Mafia Men: Nikolai's Inferno - Chapter 52: Chapter 52

.Evangeline.
A week had passed since our kiss in the gym. I avoided being alone with him even when we were boxing, I made sure to give him a cold shoulder.
But then three days ago, Nikolai had to go out of the country for his business or his mafia, I wouldn't know. He doesn't tell me anything about what he does.
I went to the gym a few times alone but it didn't feel the same or right without Nikolai. Since Grace and I were alone in the house, I realized she wasn't so bad. She could be described as over-friendly something I'm definitely not used to. After my parent's death, I spent most of my time with Nikolai and Scott and they were the least friendly people on earth.
Right now, Grace and I were reclining on the lounge chairs while she babbled continuously about ex-boyfriends. Grace had a long list of ex-boyfriends, all of them were Made men. 2
Her father was abusive towards her mother, he beat her up a lot, so Grace was used to getting slapped around by her stupid boyfriends. She was surprised and ecstatic that her father had paired her up with Nikolai, she couldn't ask for a better husband.
I sighed and put lotion on my legs. She was talking about Nikolai a lot and that made me miss him but how do I tell her that I miss her husband-to-be too? That would backfire terribly.
"I fucked my ex after Niko stood me up at our wedding in Sicily..." she said out of nowhere.
My jaw slacked as I stared at her wide-eyed. "Are you crazy?" I asked her. She was engaged to Nikolai Costello, not to some random guy, if he knew that she cheated on him, he'd go ballistic. 2 She rolled her eyes, "You think he didn't do the same to me?"
I shut my mouth instantly as I remembered the kiss from last week. Shame crept up from the pit of my stomach, and my cheeks warmed.
She blew out a breath. "You must think of me as some bad person but that's all I know, it's how my parent's marriage has been. Niko doesn't like me very much, I can fucking see that. He's gonna cheat and he can't expect me to just sit around his house and look pretty for him, yeah, not gonna happen. I'll do whatever I want like I always have."
My mind went back to my parents, "My parents loved one another... so much."
She placed a hand over my knee and squeezed, "I'm sorry."
"It's alright. I'm a big girl, I can handle it."
She gave me a pitiful look and I blew out a breath. I laid back down, putting the lotion aside.
"Niko!" she squealed.
My eyebrows pinched together and my eyes shot open.
"You're here!" she got up and ran to him.
I also sat up straight and I couldn't believe my eyes as I saw him standing in the doorway with his eyes on me. Grace clung to him, wrapping her arms around his neck while his hand stayed by his sides.
I gave him a weak smile and got off the recliner. I picked up my coverall and wore it over my bikini. A hint of a smile pulled on Nikolai's lips that made me blush, I swear I turned red just by looking at his faint smile.
Grace pulled away, grinning widely but her grin wavered when she followed his gaze, and her eyes fell on me. She looked between me and Nikolai a few times, I diverted my eyes elsewhere, I didn't want her to get the wrong idea.
"Where's Scott? Evangeline has been missing him," Grace said, there was a sharp hint to her tone that didn't go unnoticed by me.
Nikolai's eyes shamelessly raked over my body, he didn't care that Grace was watching him or she might get the wrong idea. "Were you?" Nikolai asked.
My eyes widened as I looked between both of them. "What?"
"Were you missing him?"
I opened and closed my mouth a few times before plastering on a fake, nervous smile. "Grace was missing you a lot."
Grace cackled. "We both have been missing our husbands."
"Um-I'm gonna go change," I voiced before strolling out of the pool area.
I went to my room and closed the door, I took off my coverall and tossed it on the bed. It was difficult for me to see him with Grace. Grace was so nice and sweet that it felt criminal to have feelings for her fiancé. I went to the bathroom and turned the tap on, I splashed water over my face and then looked at myself in the mirror.
I gasped, a soft breath left my lips as I saw Nikolai standing behind me in the mirror.
I swallowed. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you."
I shook my head, looking at him through the mirror. "You shouldn't have, Grace-"
"Grace is not here, she went out."
I furrowed my eyebrows. I just left her downstairs beside the pool in a bikini, how can she go out like that? And that too, this fast?
"Where?"
Ignoring my question, he asked. "Were you missing Scott?"
My eyes widened at his offhand question. "We both know the answer to that."
He breathed out a laugh. "I wanna hear you say it."
I turned and faced him, leaning against the counter. "You, Nikolai, I was missing you... I know I shouldn't and to answer your question, I did not even think about Scott."
A self-satisfied smirk graced his lips. "Good!"
"I shouldn't... we shouldn't. You have a fiancée."
"I don't have a fiancée."
I laughed lightly. "Yes, you do. She has been telling me how amazing of a husband you are for the past two hours."
I didn't tell him about Grace cheating on him. He might kill her, he is stupid like that.
He leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes again trailed down my body before settling on my face. "That's the woman my father chose for me and forced me into an engagement with."
"But... Nikolai, she's so nice. I shouldn't do this to her, you shouldn't be here right now. You should be with her."
"She is not all nice, don't be fooled, Angel. Grace can be very vicious, it's all a facade. She grew up in a mafia, she knows how to manipulate."
"But she truly likes you, Nikolai."
"I came home after three days and you didn't give me a warm welcome, Angel. Didn't you learn anything from Grace the other day? I think she said something along the lines of "you sex especially when your husband comes home agitated" and I feel really agitated right now..."
