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I glide through the clear water of the compound's underground Olympic-sized pool. The early morning light streaming through the skylights illuminates the water around me. As I swim, I can't help but feel content with how things are going. My latest shipment of designer cocaine arrived safely from Europe and is now stored securely in my warehouse. The Outfit has already started distributing it, and Misha has been busy recruiting drug dealers to work our territory. The Outfit and Razors have been keeping their distance from the Chicago Bratva. Everything is going according to plan.
I no longer think about Adalina. Good. Out of sight. Out of mind. It's been over two weeks since I've seen her. I hope she keeps her distance. The gnawing in my gut has disappeared. I push the thoughts of her aside and try to focus on the task at hand. Misha found a discreet escort service for me, and I have an appointment later at a hotel on Michigan Avenue. It's been a while since I've indulged in such pleasures, but I need to blow off some steam.
Adalina
Avoiding Nikolai is my only option, and I have been successful at it for the past couple of weeks. I haven’t even gone down to the formal dining room for dinner. After he humiliated me in his office, I can’t bear to be around him. It is bad enough that he doesn’t care about me, but to treat me like that is just cruel.
Suddenly, I wake up with a start, my body covered in sweat. It was a dream about Nikolai, a dream where we were making love. The sensation was so vivid, his touch lingering on my skin, his breath on my neck. My heart races as I try to calm down, but my body has a different agenda. The throbbing between my legs is intense, and I can't resist touching myself until I come. But it was just a dream, and the reality is that I'm alone in my bed. Damn Nikolai! I can't believe he has such power over me, even in my subconscious. I need to stop dwelling on him like this. I mean absolutely nothing to him, and I have to accept that and move on.
But how can I move on from someone who makes me feel so alive, even in my dreams? How can I forget the way his body feels against mine, the way his fingers trace every inch of my skin? I've become entangled in him, and it's hard to break free.
Avoiding Nikolai seems to be my only option, and I've been successful at it for the past couple of weeks. I haven't even ventured down to the formal dining room for dinner. After what he did to humiliate me in his office, I can't bear to be near him. It's bad enough that he doesn't care about me, but to treat me with such cruelty is unforgivable.
I can't help but think about how his dick felt in my mouth. How aroused I was as I gave him a blow job. My first. I could sense his enjoyment. But then he turned so cold, so mean, relishing in rejecting me. And yet, a part of me still yearns for his touch, his attention. I miss him. I feel foolish for even entertaining the thought that he could ever care about me.
I've been trying my best to keep myself occupied and push him out of my mind, but it's impossible. No matter how hard I try, I can't deny the undeniable chemistry between us. It's electric, magnetic, and it frightens me. Because as much as I desire him, I know deep down that I can never truly have him.
With nothing to do so early in the morning, I decide to take a risk and visit the underground pool, despite not being a strong swimmer. I wear the white bikini and cover-up that Tatyana had bought for me. Barefoot, I make my way through the dimly lit tunnels of the basement. As I approach the entrance, the sound of water echoes, and I feel a cool breeze as I descend the stairs. And then, the sight takes my breath away. The pool is stunning, with blue tiles and a ceiling that has a mosaic of stars. Nikolai is standing by the side of the indoor pool, the water glistening under the lights. He takes a deep breath and dives in, the cool water enveloping him. The sound of his body gliding through the water is hypnotic. I stand by the edge of the pool, watching him. His muscular body, glistening with water, sends my heart racing. He swims a few laps before turning around and glancing at me.
I take off my cover-up and toss it on a nearby chair. I sit on the edge of the pool, letting my feet dangle in the water, trying my best to ignore Nikolai. But I can’t help stealing glances at him. He is so effortlessly sexy, with his chiseled jawline, piercing blue eyes, and muscular physique. I feel a tingle of desire run through me, and I quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed. I should have just left as soon as a saw him.
Nikolai finishes his laps and looks up to see me sitting on the ledge of the pool.
I am enjoying the calmness of the pool and the silence between us, but then Nikolai breaks it. He swims over to me and stops in front of me, "That bikini is too revealing to wear around my men," he says, his eyes lingering on my body.
“So? I don’t care.” I say defiantly. I feel my cheeks start to flush and quickly look away. I feel a mix of anger and attraction towards him.
“So? Nobody gets to see you like that. Change.”
I am tempted to stand up and shimmy out of the bathing suit, but I don’t have the courage. He continues to stare at me and I begin to feel uncomfortable. "Is there something you want?" I ask, trying to break the tension.
"Adalina, what are you doing here?" he asks.
“I am your prisoner, remember? "Besides, I wanted to go for a swim," I reply.
I nervously swirl my toes in the water.
Suddenly, Nikolai pulls himself out of the pool, dressed in tight swim shorts leaving nothing to the imagination, and walks toward me. My heart races as he sits down next to me and dips his feet in the water. He is sitting close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off his body. I can smell his heady masculine scent mixed with chlorine. We sit in silence for a few minutes, the only sounds are our breathing and the gentle splashing of the water. I feel my heart pounding in my chest, as I try not to gaze at his chiseled abs.
I ache to be touched by his hands on my bare skin, but I try to move away from him. He puts his hand on my thigh, holding me in place.
"You shouldn't be here," he says, his voice low and husky. "This pool is dangerous for someone like you."
What is that supposed to mean?
"I can take care of myself," I reply, trying to sound confident, even though I know it is a lie.
Nikolai chuckles. "Is that so?" he says, his hand moving up my thigh. "You seem pretty vulnerable to me."
I feel a shiver run down my spine as his hand creeps closer to the edge of my bikini bottoms. I know I should stop him, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Instead, I close my eyes and let out a soft moan as his fingers brush against my skin.
"I'm fine," I say, my voice almost breaking. "I can handle anything."
"I know you can," he says, his fingers on the edge of my bikini bottoms. "You're tougher than you think, Adalina."
We sit in silence for a few moments, just watching each other. I feel my heart pounding as I realize how close he is to me, his body just inches away.
Nikolai
