Chapter 5
Once the two caught their breath, he asked, “I need answers. Why?”
“If you want to know why, give me my phone,” Bianca demanded.
Nikolai looked at her like she was being ridiculous. “Trading information again. I don’t understand why you’d have traded your virtue for information in the fucking first place.”
His tone only ticked her off more, so she hissed, “Damn it, Niko. Give me my phone.”
“I can’t. You’re supposed ex-fiancé will track you here. As much as I’d love to put a bullet in his head, I can’t start a war. If he comes for you, though, I might have no choice.”
“Then can you give me the memory card and one of your phones?”
Nikolai got up off the bed, strutting to the pile of clothes on the floor, unashamedly naked. He retrieved the phones from his pants pocket.
Once Bianca had done what she’d needed to do with it, she handed him her phone to look at a picture.
“I wanted a reason to believe you were a good man.” When Nikolai looked down at the phone, he saw a photo of a news article with him taken in handcuffs, but the strangest thing was there was a red heart around it.
“Are you saying that…?” Nikolai stared at a blushing Bianca.
“That I’ve fantasized about a life with you for so long. It wasn’t until my mother found the paper one morning that I was forced to stop daydreaming that you were mine.”
“Wow.” Nikolai was speechless. This whole time she’d had a crush on him, and his behavior made it hard for her to own up to those feelings. I ought to kick my own ass, he thought.
Flustered by his lack of response, she went on the defensive. “So you think I’m just some silly girl with a crush, don’t you?”
“Not in a million years. Do you know how long I’ve wanted you to belong to me? The moment I saw the picture of you holding Luciano’s son. For the last six weeks, you’ve been all I could think about. So if it was my photo that had captured you, then we’re in the same boat.”
“Actually, technically I am your captive.”
“Technicalities,” Nikolai said with a shrug and a sexy grin.
“So you couldn’t have just come to my brother and asked to see me? You thought it was better to scare and hurt me to win me? Seriously?”
“Yes.”
“That’s crazy.”
“No, it’s not,” he replied.
“It totally is,” she said with the shake of her head.
“I knew someone set your family up, and you had people willing to wipe out all of you. I know someone in my organization is a big part of this too. I used my attraction to you to give your family time to find the traitors. It kept my people from finding out that I knew your family was innocent because that would raise questions.”
“It’s still crazy. Why didn’t you say anything when we saw each other?”
“Truthfully? Because I still wasn’t sure of your father’s innocence, although Amber’s kind greeting had thrown me off. I assumed that Luciano would have warned her of the potential danger I presented. It made me doubt the file and supposed claims.”
“So what are we? Where do we go from here?” Bianca asked, feeling confused.
“We’re going to be married tomorrow. I’ve got all the paperwork together.”
“What?!”
“I said we’re getting married.”
“But…
“But what?”
“But… I can’t marry you,” she said vehemently.
“Because of him?” Nikolai growled.
“Not because of him, but because of you. How can I trust that you’ll be loyal to me? I don’t think I could handle you with other women.”
“I don’t want anyone else. I want only you. Loyalty is essential, and that goes both ways. I wasn’t going to do anything with that woman. I heard you moving in the bedroom, so I asked her what she thought of my suit. She didn’t hesitate to touch it. I wanted to test your reaction.”
“Well, let’s not do that again, shall we?”
“Of course, Bianca,” Nikolai said as he placed a tender kiss on her mouth.
“I have to ask you something. If you cared for me so much, I wonder why you were marrying someone else.” This bothered Nikolai since he learned of her engagement.
“It’s complicated…The thing is…I saw your picture the same time my father did. We were at the breakfast table and my father was reading the paper. Because I was underage, no one told me what happened to Amber. I thought she’d left my brother because she was beaten by his enemies. Well, I saw the photo and decided once it was tossed into the recycling I would grab it, and I did. I kept looking at it so often that I’d worn it out. So I took a picture of it with my phone. That night I fell asleep with it out on my desk, and my mother came to wake me up for school when she saw it.”
“And she didn’t want you thinking of me.” Nikolai sounded dejected. He’d been their savior, and her family still didn’t like him.
“Yes and no. She took it because she knew that my feelings were being wasted because you were in a Russian prison. She’d thought my reason for not being interested in boys my age was because I didn’t want a loser. After that, she tried to warn me that my feelings would destroy me if I continued to live in an imaginary world where you and I were happy together.”
“It’s not imaginary anymore,” Nikolai said before capturing her mouth. The couple made love throughout the rest of the night.
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They woke up the next morning satisfied but tired. Bianca was the first to get up and walk gingerly to the bathroom as her unused muscles ached. After using the bathroom, she turned on the shower and started to wash herself.
Nikolai felt her get out of the bed and watched her walk away uncomfortably with his eyes barely opened but with a grin on his face. He smiled, knowing that he did that to her, and he wasn’t done yet.
He walked into the bathroom and into the shower with her, startling her for a second.
“Sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing his cock against her sweet little bottom.
“I forgive you.”
“How you feeling?”
“Sore, but surprisingly still needy. Is that normal?”
