All Chapters of The Mafia King's Collateral : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Sleep here tonight

Liora's POVI couldn’t look at myself in the mirror the next morning.My body still hummed with unfulfilled need. My nipples were sore from Nikolai’s rough hands, and between my thighs… God. I was still wet. Still aching. Still empty. I had tossed and turned all night, fingers slipping between my legs twice, circling my swollen clit until I was panting his name into the pillow.But I didn’t come.His command still burned in my ears. Don’t you dare come.I hated how obedient my body had become.“Mommy, are you okay?” Alora asked, tugging at my hand as we walked down for breakfast. Her innocent eyes made the guilt twist even sharper in my chest.“I’m fine, baby,” I whispered, forcing a smile. “Just tired.”Nikolai was already at the table, looking every inch the dangerous king. Fresh black shirt, sleeves rolled up, exposing those powerful forearms. His gray eyes lifted the moment I entered, darkening as they traced over my body like he could see through the modest blue dress I’d chose

Broken boundaries

Liora's POV I woke up wrapped in heat and danger.Nikolai’s heavy arm was draped possessively over my waist, his hard chest pressed flush against my back. His steady breathing tickled my neck, but even in sleep, he felt lethal. One of his legs was tangled between mine, and I could feel the thick outline of his morning erection against my ass.My body responded instantly. A fresh wave of wetness slicked my thighs. I bit my lip hard, trying not to move, but my hips shifted anyway — just a tiny roll that made his cock twitch against me.Stop it, Liora. This is wrong.Guilt crashed over me like cold water. I had slept in his bed. Willingly. After letting him finger me until I was begging like a whore, I had curled into his side like I belonged there. Alora was just next door, completely unaware that her mother was slowly surrendering to the devil who owned us.I tried to slip out from under his arm, but it tightened immediately.“Where do you think you’re going?” His voice was rough wi

All of them

Liora's POVThe taste of sin still lingered on my tongue.I sat curled up on the window seat in Nikolai’s bedroom, watching the heavy rain lash against the glass. My body felt different now, marked. Claimed. Even hours after he’d made me come on his tongue, my pussy still fluttered with aftershocks, aching for more.I pressed my thighs together, trying to ignore the fresh wetness gathering there. What kind of mother am I?Alora was safe in the next room with Maria, playing with her new toys, completely unaware that her mommy had screamed like a whore while the Mafia King feasted between her legs. The guilt was eating me alive. Marcus’s face flashed in my mind again — his angry shouts, his rough hands that only ever took. Never gave. Never worshipped.Nikolai gave. He took. He ruined.And I was starting to crave every second of it.The door opened. I didn’t need to look to know it was him. The air in the room instantly grew heavier, charged with that dark, commanding energy only he

Tangled hearts

Liora's POVSunlight filtered through the heavy curtains, warm across my bare skin.I woke up sore in the most delicious, terrifying way. Every muscle ached, especially between my thighs. Nikolai had taken me twice more during the night — slow and deep the second time, like he was trying to imprint himself on my soul. His cum still leaked out of me, a sticky reminder of how completely I had surrendered.I turned my head. He was still asleep beside me, powerful chest rising and falling steadily. Even relaxed, he looked dangerous. The bruises and cuts from yesterday only made him more intimidating. More beautiful in that dark, deadly way.My heart clenched painfully.What have I done?I had let the man who bought me fuck me. Not just let him — I had begged. Wrapped my legs around him and moaned his name like a prayer while my daughter slept in the next room. The guilt hit me so hard I had to press a hand over my mouth to stop from making a sound.Marcus’s voice replayed in my head a

I'm keeping you

Liora's POV Nikolai’s entire body tensed beneath me. The gentle lover vanished in an instant. He kissed me one last time — hard, claiming, full of dark promises, before pulling away to dress.“Stay in this wing with Alora,” he ordered, cupping my face firmly, his thumb brushing my cheek. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Do not leave for any reason.”As he strapped on his guns and walked out the door, I touched my lips, still tingling from his kiss, and wondered how much longer my heart could survive this dangerous sweetness.By evening, anxiety had me pacing like a trapped animal.Every second Nikolai was gone felt like torture. When the door finally opened, I nearly jumped out of my skin.Nikolai stepped in looking exhausted and furious. His black shirt was torn at the shoulder, fresh blood staining his collar. His hair was messy, jaw tight, but those stormy gray eyes softened the moment they landed on me.I rushed to him without thinking, my hands reaching for his chest. “Are you

