Mafia Men: Nikolai's Inferno - Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Scott
I pushed the blade further into his skin as blood poured out. He screamed, he fucking screamed in agony and fucking hell, it was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard.
Other than that little fucking whimper of hers.
I hate it, I fucking hate babysitting her. Do I fucking look like a man that would babysit an eighteen-year-old girl? She was not a fucking child. She was a fucking woman.
You could only find tits and ass like that on a fucking woman.
It took a lot of self-restraint to not fuck her on that fucking couch. To tell her what the fuck sex is. Fucking demonstrates that shit for her. I fucking wanted to wreck the purity that surrounded her all the fucking
time.
She has a face of an angel and the body of a devil. If she wasn't Nikolai's I would have taken her for myself. Shit! I should have taken her when I first saw her sitting over her parent's dead bodies drenched in
blood. That shit was arousing as hell.
My attention snapped back to the man that has just bled to death right before me but I wasn't satisfied as I used to be because a certain brown-haired girl have fucking shit on my day.
She fucking jumped on my lap and tried to take that fucking remote. I would have put on a better fight if she wasn't rubbing herself all over my cock and her tits weren't in my face. Goddamn it, I was just a man
not a fucking saint.
I threw her on the fucking couch and the way she struggled underneath me messed with my fucking mind. I pinned her wrist over her head on the couch and she turned her head to the side, fuck, I hope Nikolai gets bored of her soon enough for me to have her.
I know what Niko was doing, leaving me alone with this doe-eyed bitch, making me babysit her all alone. It was a fucking test of loyalty. 2
It has been his game ever since I murdered my father for him. he would never let go of the chance to test my loyalties, he thinks I might flip someday like my traitor of a father did. I don't blame him.
But this...
Leaving me with this innocent little thing has been the most challenging test of them all. He wanted to know if I'll fuck his pretty little thing. I'm fucking tempted but I won't.
He is my fucking brother and I won't let that shit go down the drain for some virgin pussy.
I cleaned off the blood from my face and picked up my cell phone only to see Bianca has called me almost ten times. Fuck hell, what if something happened to that Bolton's little thing? I called her back
immediately. She picked up after a single ring.
"What the fuck happened?!"
She giggled. What the fuck? Bianca doesn't giggle. "Scotty!" she screamed.
"Are you fucking drunk, Bianca?! You were supposed to be watching her" I gritted out.
She hiccuped. "I'm watching her" she laughed. "I'm telling you, Scotty, this girl is a fucking mess and I think she is my new best friend and you hurt her, you pervert! I will tell Niko what you did-"
The next thing I heard was a loud bang followed by Evangeline's scream and then hysterical laughter.
"Motherfucker!" I hissed under my breath.
I cut the call off and strode out of the warehouse. I got into my car and sped to Niko's mansion. I needed to interrogate Ignacio's men. It was the reason I left Evangeline in Bianca's care. Now listening to their
phone call I think it was a fucking bad idea.
I recklessly parked the fucking car and stormed inside. I stilled for a second as I saw Evangeline drinking straight out of the bottle and beside her Bianca was hyping her up.
"Yes, that's my bitch!" Bianca's shrill voice resonated throughout the mansion.
"What the fuck is going on?!"
They both stopped and looked at me with wide eyes. Evangeline lost her balance but Bianca held her up again, while she was barely standing on her two feet.
How much did they drink?
I walked to them. "Okay, the party's over! Give that to me" I asked for the bottle in Evangeline's hand.
She shook her head and hid the bottle behind her, defiance was apparent in her eyes. I really wanted to bend her over my fucking knee and spank her till she can't fucking sit.
"No!" she staggered back.
I turned to Bianca. "How much did you let her drink?"
She lifted her shoulders. "I don't know, maybe it's our third or fourth bottle, I guess..."
"Fucking shit!" I hissed and pointed at Bianca. "Get the fuck out, your boyfriend is outside" "Geez, calm down" Bianca slurred.
"Hey! Don't talk to her like that. She is my best friend!" Evangeline squinted her eyes at me.
Fuck Nikolai!
This bitch is getting spanked tonight.
"Get the fuck out, Bianca!"
Bianca somehow made it out of the mansion and I turned to see Evangeline looking into the bottle to see if the drink had finished. I yanked the bottle out of her hands.
"Hey!"
"Don't fucking drink again" I hissed at her.
She crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm eighteen. I can drink, it's legal"
"You think I fucking care about what's legal or what's not?"
She frowned, looking at me with her big innocent doe eyes. "You should"
"Come on, let's get you to your room. Fucking sleep it off!"
I gripped her arm and tugged her along with me to her bedroom. she constantly struggled against me, trying to pry my hands off. She was so fucking delicate, she had no chance against me. I could snap her in
half like a twig.
But she still fucking managed to pull herself out of my grip and that shit fucking infuriated me. I bent down and threw her over my shoulder. She shrieked and then started to punch my back.
