ログインNikolaiI don’t know what I was thinking, falling for such a sick and disgusting person like him.I loathe his whole existence.In fact, his existence in my basement should be an abomination itself.Pushing my hair backward, I sighed heavily, inhaling another smoke, which stung the back of my throat.“What the fuck are you looking at, huh?” I snapped angrily at Clinton.It had been days since my father freed me, which was still a shocker. The bastard had actually allowed me to walk out of that place alive in the first place.But he did anyway, and I already had a feeling that in exchange for my freedom, he would make me do something outrageous.Back to the two pairs of eyes that refused to fuck off me.Jeremy wasn’t even trying to hide his gaze as he calmly took a drag from the cigar and then spoke.“What exactly do you plan on doing with him, Niko? You can’t possibly have him locked in your basement forever.”“I can fucking do whatever the fuck I want, Jeremy, so fuck off.”And it ha
Nikolai The heavy metal door slammed shut with a deafening, echoing boom. The sharp click of the lock turning signaled that my father had finally left, taking his guards and his suffocating presence with him. The basement plunged right back into a suffocating, freezing darkness. The manic smile that had been plastered on my face instantly vanished, leaving my features completely cold and empty. The act was over. I slowly let go of his neck, letting Nathaniel slump hard against the iron pipe. He gasped for air, coughing violently as he clutched his bruised throat, his whole body shaking like a leaf. I didn’t offer a hand. I didn’t feel a single drop of pity. Dropping back down to my knees right in front of him, I roughly grabbed his face, my bloody fingers digging deep into his jawline, forcing him to look straight at me. “Look at me, Nathaniel,” I whispered, my voice sounding totally dead, devoid of any of the warmth he used to play with. His glasses were still gone, his beaut
NathanielMy heart pummeled into my throat as more tears crashed from my eyes.“Nikolai…..” I choked out.His eyes were on me, completely psychotic. “Why! Why! Why! Why!!” Continuously, he punched the wall, causing blood to slip through his knuckles.He punched the wall again.The sound of his flesh splitting against the brick echoed in the suffocating silence of the basement. He didn’t care. He didn’t even blink.“Why, Nathaniel?! Why?!”He lunged at me again, his hands wrapping around the collar of my shirt, twisting the fabric so tightly against my throat that it cut off my breath. He slammed me back hard against the iron pipe, the metal clanking violently against the stone wall.His face was inches from mine. His breath was hot, ragged, and smelled like blood.The boy who used to look at me like I was his entire universe was gone. In his place was a monster with completely wild, unhinged eyes, his pupils dilated with a terrifying, manic rage.“I loved you!” he screamed, his voice
NikolaiIt wasn’t a dream.He was real.My baby was actually real and he was in my arms.Right now, I didn’t dare think of the logic, or the consequences, or how it was even possible for him to be here currently.Feeling his long fingers weave through my hair brought such a nice satisfaction to my chest that it almost eased every single physical pain.Curling up on the cold floor, I snuggled up against his body, feeling his powerful heartbeat as his warmth spread through my body.And I just couldn’t stop.Pulling him even closer, burying my head further into his chest.Silence swallowed us whole, except for our ragged breathing.“Nikolai…..” my baby called softly, making me hum.His hand brushing against my hair didn’t stop.“You’re not going to ask me anything?”I shook my head. “No.”And his sharp exhale resonated.“Really?”Shifting slightly, I pulled my head upward, and our gazes locked with intensity and also something hollow, which I refused to name.Even through the dark, hazy
NathanielAnd just when I thought he would choke me to death, a feminine voice sounded.“Back off, Jeremy.”From my blurry vision, I saw Anya walking in.The suffocating pressure around my windpipe suddenly vanished. Jeremy let go of my throat, shoving me back hard against the concrete wall as I gasped for air, coughing violently.The chains rattled loudly as I slumped against the iron pipe, my chest heaving as the oxygen finally rushed back into my lungs.I blinked through the heavy blur, trying to focus on the shadow standing near the doorway.Anya?What the fuck does she want now?She walked into the dim light of the basement, her expression completely unreadable.It felt almost like she had completely turned into someone else.“What the fuck are you doing here, Anya?” Jeremy spat, wiping my blood off his knuckles onto his jeans. “Shouldn’t you be somewhere spending your father’s money and celebrating the fact that you’re no longer going to marry Nikolai?”And almost…For a second
NikolaiI think I must have died.Which would have been way better.Every single breath felt like absolute torture, like my lungs were filling up with broken glass.My left shoulder was a completely mangled mess, the raw, burning pain from that white-hot iron rod still searing deep into my bones. I was slumped sideways against the freezing concrete floor, barely able to open my one good eye.A thick puddle of my own blood was cooling right under my cheek, sticky and disgusting.I couldn’t move.I couldn’t even fucking think straight anymore.Clack. Clack. Clack.The heavy sound of the basement door echoed through the darkness, cutting through the ringing in my ears.Slow, steady footsteps started coming down the stairs.I didn’t even bother to lift my head. Let my piece-of-shit father come back and finish me off. Honestly, I didn’t give a fuck anymore.“Look at you. Pathetic.”The voice didn’t belong to my father.Slowly, with a brutal amount of effort, I forced my swollen eyelid open
Nathaniel My chest hurts a lot. Or it was due to the fact that I couldn’t. My throat feels incredibly heavy. “Baby…” Nikolai softly called out. Traces of blood hung on his lips. Through my blurry vision, I just stared at him as Anya helped him up and he slowly limped towards me. “Baby…” he re
NikolaiI think the world stopped.Or probably my brain malfunctioned at that second.“Who the fuck is the boy, Nikolai? That you’re running around town with? Ruining my reputation!” My father’s voice thundered.And before I could even open my mouth, another wave of pain shot through my face.He pu
NikolaiFather?What the fuck is he doing here?Okay, I might not have thought through the loophole of my father showing up unannounced.I swallowed hard, keeping still as the knocking turned heavy and relentless.Immediately, my gaze snapped to the sleeping Nathaniel on the couch.No.Not sleeping
NikolaiI ran my fingers through his hair, listening to his soft snoring.It wasn’t until 5 AM before I finally allowed him to sleep, trying every style we could possibly think of.My baby enjoyed every bit of it so much that he began pleading that it was enough.Of course, I didn’t stop.And I cou







