“It doesn’t matter.”
Sergei interrupted them again. Once he and Nikolai finished the debate, Nikolai told him to make the call. They would do this tonight.
They arrived at the hotel a little wet. Sergei spoke to the concierge while Nikolai took his fiancée to their room. Bianca looked around the spacious accommodations and noticed how beautiful it was.
While she walked into the bathroom to get freshened up, Nikolai took a call from Sergei. Once she walked out, he couldn’t help but stare at her natural beauty.
“Love, they can do the ceremony downstairs. I know this is probably not what you wanted, but we need to marry here.”
She walked up to him and grabbed his hand. Looking into his eyes, she said, “It doesn’t matter where we marry. My family is not here either way, so here or at the villa doesn’t make a difference.”
“I’m sorry I’m taking away your chance to marry with your family, but we need to be married. I want you to belong to me so that no one can challenge your status. I don’t know what Santini has in mind, but I’m not letting him take you from me.”
“I know that. I don’t need a big wedding. I just need you.”
“Damn it, woman. Why do you have to say things like that when I’ve got to take care of some stuff? You make me want to strip you down and fuck you hard.”
“Sorry, but you’ll have to wait until later. I’ve got to get ready,” Bianca said flirtatiously.
“Fine, woman, but don’t take too long. I can’t wait to seal you to me.”
Nikolai went downstairs to finalize the impromptu wedding details. Sergei walked up to him and handed him the paperwork he needed to fill out.
“It’s already done. I just wanted you to look at it to make sure everything is golden.”
“Thanks, Sergei.”
“What are friends for? Besides, I like her. She’s a sweet girl.”
“She’s mine,” Nikolai growled.
“Possessive much? That was just a compliment on selecting a good one.”
“Sorry. I’m just a bit crazy when it comes to her.”
“Just a bit. You’ve got an organization to run, and you haven't let her out of your sight.”
“So what? She’s mine, and I need to keep her safe until we find out who’s out to get us.”
When it was time for the wedding, Sergei was given the honor of walking Bianca down the aisle to Nikolai. Sergei grinned. He was happy to have the honor even if it was only by default.
Bianca and Nikolai exchanged vows in a small room of hotel guests, and yet,it didn’t matter to either of them. They smiled at each other throughout the ceremony and kissed tenderly when finally prompted.
They had a nice dinner served for them in the hall with all the hotel guests joining them to celebrate. It was a makeshift wedding put together on a whim, but it was perfect.
As they danced their first dance as a married couple, Bianca asked, “This turned out lovely, Niko. I wonder why it takes people a year to plan one.”
“I know, and I’m glad I didn’t have to wait for a year to marry. I would had to have kidnapped you,” he said with a guffaw. She light smacked his arm.
“Already pissing her off? That didn’t take long,” Sergei said with a chuckle.
“Shut up, Sergei,” Bianca said, earning a kiss from Nikolai.
She continued to dance with her husband and ignore the teasing comments from Sergei.
“I’m going to toss his ass in the basement when we get back to the villa.”
“But isn’t it flooded?”
“Yes.”
“You need to be nice. He just needs a girl.”
“You’re too nice.”
“Is that a problem?”
“Not when it’s just for me. You being nice to other men is something I really don’t care for.”
“Oh, please.”
“Please what, baby?”
“Please behave.”
“You weren’t saying that last night.”
“Well, there is a crowd of people here, and I’m not an exhibitionist.”
“You better not be, or I’ll spank that ass.”
“Seriously, stop threatening me with dirty talk.”
“Okay, fine. I won’t threaten. Tonight you will get a spanking.”
The music ended, and she pulled away from him. He tugged her back.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“Away from you…before I’m too hot and bothered to breathe.”
“Let’s go. It’s time we called it a night.”
They started walking to the bank of elevators. Once they reached the button, Nikolai pinned her to the wall and kissed her hard. They were pawing at each other. Bianca was sliding off Nikolai’s suitcoat when Sergei stopped them with a cough.
“What do you want? I’m kind of busy,” Nikolai growled as he turned to Sergei.
“I got a call from Petrov. I told him of your marriage. He didn’t sound thrilled about missing the ceremony, but I told the fuck that he should have met you on time and he wouldn’t have missed it. He says he is leaving for Monaco for a few days on business.”
“What the fuck for?”
“He said he had a meeting with two clients and they are vacationing there.”
“Damn it. We were supposed to have a meeting.”
“He said to call him and you could go over any of your plans tomorrow.”
“Seriously, this shit of putting his other clients ahead of me is getting really fucking annoying.”
“Can you get another lawyer?” Bianca asked.
“Yes, baby, but he was my father’s friend, so I’ve been hard-pressed to let him go. Plus he helped me through those first years.”
“Well, no offense, Sergei, but I’m really tired, and Niko has to tuck me in. You know it’s past my bed time.”
Sergei laughed. “Fine. Tuck your baby in, but remember checkout is at eleven.”
“Yes, sir,” Bianca said with a giggle.
“Come on, Mrs. Rykov. I think they snuck you some wine.”
“Hehehe…” she bubbly responded.
“How much did they sneak you?”
