After two weeks, Ivan's gun wound has healed enough that he can now go about without the bandage. Despite the pain, he's been going to work wearing his usual suit attire except he wears it without the jacket so there can be enough room. Sometimes, he switches it up, wearing jeans and a polo instead. Now that the bandage is off, he's back to wearing his suits which I honestly can't complain about. This morning, he dropped me off at a cafe since I didn't want to be at home. I've come to realize that the change of scenery helps a lot when I have a writers block.I've been here for five hours now and so far I've written a very impressive number of words. Since I couldn't get past writing the sex scene for my romance novel, I dumped the incomplete manuscript and started a new thriller novel today. I look at my wrist watch to check the time which says quarter to one, and look behind me to where Pavel and James are seated on high alert, throwing death stares to anyone who looks in my dire
It took everything in me to restrain myself from devouring Lucia as soon as I saw her wearing the dress I got for her. She looked stunning, and apparently, I wasn't the only one who thought so. I caught a few lingering eyes on her at the event, and if not for the time and place, I would've plucked out every pair of eyes that looked her way this evening. Immediately we got back, I changed into my swimwear and came down to the pool to let out some steam. That's my one form of relieving stress, but in this case, I'm letting out the tension I feel from holding back when it comes to Lucia. Plus, it doesn't help that we lay on the same bed. I fucking applaude my self control.She's my wife by law and I have every right to claim her but despite how tempting that is, I want her to want me as much as I do. I don't know how long I can last though. I've just completed a second lap when I feel my neck tingle from being watched. It's not a bad sort of tingle though and I Instantly know it's Luc
I watch as confusion slithers his expression for a moment. I wasn't planning on telling him, but then I've heard the pain of losing your virginity isn't exactly a good feeling. He stares at me for seconds, which brings me instant regret because I just might have ruined the moment.Silly silly me. I slap myself internally.Then the realization of my confession suddenly hits him, and his eyes grow a shade darker than I've ever seen.“Fuck, baby.” He growls. “Thank fuck you spoke on time.” And just like that, the moment is back. He captures my mouth again in a searing kiss while positioning his cock at my entrance. He begins to lower himself slowly as he stares into my eyes. I gasp when he breaks through and inhale when he's all the way to the hilt. God I feel so full. “Are you okay?”“Yes baby, move please.” I whimper, aching so much for him but he doesn't move right away, instead he remains unmoving for a minute, giving me time to adjust. Then he pulls back an inch and comes back
When I turn on the bed at dawn, I find Ivan's side empty. I assume he's using the toilet, so I go back to bed. I'm properly up by 8:35 a.m., and Ivan is nowhere to be found. Even at his home office. Aliya confirmed that he left very early this morning for work. I wouldn't have been surprised if not that it's Sunday today. He's always home on Sundays. I go to shower and have breakfast so I can resume my writing. When my laptop is in front of me, Ideas are flowing and I should be more than excited about that since it's the romance manuscript I abandoned when I couldn't figure out the sex scene but I just can't concentrate.Firstly, my mind wanders off to last night, which was undoubtedly an amazing one for me. I had sex for the first time and even enjoyed it, though I still feel sore. When Ivan walked in on me touching myself, that had to be the most embarrassing thing I have ever felt in a long time. I didn't think he would react the way he did, which made me feel relieved knowing he
“There's no sign of life, Pakhan.” Alex says as he limps into one of the rooms of the underground tunnel that I and more than a dozen of my men are holed up in. There are a few bodies sprawled at every nook and cranny of the room.“Doc, see Alex's wound next.” I motion with my head in Alex's direction, signalling that he takes a seat. Pavel is currently getting a stitch on his inner thigh.“Where's Lev?” I ask Nikolai, who is standing beside me. He lifts his chin at the entrance, and I look up to see Lev walking inside, a blunt in between his lips. He looks like shit. Fuck, we all do.After what I would consider the best and most peaceful night I've had in a long long time, I was woken up with a call that the Terka Syndicate had breached one of my major warehouses in New york. They obviously didn't take my rejection - to not use my border route - lightly.I have a total of twenty-five warehouses scattered all over the state and a few more outside the state; three of which are fully e
I've just put up my hair into a ponytail when there's a quick knock on my bedroom door. Yup, you heard that right. I moved out of Ivan's room 2 days ago. Being in his space was really messing with my head, and I just couldn't take it anymore. It doesn't even help that his scent practically fills up the entire room.His action over the last four days since he left tells me of the kind of person he is. I scoff at my own stupidity for not keeping my desire for my sexy husband in check. I couldn't go back to my former room because while the ceiling has been repaired, the room still needs a lot of fixing to look like it did before whatever it was that happened to it. So I moved into the room opposite Ivan's. It's a bit smaller than what I'm originally used to, but the cosiness of the space makes it more than perfect for me. “Come in.” I respond.Aliya opens the door and peeks her head inside. “Pakhan is back, ma'am.” I restrain myself from showing any obvious interest in Ivan finally fi
My alarm goes off by 5:30 am sharp, and I instantly regret not turning it off before I went to bed last night. I mute the damn thing and force myself to fall back asleep, but my brain obviously doesn't get the memo because it picks up from where my thoughts stopped last night.I don't think I've ever seen a woman as livid as Lucia was yesterday, which is why I decided to give her some space. For now.I'll just try again today. Whoever said that women aren't difficult has some serious mental issues. I mean It's probably a woman who said it anyway. Rolling onto my stomach on Lucia's side of the bed, I glue my face to her pillow, needing her scent to wash over me again so I can fall asleep. That was how I managed to fall asleep last night. I've gotten so used to having her in my bed that it hurts to lay here without her. Lev would laugh in my face if he heard about this.It's Friday today and normally I should already be up and about, getting ready to go into the office and then my newl
Usually, after partying all night, I normally wake up with a tremendous headache, almost as if my skull developed a mind of it's own and hopes to tear itself open and away from my head. Not right now, though. I only have a mild headache, which proves that I haven't been asleep that long.When my eyelids flutter open, I catch the dim lights on the red ceiling above me, but it takes a while to get rid of the blurriness of the room before my eyes are able to adjust. Now that my eyes are focused, the entire room is in fact red, and I'm very certain that this isn't my room. Where the fuck am I? My brain activity seems to be slower than usual because it takes me more than a minute to realize the position I'm in. I don't even know what exactly it is but I do know that I can't move my body an inch. What the hell!I'm sprawled out on the surface of a cushioned table… or is it a chair? It's definitely the same as the ones in a gynecologist office, or something close. My legs are spread open w