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Thank you for choosing Nikolaiโs Tainted Nun. This is the third installment of the Region Mafia Men series, but donโt worryโthis book is a standalone. You can dive in without having to read Books 1 and 2, as each installment explores a different couple, plot, and setting. However, if youโd like to learn more about some recurring characters, like Russel, Vincenzo, and their wives, feel free to check out the first two installmentsโtheyโre standalone books as well. ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ฃ ๐ก๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ข๐ฃ Love, if you enjoy this book, please drop a comment on each chapter to share your thoughts. Your feedback means the world to me. As a way of supporting me, donโt forget to vote for the book and leave a 5-star rating on the front page. Your support makes all the difference! ๐ฆ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ I must warn youโthis is a dark romance. As the name suggests, this book explores intense themes, some of which may challenge your morals or comfort zone. If youโre up for the ride, buckle up, relax, and enjoy. But, as Nikolai would say, โIf it gets too much, darling, all you need to do is communicate.โ Leave a comment to let me know how a particular scene made you feel, and Iโll take your feedback to heart for future chapters. Now, thereโs plenty of drama in this book, and Iโm not one to leave loose ends. Writing is my passion, so I take my time to craft each chapter. ๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ข๐ I promise you at least one chapter a day (sometimes two, depending on my schedule), so you never have to worry about delays. If youโve read this far, get ready to enjoy the sinful ride, love. And never forget, communicate how I make you feel! For exclusive informations, video clips and contents about my books, find me on I. n. s. t. a. g. r. a. m @authorcommy. Happy reading, Commy Vic. ๐Chapter 3 โฟโโพ Nikolai โฟโโพ The rain had slowed by the time I made it home, but the cold clung to my skin like an unwelcome memory. Drenched, I peeled off my coat and tossed it onto the armchair near the window, watching as water pooled around its edges. The housekeeper was going to lose her shit over this. The place was dead quiet, except for the occasional snort from Fur, my dog, or rather, my freeloading furry roommate. He wasnโt a watchdog; he was a sleep-dog. The lazy bastard would only move if food or belly rubs were involved. Iโd dragged his ass here because, frankly, I didnโt trust the housekeeper at the main house. That woman would probably โaccidentallyโ feed him antifreeze and claim it was Gatorade. I looked over at him, sprawled on the couch like some sort of aristocrat. โYouโre not even a real dog, are you? I bet if someone broke in, youโd hand them the good silver and wag your tail on their way out.โ He snorted again. I sighed. This place wasnโt much,
Chapter 4โฟโโพSylviaโฟโโพIf thereโs one thing Iโve never quite nailed, itโs the art of playing a demure, well-mannered nun in the making. I think a perfect term for Sister Sylvia would be bold disaster, rather than the conventional bashful duchess aura everyone wears around here. That must be why Sister Agnes never liked me, and perhaps why Mother Beatrice watches me like a hawk.Either that, or the fact that I showed up in her shelter like Jane Doe one rainy night, shivering like a hooker in church, wide-eyed and bleeding, with no memory of my own name. Who wouldnโt find that suspicious? Certainly not Agnes.โWe need to call the gentleman.โI folded my arms tightly and stared at Mother Beatrice like she had just suggested we start laundering money for the mafia. For someone who had spent years drilling discipline into people, she had an unsettling way of being too trusting.โRespectfully, I think thatโs a terrible idea,โ I said, keeping my voice as steady as possible. โI understand
Chapter 5 โฟโโพ Nikolai โฟโโพ It was 38 minutes past 5p.m and she hadnโt called. I was checking my fucking watch like a fool. I leaned against the open door of the black SUV, my gaze flicking from the warehouse to the men inside. This deal should have been wrapped by now, but everything about tonight felt slower than usual, maybe because I wasnโt in the mood for patience. Luigi stood to my left, flicking his lighter open and closed, the metallic snick echoing between us grated so hard on my fucking nerves. Manuel stood a few feet away, cigarette dangling from his lips as he muttered something to another guy beside him. Across from them, our โbusiness partnersโ for the evening, Bruno Santini and his men were huddled around the crates, whispering like schoolgirls. Santini was short, greasy, and about as trustworthy as a snake in a crib. His boys were restless as a virgin on her wedding night, their fingers twitching toward their weapons every few minutes. I didnโt trust
