บททั้งหมดของ Married To The Russian Mafia Boss : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

"You guys are weird," she announces, shaking her head as if she’s the adult in the situation. Her ice cream is almost gone now, the cone reduced to a few small bites. Kat wipes away an invisible teardrop from her eye, still laughing. “Now tell me,” She says leaning in, “what exactly has been on you

Straightening my dress, I take a steadying breath to calm my nerves. Here goes nothing. I try to move, but when I realise that my feet are still, in fact, rooted in the same spot after my third attempt, I smooth a hand over my dress as if the action will give my feet the boost they need to move.

She trembles, her lips parting. Her eyes are wide with the same wild look from last night. Lust. “I didn't” she lies. I laugh, tilting her chin up gently to meet my gaze, “Chertov lzhets.” I whisper harshly and slam my lips on hers. (Fucking liar.) Her body stiffens, and the hand on my chest tr

Ava I want him. The realization dawns on me as I lie in bed hours later staring at the ceiling of my bedroom like it holds all the answers to the questions running through my mind. The air conditioner hums softly in the far corner of the room, cool air spilling in from its vents. My room isn't

Nikolai I can't stop thinking about my wife. Her hands on my body, the way her skin flushed with desire when she saw me get on my knees before her in the kitchen. How she looked desperate for my touch. I never considered myself the kind of man who got down on his knees for his lover, but for h