Shackled To Nikolai's Heart

Shackled To Nikolai's Heart

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Hazel's family held a hidden treasure— with the power to reshape the world. The knowledge of this secret led to their demise at the hands of Nikolai, a remorseful killer. But fate brought Hazel and Nikolai together again, as master and servant. Hazel was on a quest for vengeance while Nikolai longs for death and redemption from his dark past. But when her father's shocking involvement in their family's death was revealed, Hazel was faced with a different zeal. A zeal to save Nikolai from himself. With rival mafias closing in and a dangerous alliance forming, Hazel and Nikolai had the entire world against them.......

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Chapter 1

The Slave Auction

[HAZEL'S POV]

Cough! Cough! Cough!

It's cold. And it's dark. Rats scurried around my cell, squeaking noisily around me.

I tightened my blanket around me tighter to keep me warm but it was no good.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

The kid opposite me lay on her back, coughing helplessly. I've also caught the cold myself but mine wasn't as chronic as hers.

She won't last long. They'd dispose of her soon.

I coughed and winced as my stomach growled.

I was hungry but the Slave Master chose not to give my rations because today, I was going to get a new master.

Suddenly I heard his heavy footsteps thudding towards my cell. I knew this day would come.

I wasn't expecting it to be today. He stopped before me—The Slave Master.

I've never met anyone so ugly and terrifying. Men with faces like his should be locked up in the house of horrors.

How I ended up in his hands still remained a dream to me—No this was no dream. It was a nightmare.

A nightmare I've come to accept.

The Slave Master opened my cell and stepped in, gazing down at me in a greedy way that sent chills down my spine.

"It's about time you get shown to our guests, baby," he leaned forward, passing his tongue across thick lips. Then he fondled me.

I could've resisted but what good would it do? I already knew what would happen if I put up resistance.

The Slave Master was a man of little patience. He was always quick with his fists and whip.

I've seen what he did to a stubborn girl who tried to resist him.

She didn't live to tell the tale. He killed her with his bare hands like a bug.

I allowed him fondled me but he wasn't touching me to feel aroused.

He was appraising me, his merchandise, before he brought me out to the market to be sold to my new master.

"Firm youthful breasts," he nodded, squeezing my breasts. "Curvy waist, flawless skin, round ass. Still a virgin. Yup, except for a few bruises, you'll fetch me a good price out there. Come on, stand up."

I slowly stood to my feet while he feasted his eyes over me.

Despite his brutal nature, The Slave Master never made a move on me.

Rather he tortures me with his whip just like he does with the other slaves.

I hated it. I hated it because he held my freedom.

For that, I hated him but not as much as I hated the man who ruined my whole life.

Minutes later, I was put on shackles on my wrists and neck.

There was an evil glitter in his eyes as he dragged me away in chains to be sold.

Chattering of men ahead of me raised my anxiety. I could smell cigarette smoke, body sweats and beer lingering in the air.

The lights at the end of the corner brought me into a crowded underground auction.

A cloud of cigarette smoke hung in the air and I could make out men and women moving about in their coats and suits.

The Slave Master dragged me towards a raised platforms where a girl, stripped to her skin was being purchased.

I looked at her new owner and his face filled me with dread.

He was made of pounds and pounds of fats but that wasn't the worse side of him.

It was the cruelty I saw in his eyes. He held more cruelty than The Slave Master.

This made my heart pound hard against my ribs and my blood ran cold.

I suddenly became afraid.

I desperately wished for my freedom—but most importantly, I didn't want to be sold to a creep like that.

"You're up, baby," The Slave Master pushed me on the platform. A spotlight flashed down upon me.

I raised my eyes and caught my breath at the hundreds of eyes staring at me with interest.

This was a place where lives were bidded and bought. This was my end. I can't do this anymore.

Someone should please save me. I want my freedom.

I hadn't realized when The Slave Master came up to me and tore my clothes off, exposing my youthful body underneath a transparent gown before the eyes of these men.

The gown was as transparent as a glass and I could feel the men's gazes burning on my skin.

The hall erupted in a maddening chatter as they ogled me with their eyes.

"Fuck. Check out that dish."

