CHAPTER-39

***Flashbacks of the wedding night***

Aleksandr Fedorov chuckled, seeing his enemy in such a vulnerable state.

“And they call you The Princess of Cosa Nostra. What a shame, Tigritsa!” He snorted while sitting on the couch leisurely, setting his intense gaze on her quivering body.

“Now that our Little ceremony has finished, it's time to give you your reward.” Alexander stood up and approached her. Aria inhaled sharply not liking the distance but she looked at him in haze as He stood near her before cupping her face. He was standing too close to her that it was simulating her badly.

"It seems like You want to be fucked, Tigritsa! Tell me what do you want?"

Aria gave him a lusty stare with those grey eyes which He came to be attracted to recently. Her gaze, her talks, her touches all the way from the church to her room had turned him on badly but He prolonged everything.

She raised her hands and touched his chest before getting closer to him if possible. She didn't say anything but mo