LOGINLiora’s POVI was still on my knees, cheek resting lightly against his thigh, when Nikolai reached down and gently guided me up. His hands were firm but careful as he pulled me into his lap, settling me across his thighs so that I was facing him. The sudden closeness made my already flushed cheeks burn hotter. I could still taste him on my tongue, and the realization made me feel shy all over again.He cupped my face with both hands and kissed me softly slow, tender presses of his lips against mine that felt completely different from the heated urgency of earlier. There was no rush in the way he kissed me now. Just quiet affection. I melted into it, my hands resting against his chest as he continued the gentle exploration of my mouth.When he finally pulled back, a small, almost playful glint appeared in his eyes. Before I could say anything, his hand slid down and delivered a firm, unexpected spank to my backside. The sharp sting made me jump and let out a soft squeak of surprise
Nikolai’s POVI kept her wrapped around me as I carried her out of the bathroom, her legs locked tightly at my waist, her soft breasts still pressed against my chest. The short walk down the hallway to the main bedroom felt longer than it should have. Every step made her body shift against mine, and the lingering heat from the way I had just sucked and played with her only made my cock throb harder inside my pants.I pushed the bedroom door open with my shoulder and stepped inside. The soft lighting and the distant sound of the ocean through the open balcony doors created a quiet, private atmosphere. I was about to lower her onto the bed when her soft voice stopped me.“Wait,” she said, slightly breathless. “I have something for you.”I paused, still holding her. She looked up at me with a mix of shyness and determination that immediately caught my full attention. Slowly, I set her down on her feet. She took a small step back, smoothed her tiny skirt, and pointed toward the single
Nikolai’s POVAfter the last of the food was cleared away, a comfortable silence settled over the suite. I kept Liora close against my side on the wide sofa, one arm wrapped around her shoulders while the ocean breeze drifted in through the open balcony doors. Neither of us felt the need to fill the quiet. The simple peace of sitting together, full and unhurried, was enough. Her head rested lightly against my chest, and every now and then I pressed a soft kiss to her hair, content to simply exist in the same space with her.After a while she shifted and looked up at me with a small, almost shy smile.“I’ll be right back,” she said quietly. “I just want to quickly use the toilet.”Before I could answer, she leaned in and gave me a quick, sweet kiss on the lips. Then she slipped out of my arms and disappeared down the short hallway toward the bathroom. I watched her go, a faint smile still on my face, and leaned back against the sofa. The suite felt even quieter without her soft pre
Nikolai’s POVThe jet touched down smoothly just as the sky began to shift into soft evening colors. I glanced down at Liora, still curled against my chest, her breathing deep and even. She had fallen asleep not long after I brought her to that quiet, trembling release, and she had stayed that way for the rest of the flight - soft, trusting, completely at ease in my arms.I brushed a strand of hair from her face and pressed a light kiss to her forehead.“Baby,” I murmured. “We’re here.”She stirred slowly, eyes fluttering open with that hazy, sleepy look that always made something warm settle in my chest. For a second she seemed confused by the change in motion, then her gaze focused on me and a small, tired smile curved her lips.“We’re on the island?” she asked, voice still husky from sleep.“We are.” I helped her sit up carefully, keeping an arm around her waist as she stretched. “There’s a car waiting. I’ll take care of everything.”The private transfer was already in place when
Nikolai’s POVShe was trembling in my lap, soft and warm and already so responsive that every small sound she made went straight through me. I kept one arm firm around her waist, holding her steady while my other hand continued its slow work beneath the thin fabric of her dress. Her breast filled my palm perfectly. I squeezed gently, then more firmly, rolling her nipple between my fingers until another quiet, shaky moan slipped from her lips into mine.I kissed her deeper, swallowing the sound. My tongue stroked against hers in the same unhurried rhythm as my hand, tasting the way her breath hitched every time I pinched just a little harder. She pressed closer, her body restless, thighs shifting against mine. I could feel the heat of her even through our clothes.“Still being good for me?” I murmured against her mouth.She nodded weakly, eyes half-lidded, lips parted and already slightly swollen. “Trying…”I smiled and kissed her again, slower this time, while my hand left her brea
Liora’s POVThe jet had been in the air for nearly an hour when the cabin temperature seemed to drop. I had been leaning against Nikolai’s side, watching the soft clouds drift past the window, when a small shiver ran through me. The air felt cooler than before, and the thin fabric of my dress did little to keep the chill away.Nikolai noticed immediately. His hand, which had been resting lightly on my thigh, tightened just a little.“You’re cold,” he said quietly, voice low and attentive. He shifted slightly in his seat and looked at me. “Come here. Sit on my lap.”Heat rushed to my cheeks at once. Even after everything we had shared, the request still made me feel shy. I hesitated for a second, glancing toward the front of the cabin where the attendants remained discreetly out of sight, then slowly rose from my seat. He guided me with gentle hands until I was settled across his thighs, my side pressed against his chest. The moment I was there, he wrapped his arms around me and pul
Liora's POV Sunlight pierced the heavy velvet curtains like it had no right to be there. I hadn’t slept. Not really. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt that icy gray gaze dragging over my body in the study. The silk robe still lay draped over the chair where I’d dropped it last night, a silen
Liora's POV The black silk robe felt like a punishment.I tied the thin belt with shaking fingers, the fabric whispering against my bare skin. No bra. No panties. Nothing but this flimsy shield between me and whatever the Mafia King planned to do with me tonight.Ogura’s mocking video still echoe
Liora's POV The black SUV smelled like expensive leather and barely contained danger.I sat rigid in the back seat, Alora pressed so tightly against my side that I could feel her little heart racing. The video of Ogura mocking me still played on loop in my mind, his laughter, the other woman’s mo
Liora's POV The cheap bottle of wine felt heavy in my hand as I pushed open the apartment door. I had scraped together the last of my money for it — a pathetic little celebration after Ogura’s death. One night to toast freedom. One night to believe the bruises on my arms would finally fade and I







