Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married To The Russian Mafia Boss : Kabanata 211 - Kabanata 220

The waitress nods, scribbles it down, and then looks expectantly at my father. He hesitates, rubbing a hand over his face before sighing. “Same. Black.” As soon as she walks away, the tension creeps back in, thick and suffocating. My father lets out another exhale, gaze flickering behind me to the

I blink, slowly. “It doesn't matter if I married rich. His money isn't mine. It's his and even if I somehow managed to ask my husband for the money you needed, Do you have any idea what would happen to you if he found out that you're the one I gave it to?” “I'm quite aware of how your husband feels

My father tries to speak, but all that comes out is a choked cough. He looks up at Nikolai, and for the first time since I've known my father, I see hatred burn brightly in his eyes. "You shot at me." He accused, but Nikolai doesn't flinch. "Be thankful that's the only thing I did." He says, "The

Ava I struggle at first, my body refusing to give in to him so easily. I lied. His words ring in my head over and over again. If you died so would I. How could he say that so easily? He couldn't possibly have meant that, could he? But the way he'd looked at me as he said those words told me tha

I can't think. I can't breathe. My mind is on a freaking high right now with no signs of coming down. All I can do is feel—feel the way his tongue strokes me, the way his fingers dig into my thighs, anchoring back to him when I float away from his touch. Blood rushes in my ear and I twist harder