Chapter Twelve:

Dominique.

The room was too comfortable for a place where I was being held against my will. I sat on the bed looking out the window. Only one thing on my mind.

Escaping.

But how? I don't think I would even be able to step out of this room. So how would I escape?

I was so deep in thought that I didn't hear the room door open. I thought it was Roman coming to check on me but then that familiar scent hit me.

I turned.

Nikolai stood in the doorway.

He was dressed entirely in black. A fitted shirt beneath a long black coat, dark trousers, and polished boots. The top buttons of his shirt were undone, exposing the faint line of his collarbone. His dark hair was slightly disheveled, a few strands falling across his forehead as though he hadn't bothered fixing it.

There was something different about him.

He looked exhausted.

Not weak. Never weak.

Just... worn around the edges.

And somehow, that only made him more attractive.

The scar cutting across his left eye made his face look harsher than I remembered, but it did nothing to take away from the sharpness of his features. If anything, it made him look even more dangerous.

I hated that I noticed.

I hated that some part of me still noticed everything about him.

Nikolai said nothing.

He simply walked into the room.

My body stiffened as he crossed the floor and went straight to the vanity chair.

He pulled it out, turned it around, and sat down facing me.

Now we were looking directly at each other.

His elbows rested casually on the arms of the chair as his eyes remained fixed on mine.

I swallowed.

“What do you want?”

" Suck my cock. " He said.

" You must be kidding " I laughed in disbelief. I waited for a few seconds and saw a hard look on his face.

" Wait. You're actually not kidding. " I said.

" I won't say it again. " Nikolai said.

" You're crazy if you think I'm actually going to do that. Go get yourself another person. "

Nikolai slowly reached into the inner pocket of his coat and pulled out a pistol. He aimed it at me.

" Are you freaking kidding me, right now? " I said. " Put the gun down and get out of here. "

Looking straight at me, Nikolai cocked the gun. There was something about his eyes that seemed to put me on the edge. Before I could say anything, his finger pressed down on the trigger and the bullet shot out. I flinched. The bullet hadn't hit me. It was embedded in the wall right above my head. This was like the third time Nikolai had tried to kill me since he came back. If I kept angering him he'd definitely shoot me for real.

" The next one goes for your head. " He said calmly. " Now get on your knees and crawl to me. "

I slowly slid off the bed, my knees hitting the cold, hard tiles. I carefully crawled towards him. When I got closer, he got up and placed the gun on the table. I stopped right in front of him, still on my knees. My head was at the same level of his pants. I unbuckled his belt with shaky hands and pulled them down. I could now clearly see the bulge of his arousal through his briefs. I pulled his briefs next and his hard cock sprang out. It was big, thick and veiny. Just like I remembered. The only difference was that he now had a piercing on it.

Shit! Was it really four years ago?? The memories of all the fun time I had with this cock came rushing back. I felt my own cock shamelessly get hard. I held it with one hand and opened my mouth wide to accommodate him. I began moving my head at a slow pace. I wrapped my second hand around it and stroked in unison with my head motion. I felt him shiver as he held the chair for support. I felt like I was in control for a while. Licking, stroking and sucking however I pleased until Nikolai grabbed my head with force and began thrusting violently. His balls were slapping against my mouth and his cock was repeatedly hitting the back of my throat making me gag. I gripped his thighs, digging my sharp nails into his skin hoping that the pain would stop him. But it somehow seemed to excite him even more because he increased the pace. The wet sounds seemed to echo in the room.

Tears were streaming down my face and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I was so close to passing out when Nikolai let out a loud groan and came down my throat. I tried to pull back but he held my head in place and made sure he had drained every last of cum into my throat before he pushed my head away. I fell backwards, coughing and gasping for air.

" I fucking hate you. " I whispered.

" It goes both ways, Pet. " Nikolai said pulling his briefs up.

He calmly buttoned his pants and buckled his belt.

" Is Douglas alive? " I asked.

" Mentioning another man right after such an experience should be a sin. " Nikolai said.

" I want to know if Douglas is alive. " I raised my voice.

" If you keep mentioning his name he probably won't be. " Nikolai said.

I glared at him as he began heading to the door.

" And where are you keeping my mom and brother. Have you killed them? "

" Maybe. "

" If you touch them Nikolai, I swear I'll rip you apart with my bare hands. "

" Brave words, Zaika. " He chuckled. " Your mother owes me. I wouldn't kill her that easily. But after I get what I want she's definitely not going to live. "

" I'm warning you, Nikolai. "

He didn't say anything and continued walking towards the door. I wanted to strangle him but he was almost four times my weight. My eyes caught sight of the gun on the table and without thinking and grabbed it and shot blindly at him.

The gunshots must have woken up the whole house cause soon the door was busted open. About ten to fifteen men including Roman and Dmitri rushed into the room. Dmitri held a fallen Nikolai and the rest charged towards me.

I laid on the floor as the punches came raining down on me. I used my arms to shield my face. No way I was letting them ruin my face. My head was ringing and my still painful ribs began throbbing due to the impact of their blows.

" Enough! " Nikolai's voice rang out.