“It was vodka about ten minutes ago. They said I needed to get used to it because I married a Russian beast man.”
“My poor baby. Let’s get you to bed.”
“Are you going to fuck my ass again?” she said quite loudly as she grinned drunkenly.
A guy and his wife had been standing next to them when she blurted it out.
“You’re a lucky man,” he mumbled, earning a whack from his wife.
“You better believe it, mister.” She looked at the guy attempting to be stern.
“Bianca, love, no more vodka for you.”
They were just getting off the elevator when she called out to the couple. “Have a sexy, dirty evening. Do her good!”
Nikolai took his wife up to their room after their awkward elevator exchange.
“They were really nice people.”
“Sweetheart, you would think anyone was nice right now. How much did they give you?”
“A shot.”
“Just a shot?”
“Just a shot? That shit burned my insides. I need something thick and warm to coat my throat and ease the pain, my beast.”
“Bianca…”
“Don’t Bianca me. I want your cock now, Mr. Rykov, or you won’t be a very lucky man,” she grumbled.
“You want my cock? On your knees.”
“Yay!!!” she squealed as she dropped to her knees.
She started undoing his trousers, caressing the front panel as she slowly undid his zipper.
“Nikolai, you’ve got a magnificent body. I love it. I just want to lick you all over.”
“You can start with my cock.”
She bit her lip as she pushed his pants down and hissed, “Lift your foot.”
“Yes, dorogaya moya.”
“I don’t know what you’re saying, but I like hearing you
speak.”
“Suck, Bianca. Swallow my cock down your slender, burning throat, and if you’re a good girl, I’ll put it in your sweet little pussy.”
Bianca obeyed hungrily, her buzz still strong and her urges just as demanding. She swallowed almost half his cock down her throat. Her inhibitions lessened, and she turned into a true sex kitten for her man.
“Damn it, Bianca. I’m not ready to come,” he growled as he pulled his cock out of her greedy mouth.
He lifted her off her knees and lifted her simple but beautiful wedding gown. She wasn’t wearing any panties the whole fucking night. He laid her on the bed and dropped to his knees to taste her sweet pussy. She cried out the moment his tongue touched her folds. He opened her folds and licked her clit. Her juices were coating his tongue. It wasn’t long until she was tugging on his hair and pressing his face into her pussy.
“Oh, God, Niko!” she cried as she came quickly.
He climbed up her body and pushed into her. Turned on beyond belief, he punished her core, growling as he rode her hard. She was panting and moaning, coming again in mere moments.
“Come in me, Nikolai. Give me your baby.”
Her words sent him over the edge, and he pressed deeply into her as he came hard.
Chapter 6
Claudio Santini sat at his desk, furious, knowing that his supposed bride-to-be had been kidnapped by the man who was supposed to seek revenge on the whole family. It was made clear to him this morning that she’d been taken for Rykov’s physical pleasure.
His mind raced to the day that she’d told him that she’d loved someone else and would only give herself to him after their marriage. When he snuck her phone to find out who had her heart and the key to her pussy, he was in for a surprise.
She was in love with a man she couldn’t have and a man he’d envied—yet despised.
Santini hit his button and called his contact in France.
“Tell me what is going on.”
“They married today.”
The moment the words rung in his ears, he shouted, “What!” Claudio slammed his hand onto the desk in utter disgust and fury.
“You were supposed to get her away from him.”
“I didn’t have time. He only left her for five minutes. I tried to help her get out, but she’d been caught trying to get her phone. I couldn’t stop the wedding because all the roads were flooded. It stormed hard, and they were married at the hotel.”
“Fine. It’s okay. She’ll be taught a lesson just like Luciano’s wife.”
“You don’t mean…?”
“Yes. I damn well mean that. That virgin pussy was supposed to be mine, and Angelo, the fuck, was supposed to get her away before Rykov got there. Instead, he punked out. I haven’t seen him. He was probably was working for Rykov.”
“Well, what do you want me to do?” the anxious voice on the other end asked.
“Don’t do anything. I’m coming to get what’s mine,” he snarled sinisterly before hanging up on his mole.
†††
He’d taken her all around town after they checked out of the hotel.
“How are you feeling now, my wife?”
“I’m feeling a bit foolish and totally embarrassed. It was like I had no filter last night.”
“No, you didn’t. I was amused in the elevator, but really turned on when we were in the room. Don’t be too upset. I enjoyed that naughty, dirty girl that showed up last night. She can make unexpected appearances as often as she’d like.”
She whacked his arm as she looked around to see if they had an audience. “Niko!”
“Again, woman. You’re abusive,” he whimpered and pretended to be injured.
“Real funny, Nikolai. You’re ready for Hollywood.”
“Do you want to look around since we are already here?”
“Can we?” Bianca said cheerfully.
“Sure.” Nikolai smiled down at his wife as he slid his hand in hers. They were about to walk out of the hotel when the concierge called them.
“Monsieur Rykov!” the concierge said as he ran up to the couple. Sergei stepped up to intervene, but Nikolai raised his hand to stop Sergei’s movement.
“Yes?” Nikolai asked as he turned to the panting man.