Chapter 6 โฟโโพ Sylvia โฟโโพ He didnโt leave a card. No address. No way to reach him. For a man who seemed to have all the answers in the palm of his hands, Nikolai had simply disappeared like a ghost, leaving me to stew in my own desperation. And I was desperate. We all were. Mother Beatrice did her best, pleading with the parishioners to keep the shelter open, but for an NGO housing only women and children, generating no revenueโthere was only so much the church could do. The shelter was shutting down. There was no denying it anymore. We were quite literally out of options. โFather Andrew would have known what to do,โ Iโd heard the Sisters whisper this morning, voices low but edged with frustration. For the three days it took me to arrive at this terrible decision, I felt absolutely miserable. Because there was something I could do. And that truth felt like a noose tightening around my throat. Agnes had made sure everyone knew. โA certain man is willing to help us, but can yo
Chapter 7โฟโโพSylviaโฟโโพTwo hours.That was how long I sat there, curled up on the broken, hard wooden pew, shivering, waiting for a man who was never going to show up.Somewhere between the cold seeping into my bones and the gnawing ache in my chest, Iโd started crying without even realizing it. Silent, stupid tears that I wiped away angrily, but they just kept falling, carving hot trails down my cheeks.I didnโt even know why.Maybe it was the exhaustion. Maybe it was the helplessness clawing at my insides.Or maybe it was the terrifying realization that I might have just raised everyoneโs hopes for nothing.Because what if it wasnโt Nikolai?What if the anonymous donor who had promised to help the shelter wasnโt him at all?What if I had made them believe, led them on, promised them, that someone powerful was going to step in and save us, only for it to all be a big fat lie?What if Mother Beatrice had looked at me with those hopeful eyes, had prayed over us, believing that help h
Chapter 8 โฟโโพ Nikolai โฟโโพ A nun that reads erotica. Erotic romance novels, to be precise. Why do I find that so fucking spicy? I let my thumb skim over the pages, my gaze flicking between the words and the trembling woman standing by the door, her cheeks flushed, her lips parted in outrage, and her eyes burning with a mix of humiliation and fury. Oh, she was pissed. It shouldโve amused me more than it did, but the fire in her eyes barely distracted me from the fact that she was soaked, shivering, andโfuck meโshe had been crying. Crying. The knowledge made something in my chest tighten in a way I didnโt like. I had been sitting here for the past two hours, waiting, my patience thinning, my mind wandering to places it had no business going. At first, I was mildly annoyed. She was late. A minor offense. Then an hour passed, and I started to wonder. Another thirty minutes, and irritation settled deep in my ribs. Another thirty, and my thoughts turned dark. Has she been out
Chapter 9 โฟโโพ Sylvia โฟโโพ I should have told him then. That I was going to accept his offer. But Nikolai wasnโt giving me the chance. He was watching me like I was a snag in his perfect world that he needed to unwrap, one he needed to snatch. And whatever was in his eyes was pulling me in, making me forget why Iโd gone out to look for him in the first place. Or anything at all. A slow, steady ache throbbed between my thighs, the heat spreading, my body betraying me in ways I refused to acknowledge. My nipples pebbled against the thin fabric of my dress, and God! The friction made the throb between my legs worse. I crossed my arms to hide it, but it was pointless. He had already noticed. His smirk was slow, so amused. โAll this, and youโre going to waste it on a guy named Jesus?โ My head snapped up so fast I nearly gave myself whiplash. โHeโs not just a guy,โ I bit out. โHeโs the Messiah.โ He nodded lazily, like I had just explained that water is wet. โYeah, I
