บททั้งหมดของ Russian Mob Kingpin’s Doll: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

[Erin]It's been hours now that I've been dancing nonstop. My feet hurt, and heavy nausea struck my head. My stomach is threatening to retch again, but I keep swallowing the sour acid surging up my throat. The mixed-up scent of perfumes filling my nostrils exacerbates the horrible sensation inside me. One last spin, and the song finally ended. Me and my dance partner, whose name I didn't have the pleasure of knowing, or maybe he might have mentioned it, but I'm too far gone in my haze to even catch it. We both moved back a few paces and curtsied to separate ourselves from one another.Before anyone could ask for my hand to dance again, I feel like my ankles swell, and if I'm not going to give it a rest, I don't think I could walk for a week.I hurried to the less crowded part of the ballroom and hid behind the large pillar. There was a single stool in there, and I quickly dumped my butt in it. Sighing out in relief as the pressure on my feet suddenly released. How on earth could the

[Erin]“Aren’t you supposed to be dancing?” My grandfather approached me while holding a glass of wine between his fingers as he made his way around to my side. He gave it a little stir before taking a swig, and then he questioned me immediately afterward. “Are you enjoying your night, cara?”I tried my best not to let any signs of anxiety show on my face as I gave him a warm grin and enthusiastic nod in response to what he said. “Of course, Pa. This night is wonderful. I just have to give my feet a rest. They’re swelling.”I pointed to my feet though they were covered behind my billowing gown. Pa seemed to understand what I meant. Surely, he must have seen me a while ago dancing nonstop, each with different men. “Oh, do you want me to call a medic to check your feet?” His brows dipped in concern, and he lifted his hand to brush the locks away from my face. “No, no.” I quickly dismiss the idea and let out a nervous laugh. My gaze veered over the crowd, looking for a man in a royal b

[Erin]That was enough encouragement for him. He lifted one hand to my face and kissed the tip of my nose before he climbed out of his vehicle and assisted me afterward.I was greeted by the raucous noise of crashing waves as well as the brisk surge of cold sea breeze. The tip of my heels immediately sinks into the sand. Nikolai noticed my sudden discomfort and kneeled down, taking my heels off my feet, quickly massaging the balls on my ankles for a moment. I close my eyes for a moment, unconsciously moaning as the strain on my feet faded. Then Nikolai stood and ushered me in front of his car. We were suddenly bathed with the warm light of his car, providing us enough illumination to see what was ahead of us, and it was the endless stretch of the ocean lapping its waves to the shore. I didn’t even care that I was standing barefooted underneath my billowing gown.The sound of footsteps graveling on the sand caught our attention, and a man in a black suit came into our sight with a bri

[Third Person's Point of View — Mikael]Mikael’s brows furrowed. “And how do you know this?”Sabina laughed, a heartily laugh that makes the other couple dancing near them whip their head at them. “I am not blind, Mikael. I’ve known them. I can see the fire that they both have for one another.”That finally rings a bell in his head. He remembered the day when they were still in Russia. When Erin went out for a walk and he had escorted her through the snowy lawn. The time when he threatened her.He wasn’t surprised by the information, but somehow it tweak in his chest with uneasiness. It could pose a problem. How did Sabina knew Erin and Nikolai? Was she closed to them?“She loved the bastard.” He groused, placing his palm flat on her bare back, and guided her to the center of the dance floor.“Apparently, and so he does, and I am sure he'll do anything to have her back.”Nikolai is a formidable foe and Mikael sees him as a potential threat. If what Sabina was saying was that the basta

[Erin]I stilled, my heart singing in delight as I indulge myself in the echo of his voice. “That’s the first time you call me that.”Nikolai trailed his kisses to the back of my palm, to my wrist, to my forearm, elbows, and then to he shifted on my bed and place a soft, petting kiss on my shoulders. “Hmm, love?”“Yes.” I let out a sigh as the excitement that was pulsing through every part of my body caused my eyes to close and to become submerged in the sensation that was whirling within of me. “Don’t you like it?” He rasped out, running his knuckles up to my collarbone and down to the valley between my chest, before sliding his palm up to the swell of my breast. “No, I—'m just overwhelmed.” I moaned, scarcely able to string the words together as he started fondling my hardened nipple.“Well then, better get used to it.”“Oh God, I love you,” I muttered with much need and passion, slanting my head to his, and Nikolai leaned forward, tenderly pressing his mouth with mine. “I love y