Of all the guys, Nikolai is just the perfect gentleman… right? 🤭 Or is he? 👀 Had to give you another chapter—you’re welcome! Might drop another before the day is over if I see enough love in the comments. Let’s hear it! 💬🔥
Chapter 35 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ I needed a minute, so I stood up. She did too. "Do you know what happens to good girls who walk willingly into the devil's lair?" I asked, circling her slowly. She turned to keep me in sight, refusing to be intimidated. "They get burned?" "They get consumed," I corrected, stopping behind her, my front pressed to her back, my hands settling on her hips. "Devoured. Until there's nothing left but ashes and pleasure." I felt her shiver against me as I brushed her hair aside, exposing the delicate nape of her neck to my mouth. I kissed her there, just the lightest press of lips, and she practically melted against me. "How often do you touch yourself, Sylvia?" I murmured against her skin. Her breath hitched. "Ne—" she stuttered. "Never?" I slid my hands from her hips to her stomach, spanning her waist with my fingers. "Not even when thoughts of me kept you awake at night?" She hesitated, and I chuckled. "Don't lie to me, little nun." "I... try not t
Chapter 36 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ One moment, I was floating in post-orgasmic bliss, and the next—ice. Pure ice in his gaze. "Who the fuck is Sin?" My mouth opened and closed, no sound emerging. The name had slipped out without thought. The shame hit me like a bucket of cold water. I scrambled to sit up, painfully aware of my nakedness, my exposure. My thighs were still slick with my own cum, lips swollen, hair disheveled. "I—it's not—" I fumbled for words, but nothing came. How could I possibly explain? The coldness in his eyes was unbearable after the heat that had been there just moments ago. "Nikolai, please..." My voice sounded small even to my own ears. "I can explain—" He cut me off with a sharp gesture. "Go on." His voice was terrifyingly calm. I would have preferred yelling. At least anger would have been something familiar, something I could understand. This cold detachment was so much worse. "It's not what you think," I managed, though I had no idea what he was thi
Chapter 37 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ "I can wait until you're inside.” Luigi offered, his eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror. "No, thank you," I said quietly. "I'll be fine from here." Luigi nodded, his expression carefully neutral. Was he judging me? Did he know exactly what had happened between Nikolai and me? The thought made heat creep up my neck. I stepped out of the car and straightened my clothes, suddenly hyper-aware of how I looked. Jeans and a simple button-up shirt. Not my habit. The evidence of my transgression was literally written all over me. I waited until Luigi's car disappeared around the corner before making my way to the convent. My body felt foreign to me—still humming with the ghost of pleasure Nikolai had wrung from it, aching with the hollow aftermath of his rejection. My thighs still bore the phantom impression of his hands. I slipped through the side entrance, the one closest to the dormitories. If I was quick, I could make it to my room before— "Well, w
Chapter 38 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ “You’re sure it wasn’t them?” Viktor exhaled on the other end of the line. “Not really. We haven’t known them long enough to recognize a pattern, but one thing I’m certain of is that those guys are sloppy as fuck. This particular heat was precisely calculated. It doesn’t fit their style.” My fingers clenched around the phone. “Casualties?” “Two of our men.” His voice dipped, carrying the weight of loss. “Travo and Sergei. They were guarding the Lab House. Didn’t even have time to call for backup.” The words hit me like a gut punch. Before I could process the fury swelling inside me, my fist connected with the car door repeatedly. Pain exploded up my arm, but it was nothing compared to the raw anger simmering beneath my skin. “Our merchandise?” I ground out, flexing my bleeding knuckles. “Gone. All of it.” Viktor’s voice was edged with frustration. “They knew exactly what they were looking for.” “Fuck!” The word tore from my throat, raw and vicious
Chapter 39 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ “We've got something." I followed Viktor to the makeshift investigation house we had just established at the Lab House. Computer screens lined the wall, surveillance footage playing on some, data scrolling across others. "We found a partial print on the envelope," Viktor explained, gesturing to Luigi who sat hunched over a keyboard. "Not enough for a match in any database, but it's something." "What about the symbol?" I asked, staring at the blown-up image of the serpent wrapped around a dagger. "Nothing concrete yet," Luigi replied without looking up. His fingers continued their relentless dance across the keyboard. "It's not associated with any known group in our records. I'm running it through international databases now. With Liam’s help.” I nodded slowly. "And the security footage?" Viktor released a breath. "That's where it gets interesting. They knew exactly where the cameras were. Moved in blind spots whenever possible." He pulled up the
