•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌A week had passed since our kiss in the gym. Nikolai had to go out of the country for his business or his mafia, I wouldn't know. He doesn't tell me anything about what he does. I went to the gym a few times alone but it didn't feel the same or right without Nikolai. Since Grace and I were alone in the house, I realized she wasn't so bad. She could be described as over-friendly something I'm definitely not used to. After my parent's death, I have spent most of my time with Nikolai and Scott and they were the least friendly people on earth. Right now, Grace and I were reclining on the lounge chairs while she babbled continuously about ex-boyfriends. Grace had a long loss of ex-boyfriends, all of them were of mafia backgrounds. Her father was abusive towards her mother, he beat her up a lot, so Grace was used to getting slapped around by her stupid boyfriends. She was surprised and ecstatic that her father had paired her up with Nikolai, she couldn't ask for a bet

•Nikolai•╌═❁═╌"By the end of this week, you will be a married woman, Evangeline" I whispered on her lips. "and I'm not talking about your marriage with Scott" She stopped struggling, her body went completely still. A beautiful little crinkle appeared between her brows, she was confused and she seemed a little scared. "What do you mean?" I gripped her wrists tighter. "You'll know soon, angel""No, tell me now!" she demanded."Kiss me back and I will" She shook her head. "Tell me first maybe then I will kiss you" "I don't negotiate with little girls""Then I'm not going to kiss you back" "Or I could just forcefully take what I want" I wasn't planning on doing something like that to her, I just enjoyed unnerving her. She scowled, trying to fight me off her. "You wouldn't!" "I'm not the man you want to mess with, angel. I'm downright cruel and I've never pretended otherwise" "You may be cruel but I know you can't hurt me, I know you won't hurt me, so, threaten me all you want, I

•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌I squinted my eyes open as soft sunlight beamed in through the blinds, I shifted, stretching my body when suddenly my arm touched something. I pulled my arm back immediately and glanced to my side. A smile crept over my face when I saw Nikolai sleeping beside me in my bed. I had no idea when he got home last night or when he crawled under my sheets beside me but I liked it. I liked having him in my bed. Was he trying to show me that he does sleep? God, this man...I turned on my side, facing him. He was shirtless, laying on his stomach while the sheets covered the lower half of his body, his strong arms held the pillow. He was in deep sleep and looked so damn peaceful. For a second, he looked so boyish, so young, not like the cold man I'd grown used to. His thick dark locks were roughly tousled and I had a sudden urge to run my fingers through them. I raised my hands and softly ran my fingers through his thick locks, combing them. His eyes snapped open, he did

•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌I placed a hand over my chest. "What the hell, Nikolai?!" He was sitting on the edge of my bed, hands on his elbows, legs wide open. His eyes looked the darkest shade of blue which made goosebumps creep on my arms. "Come here..." he just said. I walked closer to him and he straightened up, still sitting on my bed. When I was close enough for him to touch, he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me between his legs. His hands traveled from my waist to my back, to my butt, and finally settled on the back of my thighs. He caressed my bare skin, his fingers stroking my inner thighs sending delicious tingles to my core. Even though he was sitting, he was still tall enough to reach my chin. Quite slowly and gently he placed his face over my breasts, his warm breath tickled my skin. I was wearing a plunging neckline, so, I could feel his scruff prickling into me. "If I had received that video from someone other than Grace, I would have punished you" he spoke lowly. I

•Evangeline•╌─═❁═─╌Have you ever attended the wedding of your own husband? Well, I was about to. I ran my hands down the light blue dress I was wearing, smoothing the perfectly ironed dress. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. The diamond ring shined on my finger reminding me what had happened yesterday, reminding me that I belonged to Nikolai Costello—the dark king of the underworld—and he belonged to me. The dress perfectly hugged my figure, it had a long slit on the side that showed off my leg and a plunging neckline. The dress was beautiful, perfect, Nikolai had bought it for me to wear on his wedding with Grace Russell. Tears pooled in my eyes but I didn't let them fall instead I put the last pin in my hair and walked out of my room. Nikolai had left already to get to the venue and I was supposed to go there with Scott. Scott offered me his arm with a smile on his face, I gave him a weak smile before walking with him to his car. We settled in his car, soft music pl