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Chapter 27

作者: Krystal Alex
last update 公開日: 2026-07-22 17:42:44

Lena's POV

That night, when sleep finally claimed my exhausted body, it brought no peace. Instead, my mind dragged me down into a dark, suffocating dream.

In the dream, Nikolai was completely unhinged.

The cold, calculated restraint he always weaponized against me was entirely gone. He touched me with a desperate, wild possessiveness, his hands heavy and bruising as he pinned me down, demanding everything I had to give.

“Fuck, spread your
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  • The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet    Chapter 27

    Lena's POV That night, when sleep finally claimed my exhausted body, it brought no peace. Instead, my mind dragged me down into a dark, suffocating dream. In the dream, Nikolai was completely unhinged. The cold, calculated restraint he always weaponized against me was entirely gone. He touched me with a desperate, wild possessiveness, his hands heavy and bruising as he pinned me down, demanding everything I had to give. “Fuck, spread your legs wider, Chica Bella,” he commanded, pushing my legs apart as he stepped between them. His hand slid from my stomach to my breast and he fondled it before moving to choke me. “Nikolai!” I gasped out when he suddenly thrust inside of me. It was harsh, ruthless and everything that he was. So powerful that my head rolled back with the force and my body glid across the bed. He didn't slow down to let me adjust, instead he fastened his speed until my sobs and cries became chop

  • The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet    Chapter 26

    Lena's POV I shook my head against the cold marble countertop, the movement causing the razor-sharp edge of the blade to graze my cheek. "No," I breathed, my voice barely a whisper, a desperate plea cutting through the thick darkness of the kitchen. "I’m not sure, Nikolai. I don't know."His gaze didn’t waver, but the terrifying hardness in his eyes softened just a fraction. He leaned down, bypassing my lips entirely to press a warm, lingering kiss against the pulsing vein of my neck. The contrast of his burning skin against the freezing metal of the knife still biting into my cheek made my breath hitch."Trust me, Lena," he murmured against my skin, his voice a low, seductive vibration that rattled my ribcage. "Just trust me.""It’s not particularly easy to trust you," I gasped out, my hands tightening on the edges of the marble counter until my knuckles turned stark white. "Not after what you told me a few days ago in the garage. Not after how you've treated me... like a prisoner.

  • The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet    Chapter 25

    Lena's POV I tried to twist away, my hands pushing hard against his broad chest, but Nikolai didn’t slide the steel back. Instead, his fingers tightened on the hilt of the knife, and he began to rub the cold, heavy handle against me through the thin silk of my nightgown.A sharp, electric wave of pleasure shot straight up my spine, so intense it made my toes curl. My breath left me in a ragged gasp. I tried to claw my way out of the fog, forcing myself to focus on the utter abnormality of the situation. We were in a dark kitchen, and my husband was holding a weapon between my legs."Nikolai," I whispered, my voice shaking as I gripped his forearms. "What… what are you doing?"He didn’t answer right away. He stopped the slow, torturous movement of the handle, leaving the freezing steel pressed firmly against me. The silence of the kitchen rushed back, heavy and suffocating. Slowly, he reached up with hi

  • The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet    Chapter 24

    Lena's POV My breath hitched in my throat as his fingers tightened around my wrist, the heat of his palm a stark contrast to the cold drafts of the kitchen. The darkness surrounding us felt heavy, pressing in on all sides, leaving only the sound of our breathing."I wasn't hiding," I whispered, the lie tasting like ash on my tongue. My voice sounded small, trembling in a way I hated. "I was only trying to be alone."A low, dark chuckle rumbled in Nikolai’s chest. The sound was quiet, almost intimate, but it carried a sharp edge that made my skin prickle."Alone," he repeated, his grip on my wrist shifting as his fingers traced the sensitive skin of my inner arm. "You've been locked in that room for days, Lena. We both know you were trying to avoid me. And I let you do it." He stepped closer, the heat of his chest pressing against my knuckles. "Not because I cared, but because I have been too busy fixing the absolute mess

  • The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet    Chapter 23

    Lena's POV I spent the rest of that endless day pressed against the headboard of the bed, my knees pulled to my chest, staring at the locked door. The echo of Nikolai’s voice still vibrated in the quiet room, a chilling reminder of the boundary lines he had drawn in the dust of that underground garage. ‘Only in your death.’ He had meant every single word.The shadows in the room lengthened as the afternoon sun finally dipped below the horizon, plunging the space into a cold, dim gray. Just as the grandfather clock in the hallway chimed seven times, a heavy, polite knock sounded on the oak door.I stiffened, my muscles locking in preparation for a fight.Mrs. Volkov," a guard’s muffled voice called out through the thick wood. "Dinner is ready. Viktorovich is waiting for you in the dining room."I didn't answer. I held my breath, staring at the brass handle, terrified that it might start to turn. The thou

  • The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet    Chapter 22

    Lena's POV I placed my palms flat against Nikolai’s chest and shoved with all the strength left in my bruised body, desperate to break free from the suffocating trap between his hips and the motorcycle. But he didn't budge. Instead, his grip on my waist tightened like iron clamps, pinning me down against the leather seat."Are you running away again?" he demanded.The low, smooth gravel of his voice was gone, replaced by a raw, vibrating anger that made the hairs on my arms stand up. I trembled beneath his hands, a sudden wave of genuine fear paralyzing my throat. I shook my head rapidly, trying to deny it, but my wide, panicked eyes gave me away.Nikolai wasn't satisfied. He leaned down, his massive frame completely eclipsing the dim light of the underground garage, until his lips brushed against the shell of my ear."Were you planning to use this bike to escape me, Lena?" he murmured against my skin, his breath hot and r

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