All Chapters of Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

NikolaiTwo Weeks LaterTimur rubbed his hands with an arrogant smirk and pulled his chair closer to the table. His eyes lit with the unmistakable glow of a victor in an aggressive match. I scoffed, rolled up my sleeves, and adjusted the tilted angle of the chess board. We hadn’t even started yet, and he already looked like he held the trophy.“Why do you always set yourself up for defeat?”The sound of his laughter was just as I was used to—rich, haughty, and young. He ran a hand over his buzzcut, tilting closer to inspect the game that was yet to begin. “Are we doing this or what?”“Definitelyor what.” I pushed his head back with two fingers and positioned my elbows on my knees. “You just never get tired of losing. I used to love it—your silent way of respecting that I’m the boss—but it’s grown to be tiring.”“I bet five that Timur’s going to win today,” Anatoly piped up on the black velvet sofa at the corner of the office. He touched the tip of his thumb to his tongue and flipped a

Wasn’t he supposed to be at work or something?His amused gaze met mine after he locked the door behind him, padding over to the television to turn it off.“Clever you.” His thumb lingered on the remote button before he dropped it and turned around. My body tingled in awareness when his eyes ravenously swept from my head, past my bare stomach, and stopped at the aching spot between my legs.I blocked his view with my arms, trying to shield my partial nudity. “Um….” I averted my eyes. “I deserve some privacy.”He cocked his head to the side, a smirk forming after he licked his lips.“Why so eager now to put them back on when the intent was to have them off in the first place?”“Excuse me?” I had to act offended that he blatantly accused me of trying to seduce him when it was, in fact, true. “Why would I do something like that? This is my room, is it not?Although temporary, I believe I have the right to do whatever I want here, and that includes stripping whenever I deem fit.”“Hm.” He p

In a heartbeat, he dove in, launching an attack, kissing me harder and rougher than before. I released multiple groans into his mouth, working his buttons faster, my head swaying from the impact. He put one arm around my back to steady me and skillfully unhooked my bra with the other. Aggressively, I peeled off his shirt, and at the same time, he tugged my bra off. My breasts bounced in freedom, and he took a nipple in his hot mouth. “Yes.”I sighed, throwing my head back. My fingers found purchase in his hair, and I ran my hand down the length of his back, feeling a subtle ache grow in my chest. I knew I would rarely ever get such opportunities to feel him. Stars blinded my vision when he sucked hard, kneading the soft mound in one hand and flicking his wet tongue over the pebbled peak in his mouth. This insane rush of pleasure should have felt wrong, but it was quite the opposite. When he raised his head, he lay me back on the bed and parted my knees with one strong move of his

RosalynTwo Days LaterWe chose this place for one reason: It was the last place anyone would look for us.The air was thick with the scent of mildew and decay and the distant sound of raised voices and blaring music from the neighboring apartments. This was the kind of place people kept their heads down, where no one asked questions—old apartments in dilapidating suburban areas.I moved over to the grimy window, pushing aside the tattered curtain to gaze out at the bleak landscape. It was nothing like the view back at Father’s house or Nikolai’s, but it would have to do. The streets were lined with crumbling buildings, and the sidewalks were cracked and uneven. It was a place where hope came to die.Hannah joined me at the window, her shoulder brushing against mine. I didn’t think I’d taken the time to thank her for being here. Almost everywhere I was, if I was being honest.I sighed, my voice barely above a whisper when I asked. “This is it, huh? Our new home.”She nodded, pulling o

Silence.Then, more heavy breathing on the speaker and quick-paced movement of shoes. He was moving with an urgency that could only mean one thing.“Ronan knows.Everyoneknows. One of the men walked in this morning with the verification of the news that his sister had escaped from your custody two months ago and hadn’t been found till date. I’m not fucking sure how he even got the verification in the first place, but Ronan is mad as hell and has set his men loose like dogs on a search.”Fuck.With a sudden burst of energy, I stood, sending my chair scraping backward, and grabbed my phone. Anatoly was right behind, snagging the car keys before we both headed out the door. Aiden was still speaking, trying to provide coordinates of her last sightings, most visited locations while she lived with Ronan, and possible places where she could be. Then, he paused.“Are you going to do something about finding her, or should I?”We approached the Tesla, but my feet stopped moving. Aiden remained o