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CHAPTER 41
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2026-09-18 01:22:49
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ANGELINE HARRINGTON The coldness still lingered in his eyes, but now it was contained, tamed beneath the mask of civilization. "Sit down," he said, his voice neutral, indicating the chair in front of him. I obeyed silently, avoiding his gaze. The aroma of strong coffee and croissants couldn't mask the tension that hung in the air. Nikolai wasn't fooling me. The beast was merely contained, dressed in Egyptian cotton and polish. The Pakhan and the monster were there, seated at my coffee table, serving me jam with a precision reminiscent of a surgeon—or an executioner. The contrast between the man of the previous night and the one of that morning wasn't a duality. It was the same person seen under two lights: that of desire and that of the full moon. And I, now, was forced to see under both. "What you saw…" he began, pausing to add sugar to his coffee with incredible precision. "It was business. Overdue and poorly resolved business. It wasn't for you." "Everything about you i
Máfia's Hated Bride CHAPTER 51
ANGELINE HARRINGTON The early morning was freezing outside, but inside the resort, the air was warm. Not just from the crackling of the fireplace, but from the warmth that still seemed to emanate from the sheets, from my skin, from the vivid memory of the night. I woke slowly, each muscle protesting in a strangely pleasurable way. My first thought was a fragile, timid hope. Maybe I could finally give Nikolai a real chance. Be his wife for real, not just on paper. Without fear. I smiled at the idea, and a warm blush spread across my face as I moved, feeling a deep, sensual pain echo throughout my body. I then realized, between my legs, sore, throbbing, and still damp, just how intense our night had truly been. I felt ashamed, but not in a bad way. It was the shame of someone who hadn't known how to reciprocate properly, of not having given more of myself to the pleasure he had given me. I was stretching, arms raised, when my hand found the empty space beside me. The spot on th
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NIKOLAI VOLKOV I kissed her mouth and neck again. And Angeline yielded once more. She surrendered to me, trying, with a strength that humiliated me, not to be afraid of the monster I was. And all I could do at that moment was try to show, with my body and with the only language I mastered, that I could treat her with the tenderness she deserved, even though I didn't know how to do it, even though I was the wretched idiot who almost destroyed her. While whispering between kisses, my words came out a confused mix—sweet promises mingled with dirty vulgarities, because, unfortunately, that was my inherent nature. — My beautiful… my Angel… I want to fuck you and show you how good it feels. I know you're afraid of me, but I swear… I swear on everything that's sacred, I'll make you forget that, I'll even make you forget your own name. And apparently, Angeline didn't mind the contradiction. Or perhaps, in that whirlwind of sensations, she simply accepted that this was me—the man who
Máfia's Hated Bride CHAPTER 49
NIKOLAI VOLKOV Then I went down. My lips met the pink areola of one of her delicate nipples, already swollen and sensitive. I sucked, first gently, then with increasing intensity. The moans that came from her changed tone. From initial apprehension, they transformed into hoarse, drawn-out sounds of pleasure, muffled by the blindfold. "Relax, baby," I groaned in her ear, my mouth still occupied with her breast. "Just relax. Let me feel you. Let me touch you. Let me taste you in my mouth." Her legs, which had initially been tense and closed, began to give way. The muscles relaxed a little. I wanted her to orgasm first. I wanted that total surrender, that fearless yielding, before any penetration. I wanted to be inside her only when she was crazy with pleasure, begging for me. So I went lower. I started to smell the sweet scent of her sex, which made me harder. Even though she was scared, she was already wet, the desire in her body betraying the hesitation in her mind. "How d
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NIKOLAI VOLKOV She trembled again, a shiver running through her entire body that I felt beneath my hands. It was more than fear now. It was an electrifying confusion, her body responding even as her mind still hesitated. "And if I say no, you won't punish me for it?" the question came out as a frightened whisper. "Never," I assured her, keeping my gaze fixed on hers, unwavering. It was the truth. The punishment, in that game, wouldn't come from a refusal. It would come from a denied desire. "But if you say yes… you'll have an experience you'll never forget, my Angel. I swear." The silence that followed stretched on, filled only by the hypnotic crackling of the fireplace. I saw the conflict dancing in her green eyes. "I…" she began, choking on her words. She took a deep breath, as if diving into deep water. "I want to do it with you. I want to make 'love' with you. After all, you're my husband." The word "love" sounded strange, naive, in that heavy atmosphere. "I don't wa
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NIKOLAI VOLKOV From the moment I saw Angeline in that dazzling green dress at the party, my body burst into flames. It wasn't just attraction anymore. It was a fury of desire that threw me off balance. I knew I needed much more from her than just her company as an ornamental wife. I wanted to possess her as my woman, as the player of my color. I wanted to fuck that body with an intensity that would leave her marked, not by violence, but by lust. I wanted to show that pale skin what pure, wild pleasure was, the kind only a man like me, with my hunger and my experience, could give. But how could she, when the only look she gave me was one of terror? Aside from the violence of our marriage, everything she knew about me came from dark stories and the oppressive atmosphere of the mansion where she was held prisoner. At the party, however, something changed. She was divine, yes. But she was also different. Seeing her family, something ignited within her. The way she confronted her sis
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