“The hotel would like to give you this as a gift to celebrate your marriage.”
The man handed Nikolai a photo frame that had a picture of Nikolai and Bianca as they turned to the crowd at the wedding. It was a perfect picture, and instantly he handed it to Bianca.
“Here, my love.”
“Oh my! It’s perfect!” Bianca said with a beautiful, glowing smile that caused Nikolai to grin like a fool.
“Thank you, sir.”
“You’re welcome. There are other photos that are still being processed and can be sent to you tomorrow.”
“Please send them to my villa. Excuse us,” Nikolai said before walking away with Bianca.
“I’m glad you like it, my dear. I’m just sorry that I didn’t think of it. Your smile is beautiful.”
Bianca blushed at his words and bit her lip, giving Nikolai an instant hard-on.
“Come. Let’s get out of here before I request another room for an hour or so.”
He rushed her out of there and they traveled the streets of Nice for the next few hours and enjoyed a delicious meal before calling it a day. The couple arrived at the villa with several bags of gifts that Nikolai had bought for Bianca.
†††
“Have you contacted Santini yet?” Luciano asked his father, pacing as usual, wearing out the area rug in the sitting room.
“Yes. I contacted him yesterday when he called for her. He was pissed that I hadn’t protected her better. Like what the fuck was I going to do? Let Rykov ice my whole family just to save Bianca from a man that wants to marry her? I know that it sounds cruel, but I knew that Rykov wasn’t going to hurt her, and I knew we could get her back.”
“Well that doesn’t seem to be going well, does it? He took her and told us he wasn’t giving her back. If he supposedly cared, he wouldn’t have taken her away from us like he did,” Luciano said furiously.
“He’s in love with her. I don’t think what happened is that simple. His feelings warred with his revenge. He’s a hell of a lot better than Santini. I never liked that fuck. Remember, son, you and your family wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for Rykov. His heart is strong, and he seems to have given it to your sister.”
“What if she doesn’t want him?” Luciano asked nervously.
“She does care for him,” said the matriarch, Mrs. Rossi, as she entered the living area.
“Did you talk to her?” Luciano asked his mother.
“Yes, a year ago. Look at this.” She handed Luciano the newspaper clipping. She’d already shown her husband that night after the raid.
“They’ve met before. When she was just sixteen?” he growled.
“No. She claims that she just saw his picture and was enamored. Trust me when I say that she was broken when I took it away from her.”
“Seriously?” Luciano shook his head as he absorbed his mother’s words. “Well, then it seems she got what she wanted. So what are we supposed to do with Santini? He’s going to want to get her back.”
“She didn’t really want to marry him. She ran right into Nikolai because she didn’t want to get fitted for a dress. She told me that she was only marrying Santini because she refused to sleep with him until they were married, and he knew that she’d been in love with someone else,” Amber chimed in.
“So he knows about Rykov?” he asked his wife.
“I don’t know if he knows the name of the guy, considering she didn’t want to tell me the guy’s name.”
The doorbell rang, and one of Rossi’s guards brought in the weekly roses from Santini for Bianca.
“I guess he forgot to cancel the order,” Luciano said as he grabbed the card off the roses.
“I’ll send the roses until you come home. Love, Claudio
,” he read the card aloud. Something changed in Luciano’s expression as he stared at the little note. A growl rumbled from his chest as he focused on the card.
“What the matter, my love?” Amber said as she slid her arms around Luciano.
“It’s him. Father, where is the packet from Rykov?”
“It’s in my office, in the top drawer,” he said as Luciano rushed to the office and pulled it from his desk. Luciano flipped to the signatures of the judge and looked back at the card. He ran back out to his father and placed the file and card on the table.
“Look.” He pointed to the card and the legal document.
“The bastard.” The Don slammed his fists. “He is a dead man. Get Rykov on the line, now,” he commanded.
“What is it?” Amber asked since she was unable to get a good view of the papers.
“I’ve got to make a call. Let’s go into the study.” The family followed him into the room as Amber closed the door.
“We’ll explain. Just listen on the call,” Luciano said as he put the house phone on speaker.
“Rykov,” Nikolai answered as he sat down at the desk in his office. He’d just left Bianca after their last loving session in the shower. She told him she was going to go outside and read the newest romance novel on her tablet, No Choice by C.M. Steele.
“Is your phone tapped?” Luciano asked impatiently.
“No. I personally checked it. Do you want to talk to Bianca?”
“Yes, but not now. It’s important and about the file. Claudio Santini signed the judge’s signature.”
“Are you serious?” Nikolai asked in a serious rage.
“Yes,” Luciano hissed.
“One moment.” Nikolai called out to Sergei to come in to the office.
“Sergei, bring Bianca to me, please.” Sergei left to go fetch Bianca who was sitting in her favorite chair out on the veranda.
“He knows that she was in love with someone else,” Luciano added, wondering if he knew something they didn’t.
“Then he must know it was me and set us both up,” Nikolai surmised.
“But someone had to tell him about your real identity.”
“I know. I’m not sure who it was, but I’ve narrowed it down.”
“I’ll call you back in a minute.” He hung up the phone as Sergei returned with Bianca.
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