All Chapters of His To Claim : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Nikolai Letting Ver see my bare face was a terrible idea. I replace my mask, put on one of my tshirts and leave the room heading straight for the kitchen knowing Irena would already be there. But I am surprised to see that she is not. I feel a slight sense of loss, perhaps I had gotten used to always finding her here whenever I woke up. Then I remember that Konstantin and Aldo are still in the infirmary. My mother tends to take care of everyone like they are her own so it was very possible that she was there. It also probably did not help that she had a huge crush on Konstantin. They have tried to hide it for a long time but it was quite obvious. Everyone knew it, even Dimitri and he normally did not watch out for things like that. I had a feeling that the reason as to why she feels the need to hide her affection for Konstantin is because she was once with my father, however unwilling the union was. I did not like that the bastard was still controlling Irena even from the after

Vera In the weeks after that, Nikolai and I move to what I call our honeymoon phase. He worked during the day – I have decided that I would not concern myself with exactly what his “work” entails – while I alternate between hanging out with Katya, visiting the gallery or painting depending on my mood – and whether Nadia’s freaking out manages to drag me out of the house. And our nights, we spend it in each other's arms doing this that would make the devil blush. They usually involve as little decency as possible and I feel my mind start to wander to what happened this morning when I woke because of an orgasm. I had been so shocked by it I was unable to form any sentence. Just when I thought I was about to regain my senses Nikolai rose to his feet. He was not wearing his mask. But more importantly he was wearing a form fitting suit and a smirk that made it obvious that he knew what his actions were doing to me. He wore that smirk while he wore his mask till he left the room. And

Vera Apparently, there were not a lot of things that could make my husband angry. Getting me hurt was however on that very short list. I was not going to lie, I quite liked that he was ready to protect me, knowing that made my heart skip a beat. Perhaps I was falling for my husband. I would be lying if I did not know that I might have, admitting however, made me want the same love from Nikolai. I turn my eyes towards him, only to find him already staring at me. His eyes gleam even in the darkness around. We stay that way till we get into his driveway. I had expected him to come down from the car, he did not move an inch. So, I reached for the handle to let myself. His hands come out and rest on mine. It does not take long before the driver catches on and quickly scurries away. I turn back to face him. At the very least we should take ourselves upstairs first, right? His thumb strokes my cheek, leaning into his touch I find myself anticipating when he would finally kiss me

Vera I could live happily without seeing certain things. I would have lived very happily without ever having to know that Katya had been hurt or watching my father slowly die or without witnessing the end of the world, not that I am about to. But it is becoming increasingly harder to tell if by some wild coincidence I could walk into my house one day and witness what it was like for the world to end. That is not what happens right now though. I simply just walk in on Konstantin kissing Irena. They are so deep into the kiss I am five seconds from tapping on their shoulders to politely ask them to use the guest room if they did not have the patience to wait till they got to Irena’s apartment. But I think I would prefer if the world would end so I did not have to do that to my mother-in-law. While the end of the world would have shocked me and caused me to die tragically, this scene just made me smile. It was about damn time. “Oh for the love of God, Konstantin remove your tongue fr

Vera A few years later Life had been wonderful for a while. Full of ups and downs, but life is like that sometimes. But generally, it was wonderful, most times. I had met my mother the day after Nikolai proposed to me. She explained how she left her marriage with my father because she could not handle being in the bratva. I understand now. It was hard to keep hoping that I would never hear that one day my husband had been shot dead. She also knew that if she took me with her the entire bratva would have been after her, not that they did not chase her for a while. I ended up forgiving her and so did my father. They became friends and even then refused to finalise their divorce. She was still trying to be a mother to me but she was a very wonderful friend to Irena and a terrific grandmother to my son. When I gave birth to Vlamdir, I breathed a sigh of relief. Nikolai somehow managed to be so infuriatingly caring from the moment I started showing. I thought giving birth would mak