Chapter 40 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ Two days of solitude had given me too much time to reflect my sins. I finished the last prayer bead, pressed my lips against the small silver crucifix as my final words echoed in the stillness of my room. "Thank you Jesus for sins forgiven." I whispered, though I wasn't sure if I was truly seeking absolution anymore. For just a moment, I felt clean. At peace. Safe. Then the floorboard behind me creaked and I realized I wasn’t alone. Slowly, I crossed myself and turned, still on my knees, to face whatever demon had come to swallow me, most likely as punishment for the thoughts in my heart. Then my eyes adjusted to the dim light of my room, and my heart slammed against my ribs. Of course it was him. He stood there like a fallen angel, beautiful and terrible in equal measure. His imposing frame blocked what little moonlight filtered through the window, casting him in silhouette. He was dressed the part of a masked psychopath stalker, down to the hoo
Chapter 41 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ Two days had passed. Why hadn't he forgotten? "What?" I stalled, my mind scrambling. "Don't play dumb, Sylvia. It doesn't suit you." His eyes alone were enough to command my full attention. "There's no way I'll forget that when you were cumming around my fingers, you called out another man's name." “Jesus, Nikolai.” I groaned, pressing a hand to my burning face. “I literally just prayed for forgiveness minutes ago.” His eyes remained hard, but his hand came up anyway, fingers trailing along my collarbone, they dipped just beneath the thin neckline of my nightie to trace the curve of my breast. A casual, possessive touch. Like he was making a statement. “Then you better start talking,” he said, voice full of wicked promise. “Or you’ll be offering a different kind of prayer—with your face against that same altar.” He gestured to the crucifix with his head, “I bet he’d love to see just how filthy his holy little lamb is.” My entire body seized up. “Lord
Chapter 42 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ He lifted me suddenly, hands gripping my ass, and I wrapped my legs around his waist instinctively. My back hit the wall with enough force to rattle the cheap crucifix hanging beside us—the one Mother Beatrice had insisted I keep. The irony wasn't lost on me as Nikolai's mouth descended on my neck, teeth scraping against the sensitive skin. "Wait," I gasped as his hands slid under my shirt. "The children—" "Are sleeping," he murmured against my throat. "Your saints won’t be awake till morning.” "I actually need to talk to you about that—" "We’ll talk later,” His hands found my breasts, thumbs circling my nipples through the thin cotton of my nightie. "We have time." A whimper escaped me as he pinched lightly, sending sparks of pleasure-pain racing through me. "Unless," he pulled back slightly, eyes finding mine, suddenly serious. "Unless you’ve changed your mind." I hadn’t. God help me, I couldn't form the words. Instead, I arched int
Chapter 86⟿❂⟾Nikolai⟿❂⟾Consciousness returned to me like a sledgehammer to the face. The first thing I noticed was the dryness in my mouth, like someone had stuffed it with cotton balls soaked in battery acid. The second thing was the throbbing in my shoulder—duller now, more of a persistent ache than the searing pain I remembered. The third thing was Sinatra playing softly in the background, which meant I was either in my bedroom or had died and gone to a very specific kind of hell.I pried my eyelids open against their vehement protests. Sunlight streamed through partially opened curtains, painting golden stripes across unfamiliar bedsheets. Not my bedroom, then. The medical suite. Recalibrating my expectations accordingly, I attempted to sit up.My body responded with all the enthusiasm of a cat being dragged to a bath."Fuck," I muttered, falling back against the pillows. My voice sounded like it had been dragged behind a truck through a gravel quarry."Ah, sleeping beauty
Chapter 85 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ I could feel Sylvia's eyes burning into my back as I left the medical suite, but there was no time for further arguments. The situation had escalated beyond what I'd anticipated, and so had my headache. I pulled out my phone and dialed Viktor’s number as soon as I entered my study and closed the door behind me. He answered on the first ring. "I heard there were complications." "Word travels fast," I remarked dryly, pouring myself a glass of whiskey. It was too early for a drink, but fuck it. "The girl nearly died." "Is that why you're calling at four in the morning?" "No." I took a sip and let the burn steady my thoughts against the better judgment of my headache. "I need you to bring Maria over." A long pause. "Over there, like there?” “Yes.” I replied. “Here.” “Are you being serious?" "What do you think?” I scoffed. "What does this have to do with the girl?" Viktor's voice was cautious, probing. "Everything." I moved to the window and distr
Chapter 84 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ The shrill ring of my phone yanked me from a dreamless sleep. Fuck. "What is it?" I hissed, voice rough with sleep as I fumbled for the device on the nightstand. Beside me, Sylvia stirred but didn't wake. "Thank God you’re up." Luigi's voice was tight with barely controlled panic, something I barely heard from the unflappable man. I was instantly alert, sliding from the bed and moving to the window, I kept my voice low. "I thought I told you not to disturb me until—" "It's the girl," he cut me off. "She's convulsing. The doctors can't stabilize her." Every trace of slumber fell off my eyes. "What the hell happened? Kade said she had no serious complications." "They missed something. Cerebral edema, they're saying now. Pressure building in her skull." "Where is she?" I demanded, already pulling on yesterday's pants. "Medical suite, east wing. Dr. Weiss says if we don't get her to a hospital—" "No hospitals," I snapped. "Too exposed. Kaine will
