Chapter 25

•Nikolai•

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There were only two things in the world that I was afraid of.

Any threat to the safety of my family and addiction.

This is why I was trying to avoid that little temptation back at home. I knew that if I touched her once, I will be addicted.

I had bigger concerns than Evangeline Bolton and I couldn't think about anything but how she had looked naked as she lay in front of me, looking up at me with those “fuck me” eyes. I couldn't stop thinking about her flawless skin, there was not a single blemish on her body, she looked fucking unreal. And one thing I just couldn't get the fuck out of my mind was her taste. Now, that I know what she tastes like, I'm not sure how I will get rid of this fucking addiction.

The most fucked up thing about addiction is when you realize that you are fucking addicted to something, whether it's alcohol or women.

You say to yourself

“This is my last drink.”

“This is the last I'll fucking taste her”

But you know that you just can't fucking