"Do your worse, Sweet cheeks"
My hand itched to fucking slap her round ass that was resting over my shoulder. She kept moving around pushing her ass into my fucking face. I finally gave in and landed a brutal slap on her ass. She yelped and
then struggled more against me.
I kicked open the door to her room and threw her over her bed. She gasped loudly as she landed on the soft mattress, she looked up at me and squinted her eyes. Her face reddened, she looked like she was about
to fucking explode from anger.
"I don't like you, you idiot!" she snapped.
"You think I care, sweet cheeks?"
"I hate you" she mumbled under her breath but I heard it.
She got off the bed and I pushed her back over it. "Fucking sleep, you are too out of control"
"I need to change!"
In a swift motion, she took off her fucking blue dress right in front of me. I froze in my spot, she had a body of a fucking goddess. I wanted to bury myself deep inside of her and fuck her till she can't fuck walk the
next day.
She was wearing blue bra and panties. The color perfectly contrasted with her porcelain skin. She was fucking drunk out of her mind and almost damn naked.
My self-restraint was hanging by a fucking thread now. I better get a fucking raise by Nikolai for tolerating this shit.
She got up and swayed to the bathroom. I instinctively followed that beautiful taut ass to the bathroom and watched as she turned the shower on and stood under it, her undergarments still on.
My dick began to harden at the sight of her showering in her undergarments. I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned against the nearby wall, restraining myself from touching her.
The water glistened against her skin, she lazily rubbed her hands up and down her body. She lolled to the side as she was close to passing out, Bianca has fucked her up with all that drinking.
I reached for her and pulled her out from under the shower. She fucking lost her footing and slammed into me, her wet-clothed tits to my chest, her face to my shoulder.
"Put on some fucking clothes and go to sleep"
She had finally lost all the fight in her, she nodded with droopy eyes. I placed a hand on her lower back and walked her to the closet. The urge to squeeze that ass was strong but she wasn't mine, not yet. Right
now, she belongs to Nikolai.
And no one messes with Nikolai Fucking Costello, not even his best friend.
She got to the closet and looked up at me. "Turn around, I need to change"
Fucking bitch!
I turned around and waited for her to change. I could hear her shuffling with some clothes.
"You can turn around now" she mumbled and I did.
She was now wearing an oversized t-shirt and was putting on black underwear when I turned towards her, her wet bra resting on the floor beside her. She stood up straight and ran a hand through her damp hair.
Her nipples were erect and peeking through the flimsy material of her shirt.
I know right now nothing can stop me if I shoved her ass against the wall and plunge two of my fingers inside her tight, wet cunt. No one will know, even she won't remember it but I wasn't a fucking rapist. I had
never forced a woman before and I won't ever. 3
She pushed past me and walked into the bedroom, she sighed and threw her perfectly delectable body on her bed. I helped her under the sheets. I turned the table lamp off and as I was about to pull away she
fucking grabbed my arm.
Her grip was feeble, weak, and way too light. I could easily pry her hand off of me but I didn't. I glanced back at her.
"What, sweet cheeks?"
She gave me a mischievous smile. "I know now"
I frowned. "Know what?"
"I know what sex is..." she whispered, her eyes shining in the semi-dark room.
Jesus, this fucking girl is going to get me killed.
"Who told you?" I asked to keep the conversation going.
She pulled in her lips and released them back out with a pop. "Bianca"
Motherfucker!
I should have known better than to leave that trainwreck Bianca to take care of her.
"And what did she tell you?"
"She showed me a video of it" she looked so fucking proud of herself as she told me that she watched p**n.
"Did she now?" I rubbed my stubble.
I wonder if Nikolai will put a bullet in my head for letting Bianca contaminate his pure Evangeline?
"I'm not stupid, you know... I'm just unaware of things" she mumbled, deep into her thoughts.
I nodded. "Okay, go to sleep"
She frowned and ran a hand down my white dress shirt. I looked down and saw her fingers trailing over the blood that had been sprayed over me earlier.
"Is that blood?" she asked, wide-eyed.
"No, it's paint" I answered dryly.
She gasped. "You paint?"
I gritted my teeth, I didn't have to answer her but something in me told me to. "Sometimes..."
She smiled at me, like a real fucking smile. Motherfucker, that was a beautiful sight. "Will you paint me?"
My mind went back to the day I saw her drenched in blood. Fuck! I would love to paint her with fucking blood and then fuck her like my life depends on it. I pushed all those thoughts to the back of my mind.
"Fine I will but you need to fucking go to sleep"
She nodded. "Okay, I'll fucking sleep" she answered and snuggled under the covers.
A ghost of a smile tugged at my lips. This is the first time I heard her cuss, I think she gonna do just fine in our world.
Her hand fell from my arm and she pulled the covers above her head. I flicked off the lights and shut her damn door.
Jesus fucking christ!
Nikolai will beat the shit outta me if he fucking knew what happened tonight.