Mag-log inSophia’s POVLast night was a close call; luckily, I had gotten my senses back while sticking my tongue down Nikolai’s throat. It wasn't my finest hour, but my hormones had taken over all my senses, and it didn't help that Nikolai turned me all the way on with all that talk of being a father.It was like I was seeing a whole new side to him. A side I knew he had in him the whole time. He was vulnerable about his fears. He didn't shut me down and run away; he was doing everything I always wanted from him, a little too late.I stepped out of the car he had sent to my apartment. It was a busy street; the sound of cars honking nearly sent me out into orbit. I had no idea why I was here; all I knew was that Nikolai had asked to meet, and I'm guessing he didn't want to come up to my apartment because I had practically chased him out last night.I stood by the car when I spotted Nikolai; he walked towards me, and I stared awkwardly, hoping he wouldn't bring up last night.“Hi,” He said in a
Nikolai’s POVOne cup of coffee. That was all it was meant to be, but somehow, I had been sitting on Sophia’s couch for two hours now. Not that I was complaining; in fact, I rather enjoyed the awkward silence between us.“You're staring again,” She said.I smiled, “Maybe I'm just admiring…” And the truth was, I was admiring her. The way she effortlessly seemed to be carrying our child did something to my body that I wasn't entirely proud to describe out loud.“Same thing.” She tilted her head, with her eyes on me.I smiled as she leaned her back further into the couch beside me. A moan escaped her lips the second she settled in. I couldn't help but watch her even more.“So,” She turned her head to me, resting a hand against her stomach. “Have you thought about names?”I raised my eyebrow. “For what?”She rolled her eyes. “Are you serious?”I laughed. “Kidding,” I declared quickly.“You're going to be an insufferable father,” She teased, and for a second there, it hit me. I think it wa
Sophia’s POVHad I let Nikolai off too easily? I didn't know, but what I did know was that I was willing to give him a chance to earn me back, as he asked. I felt like such a sucker, but then again, he was about to be the father of my kid, so I figured it made sense to at least be cordial.‘Dinner tomorrow?’ I had been staring at his message for about an hour now. ‘No,’ I responded finally.His response came almost immediately: ‘Busy?’Yeah, like the only reason I could turn him down was that I was busy. Nothing else. ‘Very,’ I lied; I just wasn't sure I was ready for what seemed like Nikolai’s version of dating or whatever it was he was trying to do. I smiled subconsciously; the idea of dating Nikolai gave me butterflies for some reason.I wiped the smile off quickly. Thankfully, I was all alone in my apartment, so no one saw that.‘Doing what?’ He responded.Cocky mother… I cursed to myself. I typed a response furiously: ‘Avoiding YOU.’ Sent.Three dots appeared, and I waited on
Sophia’s POVWatching Nikolai break down in my arms felt like I was watching someone else. I had never seen this side of him. Not when Moretti attacked, not when Petrov died, not even when he was so hell-bent on revenge for the death of his father.But here he was, finally letting me in like I was the only thing that could keep him afloat. I should have pushed him away, for all the pain he had caused me, but I still loved him. How could I push him away when my heart never stopped loving him?I ran my fingers through his hair as his breathing began to slow down a little bit; we both stayed silent. Why was I here, I thought to myself? Oh,I know, because Jack called and the thought of Nikolai in a bad place broke my heart.He pulled away, his eyes wet with tears. A sight I never thought I'd see.“Sorry,” He said quickly as he wiped the tears right off.I frowned. “For what?”“All of that,” He said, gesturing across the entire room.I nearly laughed; awkward Nikolai was definitely not on
Nikolai’s POVViktor Sokolov had been at my father’s funeral. I remembered him standing beside me, his hand resting on my shoulder like a father figure.He told me my father was a great man. He said he would make sure his enemies paid for what they had done. And I believed him.Now, all these years later, I was sitting across from him with a gun right in the middle, ready to make him pay if he truly was involved.“Tell me why Moretti was paying you.” I went straight into it, my voice low, but the anger in it loud and clear.Viktor was older now. Time hadn't been kind to him, and he looked nervously at the documents and the gun before him.“What? What are you talking about, Son?”I clenched my jaw. “Wrong answer.”Jack stood directly behind him. There was nowhere to run.“I know you authorized those transfers. Those accounts are linked directly to you.”Viktor sighed. “I don't know what any of that means. It's been years.” He let out a nervous laugh. “I don't even remember what I had f
Nikolai’s POV“I want every person investigated,” I ordered furiously.Jack stared blankly at me. “Every one?”“Did I fucking stutter?”“Okay. Maybe take a breather?” He placed his hands in a calming gesture as he watched me pace the room.“Just do what I asked.” I knew he was taking the brunt of my anger, but that didn’t matter right now; all that mattered was getting the mole out.“That includes me.” He stated matter-of-factly.It wasn’t that I didn’t trust him not to be the mole; I couldn’t risk having one, especially when I had a whole baby on the way. I looked up at him, my expression softening to make up for the blatant fact that he was also under scrutiny. “I know.”Something flickered across his face as he felt insulted, but he nodded his head. “Fair enough. I’ll get it done.”Petra’s confession couldn’t leave my head, and if there was another traitor, I had to turn every stone to find them. I wasn’t going to take any chances. Everyone was going to be investigated, even Jack.
Sophia's POVNikolai’s eyes never left mine. Maybe he thought I was stupid, brave, or maybe both. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.“Why the hell would I do that?” His gun remained pointed at me.I was officially being stupid.I stammered, that’s what happens when you have a gun in your face.“
Sophia's POV“Sophia, sit.” My father muttered. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. A bad habit that became worse after mum died. “Dad…what’s wrong?” He didn’t say a word. He just carried on circling the living room like there was a fire somewhere. His bloodshot eyes darted out the windows e
Niko's POVI leaned back, taking all my plans in. Tonight was the night. Except my best friend and right-hand man, Jack, thought it was a dumb idea.“The Rossi girl?” He was standing right across from me. We never did see eye to eye on anything. It was a wonder how we managed to stay best friends a
Sophia's POVSleeping in this bed…in this house, with the enemy was one of the hardest things I had to do.Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Nikolai’s face, and all I could hear was his voice haunting my every thought. There was no way in hell I would have his child, but that meant I woul







