Semua Bab The Disgraced Biker Princess as His Mafia Pet : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Lena's POV I placed my palms flat against Nikolai’s chest and shoved with all the strength left in my bruised body, desperate to break free from the suffocating trap between his hips and the motorcycle. But he didn't budge. Instead, his grip on my waist tightened like iron clamps, pinning me down against the leather seat."Are you running away again?" he demanded.The low, smooth gravel of his voice was gone, replaced by a raw, vibrating anger that made the hairs on my arms stand up. I trembled beneath his hands, a sudden wave of genuine fear paralyzing my throat. I shook my head rapidly, trying to deny it, but my wide, panicked eyes gave me away.Nikolai wasn't satisfied. He leaned down, his massive frame completely eclipsing the dim light of the underground garage, until his lips brushed against the shell of my ear."Were you planning to use this bike to escape me, Lena?" he murmured against my skin, his breath hot and r

Lena's POV My breath hitched in my throat as his fingers tightened around my wrist, the heat of his palm a stark contrast to the cold drafts of the kitchen. The darkness surrounding us felt heavy, pressing in on all sides, leaving only the sound of our breathing."I wasn't hiding," I whispered, the lie tasting like ash on my tongue. My voice sounded small, trembling in a way I hated. "I was only trying to be alone."A low, dark chuckle rumbled in Nikolai’s chest. The sound was quiet, almost intimate, but it carried a sharp edge that made my skin prickle."Alone," he repeated, his grip on my wrist shifting as his fingers traced the sensitive skin of my inner arm. "You've been locked in that room for days, Lena. We both know you were trying to avoid me. And I let you do it." He stepped closer, the heat of his chest pressing against my knuckles. "Not because I cared, but because I have been too busy fixing the absolute mess

Lena's POV I shook my head against the cold marble countertop, the movement causing the razor-sharp edge of the blade to graze my cheek. "No," I breathed, my voice barely a whisper, a desperate plea cutting through the thick darkness of the kitchen. "I’m not sure, Nikolai. I don't know."His gaze didn’t waver, but the terrifying hardness in his eyes softened just a fraction. He leaned down, bypassing my lips entirely to press a warm, lingering kiss against the pulsing vein of my neck. The contrast of his burning skin against the freezing metal of the knife still biting into my cheek made my breath hitch."Trust me, Lena," he murmured against my skin, his voice a low, seductive vibration that rattled my ribcage. "Just trust me.""It’s not particularly easy to trust you," I gasped out, my hands tightening on the edges of the marble counter until my knuckles turned stark white. "Not after what you told me a few days ago in the garage. Not after how you've treated me... like a prisoner.

Lena's POV After a while, as his heartbeat against my ribs began to settle, I tried to push him away so I could look at his face. But Nikolai only tightened his hold, his strong arms wrapping around me like iron bands, trapping me against his chest."Why did you lie to me, Lena?" he whispered into the crook of my neck, his voice low, ragged, and raw with an edge of quiet fury. "Why did you lie?"He repeated the question like a mantra until he finally pulled back just enough to look down at me. The frustration in his dark eyes was stark, unshielded, and completely exposed. I opened my mouth to explain, to tell him about Irina, but before a single word could slip past my lips, he leaned down and sealed my mouth with his own.It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was bruising, desperate, and relentless, stealing the very air from my lungs until my vision blurred and I was clinging to his torn shirt just to stay upright. Just as I thought I would faint, he sank his teeth sharply into my bottom li

Lena's POV He was still in his brief but I could see the outline of his cock which made my throat tightened in fear but my mouth also watered at the sight. For fuck sake, what was wrong with me? My heart fastened when he crawled up towards me and I pulled back again but this time he caught my ankle midway, pulling me across the bed, over towards him. I was suddenly lying on the bed with him between my legs, as he leaned forward to kiss me again. The kiss was supposed to relax me but my heart pounded heavily against my ribcage. He paused when he noticed my rigid body. “What’s wrong? Are you scared?” He asked, his voice soft and gentle. I looked away, trying to calm it's heartbeat but he held my chin and made me look at him. “Lena, tell me the truth. Are you scared? If you are then we could stop here. Besides, I promised to only do this when you're ready. It's your righ