"Look at the tits on her."

"She's perfect. That hair, that skin. She's a rare breed."

"Slaves like these are seen on the market once in a lifetime."

"I'll make her my sex slave. I've got big ideas about her."

I didn't move, I didn't make an effort to hide my shame.

The Slave Master was nearby and he held his spiked whip.

My intuition told me he wouldn't hesitate to use that whip on me if I caused him any trouble.

And so I stood there, my head bowed, tears filling my eyes as I waited hopelessly for my salvation.

"She's a virgin, y'all," the host announced. "We start at $1 million. Did I hear $1 million?"

Bids were called and voices were raised in competition over whom would buy me.

I couldn't believe it. A million dollars? Was I really worth all that money?

The bids went up.

5 million, 6 million.....8 million. Eventually the bidding stopped at $11 million . No one could bid higher than that.

To my horror, the man whom had bidded 11 million was the fat creepy man.

I felt my heart jumped to my throat and I immediately lost my colour.

No! Not him. Dear God, please anyone but him.

He came up towards the platform, his hands laced over his bulging belly, his eyes filled with lust and a maddening desire to torture me.

He grinned knowingly at me, showing his yellow stained teeth. "You're mine now. I'll turn you into a big slut after I must've taste what you're like in my bed."

Who was this guy? He scares me. I never want to belong to this old fat pig.

The host announced. "Gregory Herman bids $11 million dollars. Going once, going twice...."

I shut my eyes and cried, my nails digging into my palms. This is the end. I'm done for. Dad, please save me!

"$50 million dollars," someone announced, his voice breaking into the noisy hall.

Like a switch had been turned off, the auction hall suddenly fell silent.

Everyone turned, me included to the VIP section upstairs.

He crushed his cigarette on the ash tray then took his refilled glass of wine and sipped from it.

His movements were slow and unhurried. Then he stood up and repeated himself.

"$50 million dollars. Any monkey who dares to outbid me? I welcome a little challenge."

No one said anything. They were either too shocked or too scared to place anymore bids.

The host announced, banging the gravel nervously. "S-sold to The Grim Reaper—Mr Nikolai Romanov."

I stared at Nikolai unblinkingly as he descended down the stairs towards the platform where I stood.

Everyone parted ways, creating a path for only him to walk through.

They were afraid of him.

He took slow calculated steps, his shoulders swaying slightly, his head held high, oozing an intimidating aura that made the other men in the room lower their heads in submission.

As he approached me, the air suddenly became charged with electricity.

He stands at 6 feet tall, with a lean but muscular build. He exuded this powerful air of quiet confidence.

Well groomed silver-white hair cascaded elegantly over his forehead, giving him a mystique look.

I've never seen anyone with such hair. He kept it short on the sides and leaves it longer on the top

But it was his eyes that caught my attention; crimson irises which threatened to pierce through anyone who met his gaze.

Then there was the faint blade scar that marred his upper lips.

I swallowed, realising my throat was as dry as a desert sand, my eyes dropping.

When I saw the cross tattoo drew across the back of his hand, I stiffened in shock.

For the first time in years, my eyes came alive and wild.

I recognized that cross tattoo on his hand. This was the exact same hands that destroyed my entire existence.

Nikolai reached out and held my throat—not tightly but hard enough to scourge my flesh.

His crimson red eyes glittered at me. "We meet again. Remember me, Princess?"

Without warning, I roared at him with a murderous ragd. "You monster. I'll kill you. I'll fucking kill you."

