Todos los capítulos de His To Have And To Loathe: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Sophia’s POV“Niko, I'm right here.” I held him tight as his chest heaved heavily against me. For a few seconds, Nikolai didn't seem to know where he was, and it was terrifying.His eyes darted around the bedroom before finally settling on me. I had never seen him like that before.“Sophia…” he said gently, as he tried to catch his breath. He was finally coming around and back to himself.“I'm here.”He pulled away from my hold, his hand moved to my face, and then my shoulder, almost like he was making sure to see that I was all in one piece.“You're okay?”“Of course I'm okay…” I said calmly.He exhaled a huge sigh of relief before dropping his head against the headboard. “Fuck.” He cursed under his breath.His hair was plastered against his skin because of how much he was sweating, and although he was trying hard to hide it, I could see his hands trembling.“What happened?” I asked, worried about what the answer might be. He was trembling; that had to be some night terror, or worse.

Sophia’s POV“It was Petra!” I said for the millionth time as Nikolai continued walking towards his office as though he hadn’t heard a word I said.He rubbed his hand at the back of his neck as he sighed. Oh! Was I stressing him out? What about the freaking blonde elephant who was a mole? It had already been a long day, and with my father at the hospital and the mole issue, I knew it was going to be a long week as well.“Niko!” I yelled as I tried to keep up with his long strides.“I heard you. For Christ's sake, Soph, give it a rest.” “Then why are you acting like my father didn’t just risk his life to help you out?”Nikolai stopped in his tracks at the doorway, turned around, and let out a sarcastic laugh. “Risked his life to help me out? Stefan?”I crossed my arms across my chest. I had said what I said, and I meant it too. “Why are you acting like he didn’t describe Petra to a T?”“I don’t know, Sophia…How about the fact that he described basically every blonde woman in the city

Sophia’s POVI hadn't stayed in Niko’s bed since that night, and I gave myself a pat on the back for showing restraint because that man had a body that looked like the Greek gods themselves carved it. I walked down the stairs from the guest room, twisting my neck side to side because someone had decided not to get the same mattress Nikolai had.I shook my head as the thought crossed my mind, I was starting to sound spoilt. As I walked over to the kitchen, something smelled like it was burning.That was unlike Mira, she had become my breakfast buddy because Nikolai was out of the house a lot more these days investigating the mole, or as I like to call her, Petra. He was still in denial about it.I hurried into the kitchen only to find Nikolai standing in the kitchen, my jaw slightly open as I watched him staring deeply into the frying pan as if it had personally offended him. Mira was right beside him, laughing, like all of that was normal. “What the hell is happening?” I asked and th

Nikolai’s POVEver since I said "I love you" to Sophia, life has seemed in color. Nothing was black and white anymore. Everything had changed.We spent our nights rolled up between our sheets, and our days flirting through the chaos of running an organization and Moretti.I couldn't forget Moretti. The world didn't stop because I was suddenly in love, in fact, it got a whole lot more dangerous from where I was standing.I was happy for the first time in a long time, and right in the middle of all that happiness was Sophia Rossi. Who would have thought I'd fall for a Rossi? But with happiness this perfect, I knew the next thing that would follow was disaster, and I was ready for it.First, I needed to get rid of Moretti.I leaned back and nodded at Petrov as he approached my desk. Sophia had gone book shopping for the day because, in her own words, she felt cooped up being home all day. “I'm listening,” I said.“The next shipment is set for tomorrow night. We’re going through with the

Nikolai’s POVMy head has been spinning for three days straight now, all I can think of is Sophia’s words, and Moretti is right there in the corner of my mind, taunting me. The only thing I could do was get rid of Moretti; it was the only thing keeping me sane, and when working didn’t work, I drank, but mostly I worked to get rid of Moretti.I stared blankly at the map covering my desk while Jack continued giving updates. We were all in on hitting Moretti back; we just had to go full throttle.“Moretti’s planning something; he pulled men from Cicero and moved them south. We think he’s preparing to hit the distribution center.”“Then increase security,” I said, like it wasn't obvious.“Done.” Jack leaned back like he was proud of himself. I couldn’t deal with his eccentricities right now.I circled one of Moretti’s best-known warehouses. “We hit this one tonight.” I tapped my finger brashly against the spot.Jack frowned as he sat up straight, studying the map and then looking up at m