•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌We stopped at a small Italian restaurant. A man valets our car as Scott and I walked inside. It was overly crowded, filled with big, bulky men. There was not even a single woman in sight except for the waitress in a skimpy dress that flashed her underwear as she bent to pick something off the floor. All of the men gave Scott a head nod, acknowledging his presence. A few of them stood up as Scott walked by. Why does it feel like they were all a part of their mafia? Darkness and cruelty dripped from their eyes. There were just too many tattoos, scars, and scowls in the restaurant. They all avoided looking directly at me maybe it was because I was with their boss. A few of them glanced at me and then looked back down at their plates like they have commited a sin. We sat at the table in the corner, I placed my hands over it and leaned ahead. "Why do I feel like they all are scared of me?" "Because they are" I frowned. "Why?" "They all are loyal to Niko. After yo
•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌I awakened with a monster headache. I groaned and leaned against the headboard for a few minutes. It was still dark outside, I glanced at the clock and it read three a.m. My throat was incredibly parched, I tossed aside the duvet and got off the bed. I hadn't changed into my nightwear earlier, I went to the bathroom, freshened up, and changed into a pair of a satin crop tank top and pajama shorts. I ran my fingers through my hair as I went down the stairs. The whole mansion was dark, it was late at night and all the lights were switched off. I went closer to the kitchen door and heard a tap running. Furrowing my eyebrows, I walked inside only to see the person I did not want to see under any circumstances. He was a liar and a manipulator. I had no idea why would he stage something like that but I was done being Nikolai's puppet. He was washing off his hands and then I noticed the red color sprayed over his white shirt. The cuffs of his shirt were rolled up but
•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌The sound of Grace's footsteps became closer and closer. I started to panic, my palms turned sweaty as I looked between the door and Nikolai's feral eyes. I was sitting on the countertop, and Nikolai was standing between my parted legs with his hand on my hair and neck. And his wife-to-be was right outside of the kitchen door. "Stop right where you are, Grace, do not take another step" Nikolai ordered, and the footsteps stopped almost instantly. I sucked in a breath, Nikolai's eyes were trained on me. His eyes narrowed from the edges as rage flashed through. My heartbeat accelerated, and my breathing became shallow. "Grace, if I told you to never fucking speak again, would you do it?" he asked her while his eyes were burning my skin, his hands were holding me taut. "I would..." came her light voice from right outside the door. "If I asked you to strip naked right the fuck now, would you do it?" "Yes..." her voice was absolute like she had no doubt or hesitat
•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌I entered the gym and glanced at his back. He was facing the boxing ring as he took off his t-shirt, leaving him only in black sweatpants. I kept standing by the door unsure of what I am supposed to do. Am I supposed to warm up or something? If it was before, I would have confidently walked up to him and asked him what I am supposed to do but now I felt so out of place. It felt like we were strangers. He belonged to someone else. There was a wall between us now that I didn't want to break down. Last night just proved how he would never fall for someone like me. So much has happened between us, the good and the bad. I don't know where we stand. When is all this going to end? How is all this going to end? After he gets married, what am I supposed to do? Where am I supposed to live because I refuse to be someone's dirty little secret, not after my own parents made me one. "Get in the ring" I got startled by his sudden order. His voice sounded so brusque almost as
•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌A week had passed since our kiss in the gym. 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 have 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 loss of ex-boyfriends, all of them were of mafia backgrounds. 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 bet
•Nikolai•╌═❁═╌We were sitting around the table at a restaurant with my father, Grace, Scott, and my Evangeline. She kept playing with the food on her plate, and haven't really taken an actual bite of it. Every two seconds, she'd glance in my direction, her cheeks would heat, and the flustered look on her face was enough for everyone to know that she was thinking of something inappropriate. She looked different today, good different. She seemed happier. I don't remember her being this happy since she had got kidnapped. She wore a blue dress, her dark-colored hair was loosely curled and she was wearing light pink lipstick. Full, pink, and glossy, with a tiny mole above the left side of her mouth. A sudden urge to suck that lipstick off her lips crept up.I was really close to taking her this evening and I know she wouldn't have complained either but it didn't fucking feel right. I was still wearing Grace's ring on my finger and she told me that she won't have sex with me not until I
•Nikolai•╌═❁═╌"By the end of this week, you will be a married woman, Evangeline" I whispered on her lips. "and I'm not talking about your marriage with Scott" She stopped struggling, her body went completely still. A beautiful little crinkle appeared between her brows, she was confused and she seemed a little scared. "What do you mean?" I gripped her wrists tighter. "You'll know soon, angel""No, tell me now!" she demanded."Kiss me back and I will" She shook her head. "Tell me first maybe then I will kiss you" "I don't negotiate with little girls""Then I'm not going to kiss you back" "Or I could just forcefully take what I want" I wasn't planning on doing something like that to her, I just enjoyed unnerving her. She scowled, trying to fight me off her. "You wouldn't!" "I'm not the man you want to mess with, angel. I'm downright cruel and I've never pretended otherwise" "You may be cruel but I know you can't hurt me, I know you won't hurt me, so, threaten me all you want, I
•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌I took off the gloves, tossing them out of the ring before I laid straight down on the boxing ring. Nikolai stood over me, watching me with a hint of a smile on his lips. We've been boxing for the past hour and he was barely out of breath and compared to him I was perspiring pretty heavily. "Good girl," he said. "You did well today" A full-blown smile crept on my lips. My chest filled with warmth, it wasn't every day that Nikolai appreciates or compliment me. "I'm exhausted... I wanna sleep"He frowned. "You woke up two hours ago" I nodded, sitting up. "Yes, and now I'm tired again not all of us are vampires" then I shook my head. "No, vampires also sleep during the day, I have never seen you sleep since the day I got here" He gave his head a shake as if finding this conversation ridiculous. "I sleep..." he just said. I scoffed. "Barely... You will get sick" He let out a breath before giving me a half-smile that sent a funny feeling to my stomach. "You are