•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌I kept crying on my pillows until they were soaked from both sides. I annoyedly picked it up and tossed it across the room. I had turned on all the lights. I even slept with the light on for the past two days, that is if sleep came because every time I closed my eyes all I could see was that deafening darkness. The darkness that gnawed at my body and soul. A shudder ran down my spine. Staying in that room, made me want to pull my hair out, or worse, I wanted to kill myself. I thought I was going crazy. I thought I was going to die. I thought that I will never get out of there. It was torture, pure torture. My bedroom door opened and a maid entered with a tray full of food. She gave me a weak smile because it was the third time in an hour she has come in here with a tray full of food. "Get out!" I yelled and slid back on my butt, pressing myself into the headboard. She sighed. "You need to eat, Don Niko---" I cut her off. "No! I don't want to eat! How many

•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌Curiosity. Shame. Anger. Lust. What I was feeling was a mixture of all these emotions. My thoughts were all in a jumble. I was trying hard to understand what happened between us last night. I am an adult woman. I have never been sexually touched by a man. I was sexually aroused last night in the library and it is completely normal. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Every woman goes through that phase. It happens in their early teens. Since I was held back from all these things, I never understood my body and my needs. Nikolai is a good-looking man and the first man in my life I have been attracted to. My body reacts to him of its own accord. I am not ashamed to say that I liked it, I liked his kisses, I liked his touch and I want to feel all that again maybe even more. I wanted him to touch me down there, my core ached for his touch. I paced back and forth in my room, I needed to talk to Nikolai. I wanted to feel all that again and I want to feel his rough hand

•Nikolai•╌═❁═╌There were only two things in the world that I was afraid of. Any threat to the safety of my family and addiction. This is why I was trying to avoid that little temptation back at home. I knew that if I touched her once, I will be addicted. I had bigger concerns than Evangeline Bolton and I couldn't think about anything but how she had looked naked as she lay in front of me, looking up at me with those “fuck me” eyes. I couldn't stop thinking about her flawless skin, there was not a single blemish on her body, she looked fucking unreal. And one thing I just couldn't get the fuck out of my mind was her taste. Now, that I know what she tastes like, I'm not sure how I will get rid of this fucking addiction. The most fucked up thing about addiction is when you realize that you are fucking addicted to something, whether it's alcohol or women. You say to yourself “This is my last drink.”“This is the last I'll fucking taste her” But you know that you just can't fucking

•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌I made my way downstairs and went straight to the kitchen. It was empty as Nikolai has fired the entire household staff even the cleaners. That is why it was incredibly silent today. I reached for a glass from the kitchen cabinet and filled it with water. I drank the whole glass in one go and placed it on the countertop. Thinking about if I should do what I was thinking of doing. I thought I was past my reluctance when talking about my desires but apparently, I'm not. I heaved a sigh and went upstairs again, eyeing Nikolai's bedroom door I headed towards mine. Not knowing what to do, I glanced at the nail polishes on my dresser. I sat on my bed and chose a bright red color, it made me feel bold and confident like I could just burst through his bedroom door and please him the way he did to me. I carefully put the red nail polish on my nails, the color resembled blood like the blood that gushed out of that man's body. I fanned my hands out while my nails dried, bl

•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌The door to my bedroom flung open and Bianca wandered inside with a huge creepy grin. I placed a hand over my chest, my mouth agape by the sudden intrusion into my room. "Hey, girl!" she wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. "What's up, bitch?" I hugged her back because I had missed her. "You scared me" She snorted and jumped on my bed. "I'm surprised that after living with Nikolai Costello for almost two months you still get scared of little things" I smiled and shook my head. "What brings you here?" I asked as I hopped on the bed beside her. "Um, my birthday!" I gasped. "Happy Birthday, Bee" "Thanks, me and my girls are going out clubbing and I thought I could invite you too" I heaved a disappointed sigh. "I would love to, I have never been to a nightclub before" "Okay, then let's get you dressed up" "But I can't..." She frowned. "What the fuck? Why?" "Nikolai won't let me. He still doesn't trust me enough. I asked him if I can go to college agai