All Chapters of A Bride For A Truce: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

SERAFINA He slid his hands out of my panties and gripped my thighs, spreading me open but paused for a heartbeat—just long enough for our eyes to lock. The hunger in his gaze as he got on his knees before me made my stomach clench. “I just want to bury my head between these lush thighs and worship you with my tongue…” he murmured as he peeled off my panties. He didn’t give me a chance to speak before he pulled me to the edge of the table and closed his mouth over my swollen clit. My breath hitched and I lost the ability to speak. His tongue wreaked havoc as he licked and sucked. Teasing me to the point of a release. “Yes, that's it, baby. Let go,” he murmured. I orgasmed on his tongue, shuddering violently as my pussy clenched around his fingers. He kept on licking me, working me through the aftershocks till the tremors subsided. When I was finally calm enough, I opened my eyes to find him watching me with an intense stormy gaze. “I love watching you cum Zolotse,” he

ADRIK A soft whimpering pulled me from sleep. At first, I thought I was imagining it. It sounded like the kind of noise that sneaks into dreams and vanishes. But then I felt a movement beside me. Serafina jerked slightly, her breath catching. My eyes snapped open.“Sera?” I rasped, still half-asleep as I reached for her. She thrashed softly beneath the sheets, her forehead creased, lips parted in a silent cry. Her fists were clenched, her legs tangled in the blanket. “No…” she whispered, barely audible. “Mama, please…” Fuck. A nightmare. I cupped her cheek gently as I tried to rouse her. “Serafina,” I whispered, brushing damp strands of hair from her face. “Zolotse, wake up.” She gasped awake, bolting upright like she was drowning. Her chest heaved, wild eyes blinking in the darkness. I immediately pulled her into my arms. “It's okay,” I murmured, kissing her temple. “You're safe. I’ve got you.”She clung to me, trembling. I didn't rush her. Just held her and let her breathe.

SERAFINA I blinked against the early morning light spilling through the windows. For a second I lay there, basking in the aftermath of the previous night . My body ached in places I didn't even know could ache but it was a beautiful kind of ache—slow and sweet and heady. A blush crept up my neck as memories hit me. The way his mouth had moved across my body, the way he had whispered endearments on my skin, and the low growl he had made as he came in me. I rolled onto my back and brought the sheets up to my chest, suddenly blushing. I had never known anything could feel like that. It felt like my body and soul had been stripped bare and laid open to him. A nervous laugh escaped my throat. Oh God. I think I'm falling in love with my husband. I pressed a hand against my chest, feeling the flutter as warmth pooled in my belly. I sat up, the cool air kissing my skin as I reached for the cotton robe he had left on the foot of the bed and shrugged into it. I needed to find hi

ADRIK The soft breath against my chest was the first thing I noticed. Then the weight of her leg draped over mine. Sera slept like she hadn't in years. In a deep and unguarded manner that made my throat tighten. She looked beautiful and peaceful. My phone vibrated on the nightstand, a low hum against the wood. I shifted gently, trying not to wake her. She stirred, murmuring something that sounded like my name, but didn't open her eyes. I slipped the phone off the charger and answered in a low voice, careful not to wake her. “Yeah?” Mikhali’s voice came through, brisk and all business. “Meeting’s on for tonight Pakhan. At the club.Thiago Montalbán sent word to confirm his presence, said he’ll be there by 8pm.” Thiago was my business partner from Venezuela. A young but ruthless heir to a Venezuelan-colombian trafficking empire. We’ve been doing business for about four years. I rubbed a hand over my face. “That works out. How's the renovations going?” “Ninety perc

Sera Diana picked up a pair of oversized sunglasses and held them to her face in the boutique mirror. “Do these say Wealthy but approachable, or step closer and I’ll stab you with a heel?” I chuckled as I flipped through a rack of sundresses. “Honestly? Bit of both. Which means they're perfect.” It is a quiet afternoon, one I desperately needed after the chaos of the club last night. Shopping therapy with Diana wasn't a cure, but it was a decent distraction. Diana turned towards me, the glasses now perched on her head. “So…how are things with the Bratva Pakhan?” I smile, remembering how soft Adrik has been with me. “Well, we're taking it one day at a time. He took me to his club yesterday.” Her eyes widened. “You're kidding me. How was it?” “He had a business meeting, so it's not like we went there for fun. I met a partner of his, but then a fight broke out and we had to leave.” “Oh, bummer. Day in the life of a mob boss, huh?” “Tell me about it.” I sighed as