“No. So what do you need, Bianca?”
She blushed and didn’t respond. Nikolai knew her silence was based on shyness, so he would need to fix that.
“Well, if you’re not going to tell me, I’m going to tell you what I want,” he growled into the nape of her neck.
“I want you to take that soap over there, drop to your knees, and clean my cock.”
Nikolai leaned against the shower wall while she grabbed the soap shyly and turned to face him. He wasted no time and helped her to her knees. Once there, she slowly, agonizingly stroked his cock with the soap. He was getting hard fast despite having come four times last night. She moved so the water could wash the soap off.
“Now, Bianca, suck. I want you to get used to it.”
Bianca didn’t look up at Nikolai as she took the head into her mouth. He was really thick and long—she wasn’t sure she could get it down, but she wanted to satisfy him. Her lips closed around the tip as she sucked just on his head, causing Nikolai to jerk with instant pleasure.
He moaned as she took him in deeper. He was too large for her to take all the way down, so she began to stroke his cock with her tiny hands. Nikolai was so close and needed to warn her. He wasn’t going to let her move, but he didn’t want her to choke.
“Look at me. I’m about to come, and you’re going to swallow all of it.” She moaned in hunger, which only brought Nikolai’s release to the breaking point. He stroked into her one more time before his come filled her mouth. She didn’t let a drop spill as she swallowed his seed. Nikolai was lucky he was leaning against the wall or he would’ve fallen. That was the best blowjob he’d ever gotten. He lifted her up and took her mouth, lightly tasti
ng himself on her lips.
“Mmm…” Bianca moaned.
Nikolai slid a finger into her swollen pussy and could feel she was needy. He knew he’d hurt her if he took her again, so he grinned because she was about to be possessed in every way.
“Baby, I am going to own all of you,” he said as he turned her to face the wall.
Bianca knew what he was going to do, and even though she was nervous, she was really excited. She started to feel him caress her ass as he kissed her shoulders. Her heart was racing, but she arched her back and pushed her ass out.
“You’re mine.” Nikolai had never really been into anal. He’d only gone that route when a broad was a really lousy lay, and he needed more to get off. With Bianca, this wasn’t about bad sex because her pussy was golden to him and it was always on his mind. This was about total possession.
His cock was only half-hard, which would make it easier for her ass to take. Using the soap and her own juices, he slid one finger into her ass.
“Wow, I thought it would hurt.” She sighed in relief.
Nikolai tried not to laugh when he said, “That was only my thumb, Bianca. Just relax. I’ll make you feel full and satisfied.”
Removing his thumb, he placed his cock at the rim of her hole. She moaned, letting Nikolai know that she was very turned on. He slid one hand around to her pussy and began to stroke her clit. Using his hips, he pushed his way into her virgin ass. She cried out at first, but relaxed when he leaned against her back.
“Bianca, I own all of you now. How you feeling?”
“Full. Really full.”
Nikolai pulled almost all the way out before pushing all the way back in. She shivered with pleasure as the uncomfortable feeling left her and his possession took over. With one hand, he continued to play with her kitty as he pounded into her ass. He squeezed her breast as he pressed his head into the crook of her neck. He was fully hard now and almost ready to finish.
“Give me your mouth,” he growled as he fucked her asshole.
She turned slightly and gave in to his kiss, moaning into his mouth.
Nikolai pulled back from her mouth as he felt her coming on his hand because he wanted to hear her cry. He rejoiced when she cried out his name over and over again.
“Nikolai…Niko!”
He pulled out of her ass just as his release hit him and coated her lower back with his come.
It was about five minutes later when they finally rinsed off the sex and exited the shower.
Bianca finally opened the closet door where Nikolai had her clothes hung. Her mouth opened wide when she saw the entire walk-in closet full of designer clothes. Then anger hit her, and her face showed it.
“I don’t want these clothes.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“I won’t wear your mistress’s clothes.”
“Have you lost your mind? I bought all those clothes for you.”
“So you’re used to shopping for your whores?”
“No. I didn’t shop for them ever. And if you ever call yourself that again, I’m going to spank your ass before I fuck you hard.” He walked up to her and knew it was just her jealousy eating at her, but fuck. He was a man, and pussy had been served up to him since he was seventeen.
“You need to quit the jealous shit. I haven’t been with anyone else in three fucking years, and for a man like me, or any man for that matter, that's a long fucking time. I hired a broad who worked at one of the stores you shopped at and had her select your type of clothes.”
The discussion was ended when he took her in his arms and kissed her hard and hungrily until she was panting with need.
“You’re mine, I’m yours. Now get fucking dressed.” He didn’t like her questioning his word and let her know.
“Bianca, I told you to never doubt my word. Next time I won’t be so forgiving.”
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After their little argument that morning, Bianca was sweet and nearly falling down trying to please Nikolai. Her guilt was plain as day to him, and he didn’t like it. She’d been in the kitchen with the cook and Sergei and had helped make breakfast for him. They’d just sat down to eat when he had enough of her tiptoeing around him.