I laughed and then looked down at the ground. Nikolai seemed to be in a very good mood today. "I don't think I'm the person for that job."
"You're exactly the person for the job."
I crossed my arms over my chest. "I'm not having sex with you."
He lifted a shoulder. "We can do other things."
I squinted my eyes. "I'm not doing anything with you not when you are wearing that ring"
He glanced at the ring on his finger. He took it off, rolling it between his fingers. "This thing?"
I nodded and then he did something completely unexpected, he dropped the ring to the floor. The ring clanked as it hit the ground and then rolled to the corner.
With a smug expression, he said. "Problem solved..."
I walked out of the bathroom and heard his footsteps behind me. "Not like this... you know what I mean, Nikolai."
I should be ready anytime for
He gripped my bare waist from behind, stopping my movement. I stood still, my heartbeat accelerated as his hands slid down my sides from my waist to my hips, then to the side of my thighs. His hands felt so soft against my bare skin, his gentle touch leaving fire in its wake. Heat pooled between my legs, and my breast tightened painfully in anticipation.
I breathed in deeply, my back leaning against his front as his face found my neck from behind. "Nikolai, what are we?" I asked as my eyes closed involuntarily, and my head rested back on him.
I feel so bad for Grace and I'm definitely going to hell for this...
"Hmm?" he breathed against my neck.
"Why are we doing this? You are engaged to someone else, where does it leave me?"
"Why do you think I am here?" he asked
I shook my head, losing myself in the feel of his touch. "I don't know..."
"I want you, Evangeline. If I wanted someone else then I wouldn't be here."
His fingers played with the strings of my bikini bottom, pulling at them in an attempt to take them off.
"What about Grace?" I asked, I reached up, tangling my fingers in his thick, dark locks as he sucked, nibbled, and bit on my neck.
"I'll get rid of her."
"How?"
"I have a plan."
"What about your father?"
"What about him?"
"What if he doesn't agree?"
"I don't care, Angel. I'm the head of the family, he answers to me, I don't answer to anyone."
He roughly turned me around so, I was facing him. His hand was instantly at my neck, squeezing hard. I squirmed under his grasp. He pulled me up a little and I was forced onto my toes. "Except for me..." I said with difficulty because of his grip on my neck.
A crinkle appeared between his brows. "What?"
"You don't answer to anyone except for me."
He chuckled dark and low. He gave his head a gentle shake like he couldn't believe the words that came out of my mouth.
"Are you ever scared of me?" he asked, his eyes lit up with dark amusement.
I breathed out a laugh. "No, not really..."
"You should be, Evangeline."
I smiled, holding his strong arm, the one he was holding onto my neck with. "Why?"
"I'm not a good man, Evangeline."
I bit my lower lip to hide the suggestive smile that crept up. "Maybe, I like bad men."
His eyes darkened, and a sphinx-like smile covered his face. His grip on my neck tightened and then started walking forward, forcing me to walk backward until the back of my legs touched the edge of the bed. He roughly threw me on the bed and the next second his whole body was all over me.
"Fuck!" he whispered as his eyes looked all over my face. "I have no fucking idea what I feel for you. I want to make you my queen, I want to show you off to the world as my woman but at the same time, I want to hide you from the world, so no one would steal you away from me. I want to lock you up in my bedroom, fuck you hard and choke you until you beg me to let you breathe."
I looked into his cruel eyes, I raised my hand and caressed his cheek, playing with the thick stubble that he had grown. My gaze fell to his lips, I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him to kiss me so badly. "Maybe, you can do both..."
He pulled away from me and stood at the edge of the bed. His thumb brushed his lower lips as his eyes took me in. He grabbed my ankle and raised my leg in the air. He pressed his lips to the instep of my foot. "How the fuck are you real?" he asked, he looked in a daze. "I have no idea how I found you..."
For the first time, Nikolai Costello seemed out of his senses. A raw wave of warmth spread through my chest.
"You didn't find me, you made me. You are crazy and you made me crazy too."
His eyes cut me and in a swift, unexpected motion, he ripped my bikini bottoms apart. The sound of the fabric being ripped to shreds resounded throughout the room.
"Spread your legs," he ordered
I swallowed before I spread them slightly. I was wet and so damn needy at this moment. He was still standing at the edge of the bed, his gaze glued between my legs.
"Wider..."
I spread them a little more before he became agitated and slapped my thigh as hard as he could. "I said wider!"
my legs da
Grabbing my thighs, he drove them apart as much as he physically could. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, sliding me down so that my upper body was laying on the bed while or in this case, my legs were in his vice-like grip.
ngled over the edge,
"Just so you know, Evangeline, all this isn't on you, it's on me..."
Nikolai dropped down to his knees and threw my legs over his shoulder. He swiped his finger between my slit and I moaned out loud. His touch was gentle but it was enough to drive me over the edge, I fisted the sheets as his tongue touched my core.
A deep wave of pleasure flashed through me, with each lap of his tongue against my clit, my body trembled, and all of the rational thoughts about why we shouldn't be doing this flew out of the Window long ago.
This man... this ruthless, dangerous, and authoritative man was on his knees for me. The first time, I was too stupid to realize what he was doing for me but now... now I understood.
This was not only for me but for him too. He was into me, he wanted this..
Nikolai Costello wanted me...