Chapter 10 โฟโโพ Sylvia โฟโโพ The first thing I noticed was the light. Blinding. Violent. It stabbed me directly in the face like a mystic celestial interrogation lamp, forcing a pathetic groan from my lips. The second thing I noticed was the headache. It kind of felt like tiny construction workers were jackhammering away inside my skull. Not once, not twice, but repeatedly, just for fun. A dull ringing filled my ears, making everything else sound distant, like I was underwater. I tried to stretch, but my limbs felt like lead, my thoughts moved slower than a church service on a hot Sunday afternoon, and worst of allโmy mouth was drier than the Sahara. Something was wrong. I turned over, intending to bury my face into my pillow, whenโฆwait. Tucked. Under. The. Sheets. I never tucked myself in. Ever. In fact, I usually just collapsed onto my bed like a crime scene victim and let sleep do the rest. Panic started to creep in, slow and unsettling, like a spider crawling up the
Chapter 83โฟโโพSylviaโฟโโพNikolai 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. โOh, Godโit hurts so fuckingโฆ!โHis 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. Fuckโthe sensation made me want to combust."You deserve this," he hissed. โYou sound so good, so fucking good, Sister."His words, crude as they were, only heightened m
Chapter 82โฟโโพSylviaโฟโโพโOhโfuck!โMy 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 muchโI 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 81โฟโโพSylviaโฟโโพI'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 โa lotโ 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. Furโs head suddenly l
Chapter 80โฟโโพNikolaiโฟโโพThree 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 net shot outward from
Chapter 79โฟโโพSylviaโฟโโพFor 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 embarrassingโdiscussing birth control options when I was supp
Trigger Warningโ ๏ธ Chapter 78โฟโโพNikolaiโฟโโพInside 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 wasnโt 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 froze.A
Chapter 77โฟโโพNikolaiโฟโโพThe kid looked up, and her eyes widened at the sight of me. There was surprise there, certainly, but not the relief I would expect from a child who had called me in terror just hours before."Mr. Gianni?" she said, her voice small but steady.I studied her carefully. No visible signs of distress or injury. Her hair was neatly braided, her clothes clean. She looked exactly like a child who had been sitting quietly, reading."Hello, Maeve," I said gently. "How are you?"She glanced at Mother Beatrice, then back to me. "I'm fine. Just doing my readings.""She has quite a bit of scripture to review," Mother Beatrice interjected. "Part of her penance."I crouched down to Maeve's eye level. "I got a call from you this morning. You sounded frightened."The girl's brow furrowed in what appeared to be genuine confusion. "I didn't call you, Mr. Gianni.""You can talk to me, Kid. Alright?"She shook her head. "We're not allowed phones here."I reached into my pocket a
Chapter 76โฟโโพNikolaiโฟโโพ"Too late. Your dog is as demanding as you are.โ Sylvia's text lit up my phone as I boarded the private jet.I stared at the message for a moment, fingers hovering over the keyboard. Every instinct told me to call her, to hear her voice. But if I did, she would hear something in mineโthe fury, and I couldn't risk that. "She knows quality when she sees it." I typed back, keeping it brief and playful. โLike her master."She must have slept off after that. As the jet prepared for takeoff, I leaned my head back against the leather seat and closed my eyes. I replayed the last call with my latest enemy in my mind. His stupid cruel voice and the sound of Maeve in the background. The small, frightened whimper that told me she was alive. How the fuck could anyone be so cruel as to scare a kid that like that?I could have gone straight to Manhattan. That was what they expected. Me rushing blindly toward the coordinates they would inevitably send, walking right into
Chapter 75โฟโโพSylviaโฟโโพMrs. Alvarez turned out to be a godsend. By early afternoon, we'd ordered enough essentials to get me through a weekโsimple tops, two pairs of jeans, underwear, toiletries, and a pair of comfortable shoes. She didn't even blink when I gave her Nikolai's credit card information that I'd memorized from watching him use it."Mr. Gianni would have my head if I let his guest go without necessities," she said matter-of-factly when I expressed concern about the cost.We spent the day cooking, with Mrs. Alvarez sharing stories about her familyโthree grown children and five grandchildrenโwhile carefully avoiding any mention of Nikolai beyond basic household preferences. Professional discretion, I realized. She knew her boundaries.As evening approached, she packaged half the lasagna in containers for the freezer."Luigi prefers protein shakes and grilled chicken," she explained. "But you should have proper food. Just heat this at 350 for twenty minutes when you're h