All Chapters of DANGEROUS HUSBANDS, BROKEN WIFES: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

[NADIA]The drive to wherever he’s taking me is long and silent. Neither of us says a word. Neither of us tries to fill the dark, heavy silence settled between us. If this were some other circumstance, I would have said something to get his attention, to piss him off, or simply to fill the silence because, let me admit it for the first time, I love hearing his voice. It’s the right amount of deep and soothing, enough to put my mind at ease even though I should be terrified of his presence so close to me. But nothing comes out of my mouth because I don’t know what more there is to say.I’m not exactly sorry for trying to break out of his prison, but I’m not grateful for how everything turned out either. I think we both need to take equal responsibility for this. If I was stupid, ignorant, and stubborn, he wasn’t any less so. If only he had been a little reasonable about things, about me, about us, maybe I wouldn&rsquo

[NADIA]When I wake up the next morning, I feel absolutely the worst.My body feels like it’s been set on fire and every single muscle hurts like hell. I can’t help but groan when I try to turn to position myself better on the mattress, but even a small movement like curling my fingers causes my entire body to declare war against me.“Shit!” I gasp, hugging myself as tightly as I can as a jolt of shudder passes through me. I cry. “What’s wrong with me?”A cold hand rests against my forehead, but the touch is so comforting, so caring, I find myself inching toward it, wanting more of it. “Please!”“You’re burning up,” I hear the familiar voice of Dimitri hissing close to my face, and before I can open my mouth to say something—anything at al

[NADIA]When I wake up the next time, I know it’s terribly late at night. I sit up, feeling much better, though with a gaping hole in my stomach that’s grumbling and growing due to the lack of food.Shit. How long has it been since I ate anything? I feel like I could eat a horse right now—and I wouldn’t even care about table manners.I swing my legs over the side of the bed and for the first time notice I’m wearing one of Dimitri’s cotton shirts, which is ridiculously large on me. I grab the hem of the shirt and rub it between my fingers, wondering how many times he must have worn it. I sniff around the shoulder, hoping to catch a whiff of his addictive scent.And I do. It’s mixed with the soft fragrance of laundry detergent, but it’s there. And it makes me feel even better.I smile to myself, curling my arms around myself and reminiscing about what he said to me back in the car. At this moment, it’s hard to tell if he actually said it or if I imagined the whole conversation, but desp

[DIMITRI]By the time I’m done with my work, it’s already morning. I look at the time and groan, stretching my arms over my head. Last night, after Nadia visited me in my office, I had every intention of finishing my work as soon as possible and heading back to the bedroom so I could join her in bed and sleep while holding her close to my chest. But the endless calls from the dealers kept me busy all night. Now that I’m finally done with all the paperwork and handing out orders for tonight’s shipments, I feel like I’ll be dead as soon as I hit the bed.Shit. I didn’t even know Ivan did so much work. I thought he was all about giving orders and strategizing our next course of action. But I underestimated the kind of role he played in keeping this organization together. Not only that, he took time for almost everything. He took care of his men as if they were his own brothers and never gave them a chance to complain.Me? I don’t even know how to comfort the next person. I don’t even kno

[NADIA]He undoes his belt.Slowly. Teasingly.Taking his time with the buckle, knowing that each moment of anticipation is driving me crazy with need.The fabric parts, revealing his cock, already rock-hard and straining at the front of his boxer briefs. I reach up, tugging at his waistband, desperate to feel his hot, heavy length against my tongue.He groans, hissing as I wrap my hand around him and free him from his underwear.“Fuck,” Dimitri hisses, his thick fingers curling in my hair as I lick up the shaft of his cock.Tasting it. Loving it.I swirl my tongue around the sensitive head, lapping at the pre-cum beading at the tip. Dimitri makes all kinds of noises from the back of his throat, his chest and abdomen tight with anticipation.Then, when I think he’s on the brink of losing it, I wrap my lips around him and slide them down the length of his thick shaft until the head is pr