“Bianca, look at me.” She looked into his eyes, full of contrition. “I don’t want to fight with you, and I don’t want you feeling guilty for your feelings earlier. I get why you felt that way, but I won’t give you a reason to doubt me, so stop with the fits. This is our wedding day, and I want us to be happy.”
Feeling lighter by his words, she smiled.
“Good, baby. I love seeing that sweet smile.”
They enjoyed their breakfast and separated so he could get some work done while she explored the house.
Bianca walked from room to room admiring the open layout. It let all the sunlight in. The only thing marring the view was the constant presence of one of Nikolai’s many men. There was a total of six that actually stayed on the property and more that stayed at a small villa a couple of miles down the road.
When she walked out onto the veranda, she watched as the ocean swelled. It was warm as the morning sun shone. She was relaxing on an Adirondack chair when a shadow interrupted her. She looked up, hoping it was Nikolai, but again it was Petrov.
“Miss Rossi, I see that you’re enjoying your stay here. Do you not plan to run anymore?”
“No.”
“To be young and foolish,” he hissed as he walked away from her. Feeling uncomfortable, she went back into the house and ran right into Nikolai.
“Ah, just who I was looking for.” He smiled in that heartbreakingly beautiful way that melted her heart and panties.
“Are you ready? We don’t have much time.”
“Yes,” she purred.
Nikolai set up all the arrangements before he’d taken her from her family. Now, it was a simple matter of her selecting a gown. He was going to take her to a shop in town that had plenty of selections, but since he couldn’t see her before the wedding, he left her at the shop with the one man he trusted despite his incessant flirting—Sergei.
He had a meeting scheduled with Petrov who was supposed to meet him at the café down the street from the dress shop. They were going to decide what to do about the Rossis, plus Nikolai wanted to acquit the one of two people who helped him run this organization when his father died. Bianca had her concerns about him. Nikolai knew it had to be someone close to him, and since he trusted Sergei with his most precious possession, he went to the next one in line.
He and Petrov could have met at the house if he’d taken Bianca suggestion, but he was glad he didn’t. Bianca told him to go back and she’d just be driven home by Sergei, but that didn’t work for Nikolai. He didn’t like her away from him at all. First, because he wasn’t sure it was safe. Second, because she was too beautiful, and he was jealous. She was worried about him seeing her before the wedding, but he informed her that she could dress at the house so he wouldn’t see the dress.
The skies hadn’t been nice to them. Just as he was going to meet with Petrov, the skies opened up, and it stormed hard. Nikolai ran back to his truck and slammed the door shut.
His phone pinged with a text from Petrov.
I’m running late. My conference call ran over.
“Shit,” Nikolai yelled. Moments later, he called Sergei.
“She needs an umbrella. Is there any in the shop?”
“Yes there is. Don’t worry, Niko. She’s fine. I wouldn’t let anything happen to her, not even getting wet from a little bit of rain.”
“Do you think you’re funny, you fuck? She’s my wife. I want her protected at all costs.”
“I will. Chill. She’s almost done anyway.”
“That was fast.”
“Are you still meeting with Petrov?”
“He was supposed to meet me but texted me that he’s running behind. Hold on a sec. I just got another text.”
Nikolai looked at the text and tried not to be pissed. “Sergei, it’s
from Petrov. He says that the road is washed out and will meet me back at the house.”
“Why didn’t he come with you in the first place?”
“He had some business to handle and didn’t have time to leave at the moment. Before you start, I wasn’t going to leave her alone and let her come by herself.”
“I know. By the way, she’s done. We’ll be coming out in two minutes.”
Nikolai waited in the truck until he saw the door open. Then he jumped out to help his bride. Taking the package from her hands, he walked her back to the truck. After opening the door for her, he ran around back and placed the box in the trunk and jumped into the front seat.
“Are you buckled up, babe?”
“Just a second…now, I am,” Bianca said as she clicked it into place.
“Good. Let’s get on with it. I’m sorry that it’s raining, though. The wedding will have to be inside, instead of on the beach like you wanted this morning.”
“That’s not a big deal. So how much time do I have to get ready?”
“Hopefully by the time I get us there, you’ll have two hours before you marry me.”
“That should be plenty of time.”
And it would have been a lot of time, if it hadn’t been raining so hard that the alternate route was flooded too. They were forced to stay in a hotel in town.
They pulled up to a roadblock and waited to see if it was possible to get through.
“Change of plans, sweetie.” He turned to her after speaking with the French authorities blocking the way.
“We have to go back and stay in town tonight,” Nikolai said as she turned to face him with upset in her expressive eyes.
Bianca’s heart dropped. She knew something would go wrong to ruin her day. They said rain was good luck. I call bullshit on that one, she thought.
“I’m sorry, my love,” he said as he caressed her cheek.
Before she could stop it, the tears had fallen from her eyes.
Damn it, he thought. He didn’t ever want to see her cry. He started speaking in Russian to Sergei and about one minute later, he turned back to Bianca with a plan in mind.
“My love, we can still marry today, but it won’t be as nice as we planned yesterday, and it will be at the city offices in town.”
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