Semua Bab Sixty Shades Of Ice: Bab 111 - Bab 120

NikolaiHer words kept replaying in my head.Hard enough that it felt like something deep within me had snapped.He liked me first?He had fallen for me first?I shook my head. Stop this fucking bullshit, Nikolai.I felt Clinton spare me a side glance.“You really believe her words, huh?” he hurled.“Don’t be stupid, Niko. She obviously just said that just to get in your head,” Jeremy chirped.“But what if it’s true?” My stupid heart and mouth just couldn’t control themselves.Jeremy paused, giving me a heartfelt look before sighing. “Then it changes absolutely nothing, Nikolai. The fucker betrayed you. End of discussion.”“You seriously can’t believe a word that comes from her mouth, Niko, and it still doesn’t erase the fact that he played with your feelings,” Clinton added.And they’re all correct.For fuck’s sake, Nikolai, he played you. He knew exactly what he was doing, so this changes nothing.Shit!My logic, my reasoning, and my heart were in complete disagreement.With my fuck

NathanielHis lips on mine were just what I needed.“Hmm…” My fingers were already tangling in his hair, loving the feel of him against my lips.He didn’t hesitate. Nikolai growled, his mouth crashing down onto mine in a brutal, desperate kiss.It was messy and violent. Our teeth clashed, my lips instantly tasting like copper, but I didn’t care. I clung to him like a dying man, sobbing directly into his mouth.Before I could even breathe, Nikolai’s large hands gripped my thighs. He lifted me effortlessly off the floor.I gasped, my legs automatically wrapping tightly around his waist. My arms locked around his neck as he marched down the hallway, never breaking the suffocating kiss.We slammed into the bedroom. He threw me down onto the massive bed.The impact knocked the wind out of me. I slid across the dark gray sheets, my chest heaving as the mattress shook beneath my weight.Nikolai stood at the edge, breathing hard, his leather jacket rising and falling violently. His dark eyes

NikolaiNo…No…My breath caught in my throat as I desperately tapped his cheeks.“Baby…”“Baby… open your eyes… Open your damn eyes…”He wasn’t responding.Nathaniel fucking Lockwood wasn’t responding.My breathing came out in harsh gasps as I slowly backed away, visibly shaking.Why isn’t he opening his eyes?Why…What the fuck have I done?Grabbing my hair, tears blurred my vision as the reality of what was happening finally sank in.I did this to him…I…Immediately, I scrambled back onto the bed, my knees tangling in the messy sheets. The room felt like it was spinning. I stared at him—at his flushed, silent face, at the raw red finger marks still burned into his neck from where I had gripped him.“You don’t fucking get to dismiss me.”“I’m going to fuck you hard… there’s no bloody feeling attached.”My own cruel words echoed in my ears, deafening, mocking me.How the fuck did I say such cruel things to him?“Nath!” I lunged forward again, my hands shaking violently as I grabbed

NathanielMy head hurts.And my eyes feel oddly heavy.Like I had been sleeping—Whatever fuzzy thoughts lingered in my head died down immediately when my gaze landed on him.Nikolai.His head rested against the bed, our hands visibly woven together.My throat tightened, as though my breathing was being restricted.The sight of him…His messy hair partially covered his face as I felt his soft breaths brush against our intertwined hands.And though I stared at him…It brought back a rush of unpleasant memories.Him choking me.My pleading for him to stop.Tears blurred my vision.He didn’t stop.Neither did he care about my feelings.I just can’t…I carefully tried pulling my hand away from his, not wanting any physical contact. It only filled my mind with those… unpleasant memories.He slowly stirred awake before I could successfully pull away completely.“Baby…” His voice came out rough.I blinked, frozen and genuinely confused about how to react.Should I yell at him?Blame him or s

NikolaiI saw the hurt on his face.I felt it too.And somehow, I know how it feels. For starters, I have a shitty, selfish bastard as a father.“Baby…” I called softly, careful to keep my tone gentle.He sniffed, and I noticed how he was fighting back his tears.“You can cry it all out—”He pulled me closer, burying his face into my lower abdomen.My chest tightened once again.He sobbed loudly, and I fucking hated this.I hated seeing him cry. I hated seeing him so fucked up and hurt.Weaving my fingers through his hair, I tried my best to stay calm for him.He needs me.“It’s going to be okay, baby.”He shook his head, pulling away slightly. “It’s not going to be okay. Nothing is going to be okay…”Tears streamed down his pretty face. Those damn eyes were glassy and wet. And as fucked up as it sounds, I should be the only one who brings him to tears.“Shhh…” I cradled his face in my hands, gently wiping away his tears.“She hates me, Nikolai… she fucking hates me now.”“She doesn’t