You'll get bored

Liora's POVI woke up tangled in silk sheets and sin.My body ached in places I didn’t even know could ache. Nikolai’s scent, dark spice and danger — clung to my skin like a brand. Between my thighs, I was still tender, still slightly sticky from how many times he’d filled me last night. God, what have I become?Guilt slammed into me before I could even open my eyes fully. I had moaned like a whore in his bed. I had begged him to fuck me harder. All while my daughter slept just one door away. Marcus’s face flashed in my mind again, his angry eyes judging me from the grave.Worthless. Dirty. Traitor.Tears stung my eyes, but I quickly blinked them away when I felt the bed shift.Nikolai’s strong arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me back against his hard, naked chest. His morning erection pressed hot and heavy against my ass.“Stop thinking so loudly,” he growled against my neck, voice rough with sleep. His hand slid up to cup my breast, thumb brushing over my nipple until it hard

Still wanted him

Liora's POVI couldn’t breathe.The image of Sofia’s hand on Nikolai’s chest burned behind my eyes as I fled down the hallway. Her words repeated in my head like a cruel song.“You’ll get bored of her soon enough.”Tears blurred my vision. I slammed the bedroom door behind me and pressed my back against it, chest heaving. My body still throbbed from Nikolai’s teasing fingers under the breakfast table. I was wet. Aching. And completely humiliated.Just collateral. Just the new toy.I slid down to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest. The emerald dress that had made me feel beautiful this morning now felt like a costume. Cheap. Temporary. Sofia looked like she belonged in Nikolai’s world — confident, seductive, deadly. Everything I wasn’t.Why didn’t he push her away?Why did he let her touch him like that?Fresh tears spilled down my cheeks. I hated myself for caring. I hated myself more for the way my pussy still clenched at the memory of his fingers inside me while she sat right

Tell me the truth!

Liora's POVThe silence from Nikolai haunted me more than any words could.I lay in his bed the next morning, staring at the ceiling while his side was already cold. He had left early for “business” without waking me. Without a kiss. Without any explanation about Sofia’s warning.“Falling for the collateral will make you weak.”He hadn’t denied it.My chest felt tight, like someone was squeezing my heart with a cruel fist. I had given myself to him completely, body and pieces of my soul — and he still saw me as temporary. A risky distraction.I slipped out of bed, my naked body still marked with his fingerprints and bites from last night. Shame and anger twisted together low in my belly as I quickly dressed in a simple black sweater and jeans. Alora was with Maria again, safe and playing. Good. She didn’t need to see her mother falling apart.I couldn’t sit still. The questions were eating me alive.Why did Nikolai really choose me? Was everything between us built on a lie?My feet

Stop fighting me

Liora's POV“You want the truth, krasivaya?” Nikolai snarled, his face inches from mine. “Then you’re going to fucking take it.”His mouth crashed down on mine in a brutal, punishing kiss. There was no tenderness this time. Only raw anger and dark possession. I tried to push him away, but he grabbed both my wrists and pinned them above my head with one large hand.“Stop fighting me,” he growled against my lips.“I hate you,” I hissed, even as my body arched into him. “I hate what you did to me.”“Good.” He spun me around suddenly, bending me over the desk. Papers scattered everywhere. His hard body pressed against my back as he yanked my jeans and panties down in one rough motion.“Wet already,” he mocked, sliding his fingers through my soaked folds. “Your pussy doesn’t hate me, Liora. It fucking craves me.”I gasped as he shoved two thick fingers inside me without warning. He fucked me with them hard and fast, curling them viciously against that spot that made my knees buckle.“Niko

Nikolia, wake up!

Liora's POVThe mansion felt almost peaceful that evening.I was reading Alora a bedtime story in the connecting room, her small body curled against my side. Nikolai had been quieter since our fight, but he’d checked on us twice already. His presence felt heavier now, more protective.“Again, Mommy,” Alora whispered, pointing at the picture book.I smiled softly and started the page over. For a moment, it almost felt normal. Like we weren’t living in a cage built of marble and blood.Then the first gunshot shattered everything.Bang!I jumped. Alora screamed.More shots followed — loud, rapid, terrifying. Glass exploded somewhere downstairs. Shouts erupted. Heavy footsteps pounded through the halls.“Mommy!” Alora cried, clinging to me.I grabbed her and ran toward the main bedroom just as Nikolai burst through the door, gun already in his hand. His face was stone-cold, eyes blazing with lethal fury.“Rossi,” he snarled. “They breached the gate.”He moved like lightning, locking the

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