LOGINHey fam! And that’s a wrap! Writing Nikolai and Sylvia’s story has been such a refreshing ride for me. . . and for you, I hope. First time exploring the whole complex plot of church, convent, bad boy meets innocent angel nun vibes—and whew, I loved every second of it! I hope you did too, because I’m just getting started. This universe is growing, and I’m committed to giving you something fresh and different with every new book. From Russel and Allesia’s very spicy good-girl-meets-mob-sex-god vibe, to Vincenzo and Stacy’s once-upon-a-villain POV and chaotic trauma hate-to-love, to Nikolai and Sylvia’s soft opposites-attract, passionate bad boy vs innocent nun redemption arc—we’re building characters you’ll never mix up. Now the big question is—WHO’S NEXT? Oh, it’s coming. I just need to revamp a few things, change the route, switch up the theme… you know how I do. I haven’t decided which character to pick yet (lol), but trust me, it’ll be worth the wait. Speculate in the comme
EPILOGUE ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ The pregnancy hormones were going to be the death of me. I sat in the car outside Nikolai’s new warehouse, my hands gripping the steering wheel as another wave of need crashed over me. Fucking ridiculous. We’d had sex this morning before he left for work. And last night. And the night before that. Yet here I was, five months pregnant and practically vibrating with want, because I’d caught a glimpse of him adjusting his shirt this morning and hadn’t been able to think about anything else since. Dr. Martinez had warned me about increased libido during pregnancy, but this was insane. Poor Nikolai was probably wondering what he’d gotten himself into, though he’d never complained. If anything, he seemed to worship my changing body with an intensity that made me feel like a goddess even when I felt like a whale. Through the windows, I could see him talking with his men, Luigi, Manuel, and Viktor clustered around him as he gestured at something on the floo
Chapter 163 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ I ran her a bath while she sat on the edge of our bed, slowly peeling off her work clothes. The sight of her in just her lingerie—something I’d specially requested—all soft curves and smooth skin, sent the familiar jolt of want through me that she always inspired. But underneath the desire was something else—a nagging worry that had been growing stronger over the past few weeks. She’d been tired more often, pushing herself harder than usual, and now the nausea… “The bath’s ready,” I said softly, pushing the thoughts aside for now. She smiled gratefully, rising to kiss me softly before disappearing into the bathroom. I heard the soft splash of water as she settled into the tub, followed by a contented sigh that made me smile despite my concerns. Russel and Allesia insisted on keeping Maeve so we could settle into married life properly for the first few months. That was working really well, considering how often we converted every part of our new home
Chapter 162~ Work-life Balance⟿❂⟾Nikolai⟿❂⟾Hey guys! 👋We’re almost at the end! I’ve been thinking about what to write next, and I’ll share updates (plus new edits!) on @author_commy over on I. n.s. t.a.g. r.a.m go follow if you haven’t already.Please recommend this book to your friends, leave an honest review, vote, and follow to help it reach more readers.Now enjoy the ending—I hope these books have filled your leisure time with so much love & smiles.💖(Expect the next chapter in a jiffy)Love you! 😍⟿❂⟾I pulled into the parking lot of my wife’s new office. It had taken two months of construction and more money than I cared to calculate, but seeing the kids from the convent finally settled into a proper home made every penny worth it.Sylvia had been relentless in her vision for this place. What started as a simple relocation away from Albany had evolved into a full-scale NGO operation, complete with educational programs, counseling services, and what she called ‘life ski
Chapter 161 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ Dylan’s eyes swept the room, taking in the expanded group since he’d last visited. “Seriously though, between marriages and babies and engagements, I can barely keep track of who belongs to who anymore.” “It’s called growth, Dylan,” Melissa said sweetly from her perch on the arm of Kegan’s chair. “Some of us are evolving beyond eternal bachelorhood.” “Well, I’m not eternal. I’m just… selectively single.” “Selectively single,” Marcel repeated with a snort. “You mean ‘chronically unable to commit’?” “I can commit,” Dylan protested. “I committed to showing up tonight, didn’t I?” “Two hours late,” Kegan pointed out, earning himself a mock glare. “Fashionably late,” Dylan corrected. “There’s a difference.” Some things never change, and Dylan’s commitment issues were about as reliable as Sicily’s sunshine. “Speaking of commitments,” Melissa said, turning those bright eyes on me with that mischievous gleam that usually meant trouble, “we haven’t talked
Chapter 160 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ “What?” The word came out as a shriek of surprise before I could stop myself. “Oh my God, congratulations!” But even as the words left my mouth, I could see this wasn’t the joyful revelation it should have been. Allesia was shaking her head, fresh tears spilling over. “I’m scared,” she whispered. “I don’t know if this is a bad time. I forgot my shots because I have this project I’m working on—this film that’s been consuming all my time and attention. I’ve been so scattered, so focused on my career…” I guided her to one of the kitchen stools, my hands gentle on her shoulders. “Hey, it’s okay. These things happen.” “But they shouldn’t have,” she said, her voice breaking. “Russel and I, we had a plan. We agreed to wait at least four years before having another baby. Adelio is barely two, and I was already pregnant during our wedding planning, which was stressful enough. We wanted to give ourselves time, to let me establish my career, to give Adelio more
Chapter 154 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ It was nearly three in the morning when I finally heard his car outside. My heart leaped, and I ran downstairs, not caring that I was wearing only a silk nightgown. “Nikolai?” I called softly, not wanting to wake the others. He appeared in the doorway, looking tired
Chapter 156⟿❂⟾Sylvia⟿❂⟾The bedroom door slammed open with a force that rattled the windows.Nikolai stood in the doorway, and my heart stopped. Blood covered his hands, streaked across his cheekbone, splattered on his white shirt. His eyes were wild, unfocused—the look of a man who’d just cross
Chapter 142 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia had done an excellent job patching me up last night. The memory of her fingers on my skin, the way she’d looked at me with such focused concern, that electrifying chair experience, it all made me smile without even realizing it as I walked down the stairs. H
Chapter 144 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ The building looked like it was about to collapse. Standing before the crumbling brick facade, I couldn’t believe this was where we were supposed to be. Broken windows had been boarded up with rotting wood, graffiti covered every available surface, and the who