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24 Chapters
The Slave Auction
[HAZEL'S POV]Cough! Cough! Cough! It's cold. And it's dark. Rats scurried around my cell, squeaking noisily around me. I tightened my blanket around me tighter to keep me warm but it was no good. Cough! Cough! Cough!The kid opposite me lay on her back, coughing helplessly. I've also caught the cold myself but mine wasn't as chronic as hers. She won't last long. They'd dispose of her soon. I coughed and winced as my stomach growled. I was hungry but the Slave Master chose not to give my rations because today, I was going to get a new master. Suddenly I heard his heavy footsteps thudding towards my cell. I knew this day would come. I wasn't expecting it to be today. He stopped before me—The Slave Master. I've never met anyone so ugly and terrifying. Men with faces like his should be locked up in the house of horrors. How I ended up in his hands still remained a dream to me—No this was no dream. It was a nightmare. A nightmare I've come to accept. The Slave Master opened m
last updateLast Updated : 2023-09-26
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Revenge
[HAZEL'S POV]My outburst caused a grave silence to fall on the auction hall. Everybody looked shocked. The Slave Master lost his colour. He couldn't believe my audacity. "Why you bitch. Do you know who you're yelling at," he raised his whip to lash at me but Nikolai caught his eyes and casted him a death stare. "Don't you dare," his voice scared the Slave Master white. Things started happening fast. Nikolai turned to his men and ordered. "Take her away to the penthouse. Use the helicopter."Before I knew it, strong arms grabbed me and I was immediately blindfolded and gagged. Someone threw a coat over me to cover my sheer dress and I was led away from the auction hall. The men around me spoke in Russia, making it difficult for me to comprehend what they were saying or what they planned to do to me. My nerves were jumpy and my heart was pounding so hard, threatening to break through my ribs. I thought about my new master, Nikolai. I never dreamt that one day, we would cross pa
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The Crates
[NIKOLAI'S POV]The gun lay on the bed between us, loaded and ready. Hazel darted for the gun without hesitation and she grabbed it. I remained where I was, watching her. Her hands were far from steady as she tried to aim it at me. I've seen kids with more nerves than her.Her tears rolled over her cheeks as she struggled with the blind hate in her eyes. "You can't kill someone with that much anger brewing in you, Hazel," I blew smoke in her direction, digging my thumb in my pocket.She wasn't listening to me. Her hands were shaking, her hair was a mess and for a while there, she looked like a mad woman. So this is what it looks like to be spiteful. I was intrigued by her rage and hate.After all, I was the same man who murdered her entire family. "You made a big mistake," she sobbed, gritting her teeth with bitterness. "For a smart guy, that was a very dump move. You shouldn't have handed me the gun."My jaws clenched as I dropped the cigarette on the floor and stepped on it. "
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Nightmare
[HAZEL'S POV]I had sneaked back home from a friend's party that mom warned me not to go. But I went anyways because I was stubborn. sneaking through my window. I wasn't back until midnight but when I sneaked back in, I met disaster. Blood. On the floor, across the ceiling and splattered against the walls. And there was me at the centre of it all. I stood there, staring at the bodies of my mom, my dad and my brothers sprawled lifelessly across the floor. Three men had broken into the house while I was gone but only one man slaughtered my family. I saw him. He stood over their bodies, his hands dripping with blood with the knife he cut them with.The other men's voices sounded outside my home, urging him to hurry up. We were the only ones inside. We stared at each other. His eyes gleamed like a panther's in the darkness. I couldn't move, I couldn't scream. I was dumbstruck with horror. My knees buckled and gave way, forcing me to drop on the floor. He moved toward me, clutch
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You're beautiful
[NIKOLAI'S POV]"So, what is it that you do?" I asked. Nikolai and I were seated at the backseat of his G-wagon. Vladimir and Kwame drove behind us in another G-Wagon. "Are you interested in me?" His lips curved with amusement. I glared at him out of the corner of my eyes, my gaze settling on the faint blade scar that marred his upper lips. "I have an idea you're in charge of a gang," I said. "I run one of the biggest criminal syndicates in the world," he was scrolling through his iPad on his lap. "I am the head of The Romanov Clan."I wasn't accustomed to these things but I was curious to learn, hoping to find information I could use against this man. "Tell me more," I demanded. He didn't even hesitate. Now this was what I've learnt so far. There are three formidable Mafia syndicates in the criminal world. Each syndicates upholds immense influence on a global scale. One hails from Russia, the other from Italy and the third from the United States. These were the big three M
