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Chapter 85
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2026-10-29 05:11:03
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Nikolai's POV The mid-morning sun cut through the tall windows of the master suite, striking the heavy mahogany of my desk.A courier delivery sat in the center of the wood surface. It was a compact package wrapped in thick brown paper, stamped with official postal seals from Moscow. I slit the packing tape with a utility knife, folded back the heavy cardboard, and lifted a small, velvet-lined wooden case.Inside lay a hand-wrought silver baby rattle.The metal was polished to a brilliant mirror finish, gleaming in the morning light. The handle was shaped like twisted oak branches, and the sphere at the end was engraved with intricate, flawless floral patterns. It was solid, and crafted with meticulous precision, the kind of piece commissioned only from master silversmiths in the old districts of the capital.Beneath the rattle rested a small, folded card bearing Irina’s sharp, precise handwriting:‘For the newest member of the Volkov family. May they grow up with iron in their blo
The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet Chapter 97
Lena's POVThe chapel on the northern edge of the estate was a small, stone building half-hidden by tall oak trees.A week after our conversation in the garage, Nikolai and I stood inside its quiet interior. There were no syndicate bosses, no armed guards standing at the wooden pews, and no strategic posturing. The doors were shut against the world, and the autumn sunlight streamed through the high stained-glass windows, casting amber and blue light across the stone floor.An elderly, quiet pastor stood behind a simple wooden altar.Nikolai wore a plain black suit without his usual tactical holster. I wore a simple cream-colored dress, my hair hanging loose around my shoulders. There was no grand audience, no political delegations from Moscow or Berlin, and no media."Do you, Nikolai Volkov, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the pastor asked.Nikolai looked down at me, his dark eyes steady, warm, and entirely unshielded. "I do.""Do you, Lena Daniel, take this man to
The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet Chapter 96
Lena's POV The heavy garage bay doors were open to the pale October sunlight.We stood between the clean steel workbench and the hydraulic lift, the faint scent of engine oil and metal hanging in the air. The old wooden box containing his mother’s hand-knit blanket rested open on the table between us.Nikolai looked down at the blanket for a moment, his broad shoulders rising and falling in a deep breath. Then he turned his dark eyes back to mine."Lena," he said. His voice was low, stripped of every ounce of authority, command, and iron.I held his gaze, my hands resting on the edge of the metal bench."When I married you, it was a contract," Nikolai continued, his gaze steady and unfiltered. "A tactical arrangement to secure the southern docks and bind your family to mine. It was a dark bargain made in a room full of enemies."He reached across the space between us, taking my right hand in his. His calloused fingers wrapped firmly around mine."I am asking you now, in the light, st
The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet Chapter 95
Nikolai's POV The seventh morning did not bring rain.The grey ceiling over the city parted just enough for pale, slantwise sunlight to hit the slate roof of the estate. I sat on the edge of the master bed for an hour after the sun rose, staring at the empty pillow on the other side. My boots were unlaced. The coffee on the nightstand grew cold in its porcelain cup.Today was the final day of the week.I stood up, walked to the far corner of the dressing room, and unlocked the heavy iron safe built into the back of the walk-in wardrobe. Inside, beneath a stack of old syndicate ledgers and bearer bonds, sat a flat, unpainted wooden box held together by brass corners.I picked it up. It had no locks.I walked out of the master suite, down the grand staircase, and through the side exit of the manor. The morning air was sharp, smelling of wet asphalt and pine needles. I crossed the cobblestone courtyard, ignoring the guards who stood at attention by the gates, and walked straight down
The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet Chapter 94
Nikolai's POVThe chair in my office was too hard, or perhaps my back had simply grown unaccustomed to sitting alone through the night.I stared down at the shipping manifest on my desk. The ink lines blurred together into black smears against white paper. Outside the tall, reinforced windows of the second-floor study, the sky remained a flat, unbroken sheet of grey rain. Six days. One hundred and forty-four hours since Lena had placed her pillow on the arm of the guest room sofa and closed the heavy walnut door behind her.The morning routine had broken on the seventh morning of October, and it had not been repaired since.Down in the formal dining hall, the long mahogany table was quiet. I sat at the head, pouring my own black coffee from the silver pot because the space across from me remained empty. Lena no longer sat there in her oversized sweater, buttering toast and asking about the morning transport reports. She ate earlier, or she ate in the kitchen with Natasha, or she s
The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet Chapter 93
Lena's POV The fire in the master suite fireplace crackled softly, casting long, amber shadows across the dark hardwood floor.Outside, the autumn wind whipped against the heavy glass of the balcony doors. Inside, the room was warm, but a sudden, sharp cold filled the space between us.I stood near the edge of the oversized bed, looking at Nikolai. He sat on the edge of the mattress, his broad shoulders slightly hunched, staring into the open flames. We had spent the evening talking in quiet whispers about the cemetery, about his mother, about the unmarked stone we had left behind in the dirt. The grief had opened a door between us, and in that vulnerability, I had spoken the truth that had been growing in my heart for months."I want to have a child," I said.The words were plain. There was no hesitation in my voice.Nikolai froze.The stillness that overtook him was absolute. He did not look up. He did not blink. For several long seconds, the only sound in the room was the crackl
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