Chapter 83 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai rewarded me by thrusting forward in one powerful stroke, filling me completely to the hilt. I cried out, both in blissful pain and pleasure, then braced myself against the tiles as he pulled out and thrusted in again. “Oh, God—it hurts so fucking…!” His response was to push my head down and jut my hip up to meet the next thrust, then he set a punishing rhythm, each thrust pushing me slightly up the wall before his grip on my hips pulled me back to meet the next one. "You feel so good," he growled, one hand slid around to massage my breast, pinching the nipple just hard enough to make me gasp. "So fucking tight." That was accompanied by a single slap to my ass cheeks. Then he squeezed roughly. Three more slaps followed. Rest assured his palm would be marked there, but the vibration. Fuck—the sensation made me want to combust. "You deserve this," he hissed. “You sound so good, so fucking good, Sister." His words, crude as they
Chapter 82⟿❂⟾Sylvia⟿❂⟾“Oh—fuck!”My back arched off the bed as pleasure shot through me. My hands fisted in the sheets, then in his hair, unsure whether to pull him closer or push him away from the overwhelming sensation.Nikolai groaned against me, the vibration adding another layer to the pleasure building low in my abdomen. His hands gripped my thighs to hold them apart as he worked me with his mouth, alternating between broad strokes of his tongue and focused attention to the spot that made me see stars."Nikolai, please," I gasped, not even sure what I was begging for.He seemed to understand, though. He slipped one finger inside me, then another, curling them upward as his mouth continued its relentless attention. The dual sensation was too much—I shattered with a cry, my thighs closing involuntarily around his fingers as waves of pleasure exploded my senses.Before I could fully recover, Nikolai was moving up my body, shedding his underwear as he went. "I need to be inside
Chapter 81 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ I'd been sitting on the same plush sofa for over three hours, Fur's heavy head resting on my lap as I absently stroked behind his ears. The dog had been my only constant companion since we returned from the clinic. Luigi had barely spoken two words to me before disappearing into his makeshift workstation, hunched over his laptop with such intense focus that I hadn't dared interrupt. Whatever ‘a lot’ entailed had transformed the normally composed man into a bundle of tense energy. And Nikolai... he hadn't come home at all. "He said he'd be back yesterday," I whispered to Fur, who looked up at me with soulful eyes. "What do you think happened?" The dog whined softly, like he understood my concern. My arm still ached dully where the implant had been inserted, a small reality check to how thoroughly I'd committed to this new life. I'd chosen long-term contraception because I believed in a long-term future with Nikolai. The irony of that. Fur’s head
Chapter 80 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ Three seconds of freefall was all she had left. Three seconds between life and death. I lunged forward, firing twice more as I did. That was the only way to leave without taking a shot myself, taking down the biggest threat. One bullet caught the pockmarked bastard in the throat, the other missing Kaine as he scrambled for cover. The pockmarked man collapsed, gurgling blood onto the concrete floor. But I wasn't focused on him. I rushed to the window, my mind calculating possibilities in cold, rapid-fire succession. "Oren!" I roared into my comm. "South side! Deploy the net! NOW!" I'd planned for this. Not specifically this, but something like it. When you've been in this business as long as I have, you learn to anticipate the worst-case scenarios. Fifteen floors. Terminal velocity in approximately 3 seconds. From the roof of the building across the street, four of my men were already activating the pneumatic launchers. The high-tension ne
Chapter 79 ⟿❂⟾ Sylvia ⟿❂⟾ For some reason, I was very nervous today. Luigi had driven me here in relative silence, his eyes occasionally flicking to mine in the rearview mirror with an expression I couldn't quite read. Concern? Fear? Whatever it was, he kept it to himself. "I'll wait outside," Luigi said as we approached the entrance to the women's health clinic. "Nikolai instructed me to stay close, but..." he trailed off, clearly uncomfortable with the nature of my appointment. "It's fine," I assured him. "I shouldn't be long." The waiting room was half-full, women of various ages flipping through outdated magazines or staring at their phones. I approached the reception desk and gave my name in a low voice. "Ah, yes, Miss Sylvia," the receptionist said, typing something into her computer. "First time visit for contraceptive consultation, correct?" I nodded, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. This whole situation was weirdly embarrassing—discussing birth control options when I
Trigger Warning⚠️ Chapter 78 ⟿❂⟾ Nikolai ⟿❂⟾ Inside the building was a ghost town of half-demolished office spaces. Exposed wiring hung from the ceiling like dead vines. The floor was littered with construction debris, and plastic sheeting waved gently in the air from the building's struggling ventilation system. I moved silently up the stairs, with the tactical gear Russel provided making me practically invisible. The signal jammer was active in my pocket, blocking any remote detonations within range. My earpiece remained silent. I'd instructed Oren and his team to maintain radio silence unless absolutely necessary. According to thermal imaging, there should have been twelve bodies on this floor. So far, I'd counted none. Of course, I wasn’t expecting them to be completely stupid and let everything go according to my plan, so I knew something was off. The silence was too complete, the emptiness too perfect. I rounded a corner into what had once been a conference room and