All Chapters of My Sister's Fiance: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I stopped all my activities. Really stop. Letters of resignation have been handed over to the office, and security is growing tight around me. Gallena had said it all and she overheard Mama and Aunt Irina's conversation; that everyone was afraid that I would run away again, and here I am, under house arrest.It's been five days, and I've been doing everything like a robot. Talking in moderation, having breakfast, sitting in the middle of the little dinner party between Mikhaelovich and Jamesson talking sparingly, and then returning to my room to lie there.I'm not far from my room, because it's a safe place for me at the moment. No one was able to barge in anymore, and messed up all my senses only to slam me to the ground. I prefer to be alone now, and just waiting for my death which is truly dead.I went into the bathroom, grabbed a razor, and went back to painting the cuts on my hands. It's not as painful as it used to be, and now I do it more and more before I soak myself in the ba

He pulled my hips sharply and slammed into me with one hard thrust. I arched with a cry as the pain shot through me. Fuck. I breathed in quickly through my nose, my eyes closed. "Oh shit," I gasped when I could speak again. This was much worse than I thought. A sly grin twisted his lips, and I wanted nothing more than to wipe it off his face. Nicholas braced himself in her arms, bringing us closer. I tensed at the movement he caused. A jolt of something because I couldn't count how long we had been out of touch. Nicholas doesn't take his eyes off me. They were dark and possessive, and seemed to stare right through me. If it didn't feel like defeat, I would have looked away. He pulled out slowly before sliding back in and I tensed with the pain of his hardness. My body is a terrible traitor. At least, this time I managed to hold my breath. Nicholas moved slowly and carefully, his muscles tightening with each thrust.I hated that he was considerate. I hated when he was gentle with m

I was still in the same crocodile hole, not knowing if if I came out I would find light or a predatory animal that would pull me up and eat me. I leaned my back on the chair, looking at Louis who was busy talking to someone over the phone. I pressed my fingers on the material of the dress above my thighs with annoyance and anger that had recently settled in my chest. Staring at someone who has now become the source of it all. Things were getting complicated because of it. "Do you want anything else?" He asked me softly. Probably because he was already looking at me who was playing with my food rather than putting it in my mouth. I shook my head, and in the end I pulled the steak into my mouth. It was bitter in my mouth, no flavor whatsoever. I couldn't taste anything. Louis sighed, "I've been trying to do something for you. I worked hard here for you," His voice was soft but full of firmness and a desire for me to understand. "Can't you see it?""It's very clear," I replied. "You

He turned to go and did what he promised.And even though I don't really care about Lorenzo or Reagan, I don't want anyone's blood on my conscience.Besides, this is what she looked like when her control was seized. This was the first time I saw him in an abnormal state and knowing that I was the reason made me feel very strong.He was cold, calculating, not allowing any emotions inside his armor, but he gave me this power over him.Unintentionally, but the power was there and I wanted it."Nicholas, wait," I whisper before I can think properly about my words.He tilts his head towards me with his hand on the doorknob.I pat his mattress. "Let's go back to sleep."He narrowed his eyes. "What are you playing now?""Nothing, I just want to sleep.""You're easier to read than a newspaper, and you want me to believe that you have no ulterior motive behind this unusual request of yours?""No," I said it, and I believed it too. "Please."He watched me for a moment, his body still facing the

This was entirely new for me. I never knew that they knew each other, and something struck my nerves. And seeing them talking seriously and sitting in a corner made me suspicious.I learned so well that Tristan Volkov hated my family and me. Well aware that he would do everything he could to make us pay for the lives of his brother and his cousin. I was perfectly aware that he was planning something for Pascha, my father, and me. But I didn't know that he could bring Louis Jamesson, who was already officially my fiancé. Even though I didn't want Louis, I didn't like the idea of Tristan dragging Louis into our problems, which he was far from. I didn't want anyone to hurt a completely innocent man.But maybe it was just my mind. It could just be a coincidence that they knew each other because of business and came here for business. It's not what I'm afraid of now.My eyes tracked them; I was still standing in the shadows while squeezing the mineral water bottle in my right hand. I didn