All Chapters of Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Silence.That was all that filled the car during the ride back home.Nikolai's body was rigid as he sat beside me. His fists were so tightly clenched on his lap that his knuckles turned white. The driver sensed the tension in the air. He kept his gaze forward, ensuring he made no sound.The silence was so thick I could hear my own heartbeat.The silence was so thick that I could hear my own heartbeat. Nikolai stepped out the moment the car pulled up in front of his mansion. Before the driver could reach my side, he yanked the door open. His dark, challenging eyes met mine, daring me to defy him.I hesitated for only a second before sighing and stepping out. I was stuck with him—for now.He strode inside the house while I followed at a slower pace, but as soon as we reached the living hall, I stopped.I had no intention of entering that room with him tonight. I would be spending the night on the couch. "Come inside the room," he ordered I crossed my arms to my chest and looked away.

"I want your body and soul to remember only one name, Nikolai." Setting the vibrator aside, he attempted to part my thighs, but I clamped my legs together, not ready to let him do as he pleased. "Still fighting me, dolcezza?" He chuckled darkly, "It seems like you want me to use hard ways." A gasp escaped my throat when he hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties and pulled it down in one forceful tug. "You bastard!" I hissed, twisting my body desperately, trying to shield myself, but it was futile.I pulled on the restraints to stop him, but all I managed was wiggle helplessly. And Nikolai?He was savoring the way my chest heaved up and down, the way my body shivered beneath his touch, the way my body betrayed me. My heart pounded as he turned away momentarily, only to return with something in his hand. My stomach knotted when I saw the silk restraints dangling from his fingers."Nikolai, don't!" I said through my gritted teeth. He tilted his head."Say that again when

My core was throbbed with dull pain as I slowly woke up. My body sank further into the soft mattress. My mind was in a haze, and my thoughts were sluggish. It felt as if I had just emerged from the depths of a dream. A dream that was far too real. My eyes fluttered as I fought against the harsh sunlight glaring through the curtains. I inhaled deeply, and my senses immediately got filled with Nikolai's masculine and intoxicating scent. It felt as if I werr draped in him instead of the sheets. The moment his thought crossed my mind, my breath hitched in my throat. The reality of the last night crashed over me. His touch, his voice, his dominance. Every moment we shared the previous night burned into my skin as a cruel reminder of how I yielded to my tormentor. A frustrated groan escaped my lips. What the hell is wrong with me?Shifting slightly, I tried to sit up, and a wince escaped my lips when a sharp pang shot through my lower half to my entire body. Damn him! I am unsure if he

"The accident made you forget things." His words echoed in my mind. My head spun, and my hold on the iron bar tightened. My breaths became uneven, and my legs began to give way. "Why didn't my father tell me this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I knew my accident had stolen parts of my life. I knew it had taken my mother away from me. And I knew who was responsible. Nikolai. He wanted to kill me. He couldn't have me, so he tried to erase me. But instead of me, my mother lost her life. Instead of my death, I lost years of my memories. This is from the day I started having flashes and dreams. I always asked my brother and father about them, but they always gave me cryptic answers. 'It’s just your mind playing tricks on you.' 'You’re safe now; that’s all that matters.' 'Don’t think about the past, Alessia. It will only bring you pain.' 'Nikolai wanted to kill you because he can't have you. He is a monster’ 'He killed our mother and snatched away the title of

Nikolai Moretti I leaned back in the chair when the clock hit 4. I still had hours left before returning home, and I already missed my pretty little wife. My finger tapped against the polished wood of the desk as I waited for the sun to set.Every minute felt like an hour. The boardroom was filled with the scent of expensive cigars and aged whiskey, but I wasn’t paying attention to any of it. My mind was clouded with thoughts of only my Dolcezza. "Wrap it up," I ordered. The discussion about our expansion could wait. I craved my Dolcezza. I didn’t need a reason to leave the meeting. I just wanted to see, hug, inhale, and keep her on my lap until my heart's content. She is, in fact, my drug. At this time, she must be curled up in our room with a book in her hands. I love the way her eyebrows furrow and a cute pout appears on her lips whenever she sees me returning home early. She gets riled up easily, and I love to tease her. I smirked. She is so adorable and all mine.