Mag-log inNikolai’s POV“—Ты лгала мне всю мою жизнь!” (—You lied to me my whole life!)My voice was enough to rattle the glass chandelier overhead. Rage burned through my chest and throat alike, but I let it consume me. I paced the length of her pristine parlor like a caged beast, completely ignoring the dull ache in my thighs.“Я спасала нам жизнь!” my mother shrieked back, switching to English seamlessly. “I did what I had to do! You sit on that throne because I kept my mouth shut, Nikolai! If Roman had known the truth, we would both be buried under the floorboards!”“So you sent your lover to put a bullet in my head?!” I roared, swinging around to point a finger directly at Ivan.Ivan didn't flinch, though his knuckles turned white where he held his splinted wrist against his chest. His jaw was clenched tight, trying hard not to react as he stood behind her like a loyal shadow.“Ivan was desperate!” Irina screamed, stepping between us, her hands flying in the air. “Ivanov gave him a choice!
Aiden’s POVI was barely able to sleep. The bombshell Nikolai’s mother had dropped two nights ago invaded my mind every time I closed my eyes, looping in a relentless cycle.‘Nikolai has a sister he never knew about. And she’s been kidnapped.’At first, I was entirely consumed by worry for him, not sure how he’d act. But it was safe to say Nikolai had found his own way of dealing with the news.By dealing with it, I mean he refused to acknowledge it at all.Even now, he was cheerfully eating breakfast, moving around the sunlit kitchen and acting as though the incident had never happened. I watched him from across the island, a heavy knot tightening in my stomach. I didn’t know whether to be scared or grateful that he wasn’t completely crashing out.Nikolai lifted a forkful of pancakes, completely unbothered, until he caught me watching him. He paused mid-motion, his dark eyes flickering up to meet mine.“Is there something on my face?” he asked, his tone light, almost teasing.I just
Nikolai’s POVThe silence after her scream was loud, and the adrenaline in my chest slowly turned cold.I didn’t blink. I could barely even breathe.“What did you just say?” My voice was low and deathly calm.My mother’s hand instantly clamped over her mouth, her eyes widening in sheer terror wishing she could pull the words back into her throat. She looked at me, then at Ivan, panic vibrating off her skin.I didn't want to look at her. I didn't want to look at him. My gaze swept the room, landing on the people standing by the doorway. My jaw clenched so tight the bone ached.“Everyone, get out.”“Nikolai, wait—” Ivan started, his fractured voice rising as he tried to shift his weight, instinctively putting himself between me and my mother.He was trying to shield her. It was insulting for him to even think that I would lay a hand on her so the protective gesture made a sickening wave of revulsion roll through my gut.“Viktor,” I cut Ivan off, my voice dropping an octave. “Get him out
Nikolai’s POV My eyes snapped open to the soft sound of snoring. Aiden was curled against my side, his face pressed into my shoulder and mouth slightly parted. His breathing was deep and even, a gentle rumble that should have felt weird, but didn’t. ‘That’s new,’ I thought, my lips curling despite myself. In all the months we’d been together, I’d never actually woken up to him snoring like this. He was completely at peace in my bed, and it did something weird to my chest. I wanted to pull him closer. Kiss his temple. Let myself believe, for one fucking second, that the world outside this room didn’t exist. But then a strange feeling hit me. An eerie, crawling sensation on the back of my neck. That feeling had kept me alive more times than I could count. I was being watched. I didn’t move. Not a twitch. My breathing stayed slow and steady, mimicking sleep. My right hand, hidden beneath the pillow, closed silently around the grip of the gun I'd made Viktor leave with me. Then I
Aiden’s POV I was losing my fucking mind. My thighs burned as I sank down again, taking every thick inch of Nikolai’s cock deep inside me. The stretch was brutal and overwhelming. A broken moan tore from my throat as my ass clenched around him, slick and hot from how long he’d already been fucking me. “Fuck… Nikolai,” I gasped, my head falling back. His hands gripped my hips like he owned me, his fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. Even shot up in both legs, pale and bandaged, he was still so fucking strong. He thrust up from the hospital bed, meeting every desperate roll of my hips, driving his bare cock so deep I could feel him in my stomach. “That’s it, pretty boy,” he growled filthily. “Ride that dick. Let me feel how greedy this tight little ass is for me.” I whimpered, shame and arousal twisting together as I obeyed. My hands braced on his chest, careful of the fading bruises on his shoulders, but I couldn’t stop moving. Couldn’t stop chasing the overwhelming fulln
Nikolai’s POV I rolled my eyes as the doctor moved the penlight across my vision for the third time. The rhythmic tapping of my fingers against the hospital mattress was the only thing keeping me from ripping the remaining sensors off my chest. “Are we done, Doc?” I snapped, my voice still rough from weeks of silence. Viktor, standing by the window, shot the doctor a weary, apologetic smile. The man didn’t seem offended. He simply clicked his pen and nodded calmly. “Yes. Your brain scans are clean. Whoever operated on you did excellent work. You’re remarkably lucky.” “Yeah, yeah. Thanks,” I scoffed, already shoving the thin blanket off my legs. I swung my feet over the side of the bed. The cold floor sent a sharp jolt up my injured limbs, but I welcomed it. It reminded me I was still alive. As I braced my hands to push upward, Viktor was at my side instantly. “Maybe you should take it easy, Nikolai. You were literally a corpse a month ago.” “No,” I growled, pushing his hand aw
Aiden's POV How the hell had it come to this? Mom who'd clawed her way back from the brink of addiction was back to square one?I don't know what could have happened. She seemed fine.We were in the hospital, waiting anxiously for a doctor.I glanced at Lily who sat at the side of the waiting room
Nikolai's POV Ashley leaned against the bar, her green eyes sparkling as she launched into her story. "So, there I was in Paris last month, negotiating this deal with some sleazy art dealer who thought he could scam me because I'm a woman. Can you believe it? He pulls out this fake painting—swear
Nikolai's POV I grip the steering wheel tighter as I pull the car into the driveway of the Bravta's compound—it's what I now call home, but really, it's more like a fortress.It's not warm or as full of love as my penthouse had been with Aiden and Lily.The gates swing open automatically, and I gl
I peeled off my white coat in the hospital's locker room, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead.My shift had dragged on way longer than expected—between Tyler's emergency surgery and catching up with Sean, it felt like I'd been in this damn hospital for a lifetime. I stuffed my coat into my loc







