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The Mafia King's Collateral I'm just happy
Liora’s POVThe moment the wheels touched down on familiar ground, my heart began racing with a beautiful mix of excitement and nerves. The island had felt like a dream — endless blue skies, soft kisses, and a version of Nikolai I’d fallen impossibly deeper in love with. But home meant Alora. It meant reality. And after everything we’d healed on that island, I was terrified and thrilled to see how our new light would hold up in the world that had tried so hard to break us.Nikolai’s hand never left mine during the drive back to the mansion. His thumb stroked slow, reassuring circles over my knuckles, and every few minutes he’d lift my hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss there like he needed the constant reminder that I was real.“You’re quiet,” he murmured, gray eyes searching my face in the dim interior of the armored SUV.“I’m just… happy,” I whispered, leaning my head on his shoulder. “And a little scared that the shadows will feel heavier after tasting so much sun.”He tilte
The Mafia King's Collateral Mine
Liora’s POVThe last morning on the island felt like a gentle sigh from the universe — soft golden light spilling through the curtains, the distant sound of waves whispering goodbye. I woke slowly to the heavenly aroma of fresh coffee and warm pastries, and the feeling of warm, reverent lips brushing across my forehead, my cheeks, the tip of my nose.“Wake up, moya koroleva,” Nikolai murmured, his deep voice wrapped around me like a blanket. “I couldn’t let our last day start without spoiling you one more time.”I opened my eyes to find our bedroom transformed into something out of a fairytale. Rose petals in soft pinks and creams were scattered across the sheets and floor. A beautiful rolling cart stood beside the bed, loaded with all my favorites — ripe strawberries glistening with dew, warm croissants, yogurt drizzled with golden honey, fresh fruit salad, and perfectly brewed coffee steaming in elegant cups.Nikolai sat propped against the headboard, shirtless and breathtaking, ho
The Mafia King's Collateral Just us honey
Liora’s POVWe decided to stay one extra day.The minor call from home had been handled efficiently the night before, and neither of us was ready to leave this bubble of sunlight and healing just yet. Nikolai had looked at me over breakfast, gray eyes soft with quiet longing, and simply said, “One more day. Just us.”I had kissed him in answer. One more day of freedom. One more day of falling impossibly deeper.The morning began with sunrise yoga on the wide terrace overlooking the sea. I had convinced him to try it with me, spreading two mats on the warm stone as the sky painted itself in soft pinks and golds. I moved through the gentle poses with ease, breathing in the salty air. Nikolai, however…“My strong, powerful king,” I teased, biting back laughter as he attempted downward dog and nearly toppled sideways. His powerful frame, all broad shoulders and corded muscle, looked comically out of place trying to balance. “You’re supposed to breathe, not grunt like you’re interrogatin
The Mafia King's Collateral You have my heart
Liora’s POVThe coastal town was a dream — narrow cobblestone streets lined with pastel-colored shops, colorful awnings fluttering in the sea breeze, and the distant sound of waves mixing with soft chatter. Nikolai had arranged everything discreetly: a private car, minimal security blending into the background, and a light disguise for us both simple sunglasses and casual clothes that somehow still made him look unfairly regal.I felt like a normal woman walking hand-in-hand with her husband, not the queen of a mafia empire. And Nikolai? He looked lighter, happier, stealing glances at me every few steps like he couldn’t believe this was real.“You’re spoiling me already,” I teased as we stepped into the first boutique, a charming little shop filled with flowing sundresses in every color imaginable.His gray eyes sparkled with mischief. “This is only the beginning, moya koroleva. Let me.”He spoiled me shamelessly.Dress after dress found its way into my arms — soft fabrics in shades
The Mafia King's Collateral You make me better
Liora’s POVThe rain had lightened to a gentle drizzle overnight, but the morning air still carried a cool dampness that clung to the villa. I woke to the sound of Nikolai coughing — a deep, rough sound that immediately pulled me from sleep. He was lying on his back, one arm thrown over his eyes, brow furrowed even in rest.I sat up quickly, pressing my hand to his forehead. Warm. Too warm.“Baby,” I whispered, worry threading through my chest. “You’re sick.”He cracked one gray eye open, trying to give me that signature smirk, but it came out weak. “Just a cold. The rain… nothing the Reaper can’t handle.”My heart squeezed. Seeing him — this powerful, unbreakable man — looking vulnerable and flushed made me ache. I hated it. After everything he’d done for us, I wanted to take care of him the way he always took care of me.“You stay right here,” I said firmly, kissing his temple. “No arguments. I’m making you soup.”He tried to protest, reaching for me, but another cough stopped him.
The Mafia King's Collateral You're impossible
Liora’s POVThe rain came down in steady, soothing sheets, wrapping the villa in a silver curtain that blurred the ocean view into something dreamy and distant. It was the kind of day that begged you to stay inside, wrapped in warmth and each other. I loved it.Nikolai and I stood barefoot in the open kitchen, morning light filtering weakly through the rain-streaked windows.I’d suggested we cook breakfast together—“something normal couples do”, and his eyes had lit up with that rare, boyish excitement I was becoming addicted to.“Normal,” he’d repeated, as if tasting the word. “I like the sound of that.”Now, I was chopping fresh fruit while he tackled vegetables with the intensity of someone clearing a bunker. I glanced over and had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. The mighty Pakhan, ruler of empires, was gripping the knife like it might fight back. His brow was furrowed in deep concentration, tongue poking slightly between his teeth.“Baby,” I teased softly, “it’s just pepper
The Mafia King's Collateral Not for a second
Liora's POVThe poison changed everything.I hadn’t slept. Not for a second.Alora was moved to a sealed room on the top floor with round-the-clock guards. I sat beside her bed like a ghost, watching every breath she took, terrified that someone inside these walls still wanted her dead.Nikolai loo
The Mafia King's Collateral I'll beg if I have to
Liora's POVAlora had finally cried herself to sleep in my arms.Her small body was still trembling slightly, even in rest. I held her tightly on the playroom couch, rocking her gently, my own tears falling silently onto her hair.Nikolai stood a few feet away, watching us. The powerful man looked
The Mafia King's Collateral Thought I lost you
Liora's POVThe mansion had never felt so empty.Nikolai was missing. Possibly dead. And I was standing in the middle of the war room with blood on my hands and fear in my heart.The remaining guards stared at me. Some with respect. Others with doubt. I was no longer just the collateral. I was the
The Mafia King's Collateral He's Missing
Liora's POVThe night smelled like gunpowder and goodbye.I stood in the foyer watching Nikolai prepare to leave. He looked every inch the Mafia King, black tactical gear, guns strapped to his body, that cold, lethal expression on his face. But his eyes… his eyes were different when they landed on
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