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The elevator
[NIKOLAI'S POV]"Where are you taking me to?" Hazel demanded. "We're leaving Las Vegas," I responded to her. "I'm taking you to see my family."Hazel stiffened. "Y-your family?""That's right," I paused to read her expression. She was glaring at me. "I got called for a family meeting while you were in the changing room. As head of the Romanov Clan, I must be present and you're coming with me."She glared at me for sometime then looked out the window as we drove past tall buildings. No details were given to me about why a family meeting was issued but I was no fool. I knew why.News go around fast and guys like me with his ears to the ground are the first to receive it. I've been getting calls from various associates whom were being questioned by the secret police and military agents about three shipped crates. Anton, Kwame and Vladimir were the only ones aside me who knew what was going on. I told them I'll give them feedback about the crates after twenty-four hours. I've spent
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My fiancée
[HAZEL'S POV]From the moment we stepped down Nikolai's private jet until this very moment in the elevator, I waited. I waited patiently to strike – to finish what I started. When I picked up that knife after eating breakfast, I decided today was the day I'll end it all.Last time, I hesitated to put a bullet in his head. This time I won't hesitate. Throughout last night, I asked myself why I held back. Why didn't I pull that fucking trigger? Looking back, it would have been easier. A bullet would be more than enough to end this monster's life. Somehow, he had brainwashed me not to harm him. That was the only explanation I could come up with. I promised myself today, I won't hesitate. I'll wait for my chance and strike him down when next we were alone.My chance came as soon as we were inside the elevator. My nerves was at it's breaking point and for a moment, I did hesitate – again. Then I remembered the bodies of my family laying in a pool of their blood. I remembered the b
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Anna
[NIKOLAI'S POV]I always kept my guard up. Since the day I was born, I've got a sixth sense for danger. I was hyper-aware of everything around me. As I grew older, I trained harder to hone my senses and stay at alert. I could smell trouble a mile away. I could tell when someone's about to take a shot at me. Shockingly, I could even dodge bullets if I have to. Kwame once joked that I've got Spider-senses. Bullshit. I trained my butt off to never loose my guard. In this shady business, you create tons of enemies, and those enemies are always trying to kill you when they got the chance. That is why I'm always on my guard. But whenever I'm with Hazel, I let my guard down. I let my guard down around her because I wanted her to be my end. She's the only person I'll permit to take my life. I misjudged Hazel. It appears she wasn't so weak after all. She could still be a lioness in a kitten's form.After successfully stopping the bleeding, the nurse started stitching up my wound. Wh
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Punishment
[HAZEL'S POV]The meeting ended on a sour note the moment Nikolai's scary aunt left. She was terrifying. She reminded me of the Disney adaptation of Cruella from the One Hundred and One Dalmatians. "Leave us," Nikolai ordered the rest of his family, standing infront of me like a shield. His voice was ruthlessly dangerous. One by one they rose to their feet and left for the elevator until Nikolai and I were the only ones in the big room. Nikolai ran his hands over his face and let out a deep breath. He wandered over to the bottle of scotch on the table and poured himself a drink. "Some family meeting," he bite off each words as if he was suppressing the rage boiling inside him. "Forget you ever saw that."I didn't say anything. I stared at the hand print his aunt had left him on his cheeks. Somewhere inside me, I felt a strong impulse to hunt that woman down and tear her guts opened for hitting him. But I suppressed that urge because he deserved it. His aunt did mentioned he ki
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Nikolai's Demons
[NIKOLAI'S POV]Fuck this. I entered my office, pulled opened the drawers and retrieved my pistol. As usual, it's weight felt heavy in my hand. Almost as if I were lifting a dumbbell. I checked the bullets, satisfied they were loaded. Good. Then I locked the drawers and plopped down on my chair and waited. Minutes dragged by as I stared at my gun. In my twisted mind, I wondered why I haven't done this a long time ago. The demon on my shoulder whispered darkly to me, "Take that bullet and die."I remembered my vow. A vow I'd pledge after pulling a bullet through the head of my father. I vowed to never use a gun again nor spill another drop of blood. In the heat of the revolution I started in the Romanov Clan, I had pledged this very vow before every members of the Clan as I took control as it's new head. A vivid image of me standing on the balcony, facing a hundred members of the Romanov Clan, my father's decapitated head in my hand, flashed through my mind. It's been four y
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