LOGINLeslie POV I opened my mouth to say something, to tell Mikhail that I loved him too... but, I just couldn't.A moment of awkward silence flickered between us. My body was still humming from the aftermath of the orgasm Mikhail coerces from me but laying there and hearing those magical words from Mikhail, I didn't know how to answer.I had heard that word countless times from Austin. He had even used it that day to justify what he did to me. Saying that he loved me, that his love was better than the title of Mrs Cox. He loved me,yet allowed me to be the other woman while giving legitimacy to another woman. He loved me yet allowed another woman to rob me of my children.Love? What exactly was the price of love? Was I willing to pay it?" Mikhail..." I started but he hushed me. He just chuckled like he didn't even expect any answer from me. He just placed a gentle kiss on my forehead." You don't have to say anything back," He said softly, " Just know that I am in this with you and when
Mikhail stilled, his body tense and his breathing ragged. He lowered my legs, but didn't pull out. He collapsed on top of me, his head in the crook of my neck, his breathing ragged and his heart pounding against my chest. I wrapped my arms around him, my body still trembling from the intensity of the orgasms. We lay there, in silence, the only sound our breathing and the pounding of our hearts. After a few moments, he shifted, but didn't pull out. He lifted his head and looked at me, his eyes soft. "You are a piece of work, Leslie Volkov," he whispered, a small smile playing on his lips. "You're one to talk, Mikhail Volkov," I replied, my voice hoarse. He leaned down and kissed me, a slow, gentle kiss that was so different from the punishing kiss we had shared earlier. "My wife," he murmured against my lips. "Your wife," I repeated, a smile spreading across my face. He rolled over, pulling me with him so that I was now lying on top of him, his cock still inside me. His hands
"I want to feel you." He groaned, his fingers speeding up and bringing me to the edge."I want to feel every bit of you, Leslie. I want your tight pussy squeezing my cock. I want you begging for me to fuck you."His lips trailed a path over my cheek, down my throat and to my breast. I moaned, the sensations too much."Come for me, baby. Let go," he murmured against my lips and his fingers plunged deeper into me.The orgasm ripped through me, taking away any rational thought and leaving behind a burning desire for more.My body shuddered and Mikhail's mouth captured mine, his tongue tangling with mine."You are so fucking hot," he murmured and kissed me again.His fingers left my pussy and his boxers came off. I felt the head of his cock nudge my entrance and looked up at him.His eyes were locked on me, a hint of a smirk on his lips. His arms caged me, his body covering mine. The way he looked at me, like we were playing some game and he fucking won. "Don't look away, Leslie. I want
The ride to the penthouse was silent, but the air was thick with sexual tension. Mikhail's hand rested on my thigh throughout the ride, his thumb stroking circles on my skin and sending jolts of electricity through me. The anticipation was coiling in the pit of my stomach, threatening to drown me.When we arrived at the penthouse, Mikhail once again carried me inside, kicking the door shut behind us. The apartment was starting to get dark, save for the city lights twinkling through the floor-to-ceiling windows.He set me down on my feet, but didn't let go. His hands slid up my arms, his gaze intense." Welcome home, Mrs. Volkov," he said, his voice husky." It's good to be home." I replied, my heart fluttering.Mikhail lowered his head, his lips brushing against mine. " I believe I have a promise to keep." He whispered huskily." And what promise is that?" I asked, my breath hitching." The one about spreading your legs apart," he said, before crushing his lips to mine.This kiss was
Leslie We pulled up outside the venue in less than twenty minutes of riding. Mikhail was not yet there as per my arrangement. He thought we would meet at the entrance,I wanted him to walk down the aisle for me...that was the whole essence of my surprise to him.But guess who was already waiting for he outside the chapel...my grandfather. When I stepped ours the car with Lydia helping me with my wedding gown trail, the old man looked at me with an emotion I didn't understand.He then walked to me." You little brat, why can't you ever act like a normal lady?" He scolded me but the smile on his face could not be concealed." What's so good about being predictable?" I fired back and he chuckled. My grandfather and I might not have the best relationship but I know he loved me in a way that I could not decipher at times. When he heard that I was flash marrying Mikhail, he did not question my motives. I could swear he was happy. After all, he was the man he personally chose for me three ye
After breakfast, I prepared myself and left for the office. Lydia was already waiting for me when I arrived. I also realised that Mikhail's men didn't closely follow me. It's like the little stunt I pulled yesterday had him rethinking how close he had me watched.It was a good thing for me and my plans." Do you have everything I asked ready?" I inquired, walking to my desk and settling on my chair." When have I ever disappointed you." Lydia smirked. " You'll compensate me for spending the night awake to get your ring ready." She added, pouting. Yesterday, I had asked her to customise Mikhail's wedding ring. I had prepared customised bands for mine and Austin's marriage that day but oh well, they ended up being useless. Since I had made the decision to fast forward my wedding with Mikhail, I had to get his own ring ready." How about two hot and sexy men for a whole weekend for you?" I offered and Lydia's face lit up immediately." Now that sounds like a plan. I'd love to see that
Leslie I don't know how I made it downstairs without breaking down.I sat in my car for a long time, eyes fixed on nothing as reality slowly dawned at me.My marriage of three years was fake.I spend three years of my life invested in something that never existed.The marriage papers sat there on
Leslie "Miss Grayson, your grandfather wants to remind you that time is up. If you don't provide proof of marriage, you'll loose your position as his heir."The call had arrived yesterday evening as I prepared dinner.It was from Richard, my grandfather's butler.It had been three years since I re
I choked on the water I was trying to drink to cool my body. Mikhail was beside me in a heartbeat, patting my back. That contact sent something electrifying straight to a part of my body that had no business coming alive. I clamped my thighs, afraid that Mikhail would catch something inappropri
Leslie POV I excused myself from the meeting to make a call.Richard confirmed that everything was set.He tried to inquire why I asked for an additional clause for the contract presented by pearl jewels to Austin.I promised to explain everything to my grandfather when I got home.Richard didn't







