 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ I should have looked away. The nuns would have expected modesty. Shame. Instead, I watched hungrily as he stripped, revealing himself. He was... proportional. Intimidatingly so. My experience was limited to that night I saw him, barely. This—Nikolai naked and proud and obviously aroused—was something else entirely. It was frightening and hot at the same time. "See something you like?" The arrogance in his tone should have scared me. Instead, it sent another flutter of heat through me. "Yes," I admitted, the single syllable feeling like its own kind of freedom. His smile turned predatory again. "Take those off," he nodded to my panties. And then I realized that everything he’d done to me before now was from sliding my panties to the side. All this time, I thought I was naked. My hands moved to the waistband automatically before hesitation struck. "I haven't... I mean, I'm not..." Understanding dawned in his eyes. "I know." It was
Chapter 42 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ He lifted me suddenly, hands gripping my ass, and I wrapped my legs around his waist instinctively. My back hit the wall with enough force to rattle the cheap crucifix hanging beside us—the one Mother Beatrice had insisted I keep. The irony wasn't lost on me as Nikolai's mouth descended on my neck, teeth scraping against the sensitive skin. "Wait," I gasped as his hands slid under my shirt. "The children—" "Are sleeping," he murmured against my throat. "Your saints won’t be awake till morning.” "I actually need to talk to you about that—" "We’ll talk later,” His hands found my breasts, thumbs circling my nipples through the thin cotton of my nightie. "We have time." A whimper escaped me as he pinched lightly, sending sparks of pleasure-pain racing through me. "Unless," he pulled back slightly, eyes finding mine, suddenly serious. "Unless you’ve changed your mind." I hadn’t. God help me, I couldn't form the words. Instead, I arched int
Chapter 41 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ Two days had passed. Why hadn't he forgotten? "What?" I stalled, my mind scrambling. "Don't play dumb, Sylvia. It doesn't suit you." His eyes alone were enough to command my full attention. "There's no way I'll forget that when you were cumming around my fingers, you called out another man's name." “Jesus, Nikolai.” I groaned, pressing a hand to my burning face. “I literally just prayed for forgiveness minutes ago.” His eyes remained hard, but his hand came up anyway, fingers trailing along my collarbone, they dipped just beneath the thin neckline of my nightie to trace the curve of my breast. A casual, possessive touch. Like he was making a statement. “Then you better start talking,” he said, voice full of wicked promise. “Or you’ll be offering a different kind of prayer—with your face against that same altar.” He gestured to the crucifix with his head, “I bet he’d love to see just how filthy his holy little lamb is.” My entire body seized up. “Lord
Chapter 40 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ Two days of solitude had given me too much time to reflect my sins. I finished the last prayer bead, pressed my lips against the small silver crucifix as my final words echoed in the stillness of my room. "Thank you Jesus for sins forgiven." I whispered, though I wasn't sure if I was truly seeking absolution anymore. For just a moment, I felt clean. At peace. Safe. Then the floorboard behind me creaked and I realized I wasn’t alone. Slowly, I crossed myself and turned, still on my knees, to face whatever demon had come to swallow me, most likely as punishment for the thoughts in my heart. Then my eyes adjusted to the dim light of my room, and my heart slammed against my ribs. Of course it was him. He stood there like a fallen angel, beautiful and terrible in equal measure. His imposing frame blocked what little moonlight filtered through the window, casting him in silhouette. He was dressed the part of a masked psychopath stalker, down to the hoo
Chapter 39 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ “We've got something." I followed Viktor to the makeshift investigation house we had just established at the Lab House. Computer screens lined the wall, surveillance footage playing on some, data scrolling across others. "We found a partial print on the envelope," Viktor explained, gesturing to Luigi who sat hunched over a keyboard. "Not enough for a match in any database, but it's something." "What about the symbol?" I asked, staring at the blown-up image of the serpent wrapped around a dagger. "Nothing concrete yet," Luigi replied without looking up. His fingers continued their relentless dance across the keyboard. "It's not associated with any known group in our records. I'm running it through international databases now. With Liam’s help.” I nodded slowly. "And the security footage?" Viktor released a breath. "That's where it gets interesting. They knew exactly where the cameras were. Moved in blind spots whenever possible." He pulled up the
Chapter 38 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ “You’re sure it wasn’t them?” Viktor exhaled on the other end of the line. “Not really. We haven’t known them long enough to recognize a pattern, but one thing I’m certain of is that those guys are sloppy as fuck. This particular heat was precisely calculated. It doesn’t fit their style.” My fingers clenched around the phone. “Casualties?” “Two of our men.” His voice dipped, carrying the weight of loss. “Travo and Sergei. They were guarding the Lab House. Didn’t even have time to call for backup.” The words hit me like a gut punch. Before I could process the fury swelling inside me, my fist connected with the car door repeatedly. Pain exploded up my arm, but it was nothing compared to the raw anger simmering beneath my skin. “Our merchandise?” I ground out, flexing my bleeding knuckles. “Gone. All of it.” Viktor’s voice was edged with frustration. “They knew exactly what they were looking for.” “Fuck!” The word tore from my throat, raw and vicious
Chapter 37 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ "I can wait until you're inside.” Luigi offered, his eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror. "No, thank you," I said quietly. "I'll be fine from here." Luigi nodded, his expression carefully neutral. Was he judging me? Did he know exactly what had happened between Nikolai and me? The thought made heat creep up my neck. I stepped out of the car and straightened my clothes, suddenly hyper-aware of how I looked. Jeans and a simple button-up shirt. Not my habit. The evidence of my transgression was literally written all over me. I waited until Luigi's car disappeared around the corner before making my way to the convent. My body felt foreign to me—still humming with the ghost of pleasure Nikolai had wrung from it, aching with the hollow aftermath of his rejection. My thighs still bore the phantom impression of his hands. I slipped through the side entrance, the one closest to the dormitories. If I was quick, I could make it to my room before— "Well, w