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But let me warn you, I won't tolerate any funny business. =
"The grand reopening of Velvet Handcuffs is just one week away. If there is no interference from the Outfit on opening night, I will release Adalina to you on Friday. In five days' time, at noon, I will drop her off at the Windsor hotel on Michigan Avenue. But let me warn you, I won’t tolerate any funny business. I'm counting on the crowds of tourists and lunch-goers to keep you from trying anything stupid. But make no mistake, if you or your men try to ambush me, you'll deeply regret it."
I lean back in my chair, gently swirling my glass of whiskey, before continuing. "Certainly, the Outfit can continue distributing my designer cocaine, but the price is open to negotiation. Inflation has pushed the cost higher, and while I offer a superior product, it's crucial to maintain competitiveness with other suppliers."
Bobby replies, "I understand. We can work out the details later. But remember, Adalina's return is not negotiable. I expect everything to go smoothly on Friday."
I chuckle at the words on the other end of the line. "No doubt. You can't quit the game when the money is flowing in, can you?" I say. "But we're in business together, so I'll make sure you get your fix. As for Adalina, you have my word that she'll be returned to you in five days. And once that happens, we'll sit down and renegotiate our deal."
I end the call with Bobby and with a satisfied smirk. Everything has gone according to plan. But then my thoughts drift to Adalina. It won't be easy to give her up. To give up the sex. I can't help but enjoy her company. Especially her sweet body. I have made a habit of fucking her a few times a day in the past two weeks. Oh, well. Without her, the compound will be quiet and dull. But I can't break my promise to Bobby Vincenzio. War between the Outfit and the Bratva would be disastrous for everyone involved.
Kidnapping Adalina has unexpectedly led to her falling in love with me. Unfortunately, I am incapable of reciprocating those feelings. I'm not built that way. I'm a heartless bastard, incapable of feeling anything beyond physical pleasure. But I've never experienced pleasure like I have with her. Fucking has never been so good. I should have stayed away from her. It's made it all the more difficult to say goodbye
My only course of action is to persuade her not to marry Alfonso. It is the only thing I can do to for her. The mob is a dangerous life, and someone as innocent as Adalina doesn’t deserve to be caught up in it. She deserves a partner who will cherish and protect her, and that person isn't me or Alfonso.
Soon, I'll have to break the news to her and have a long talk, convince her to forget about me and start anew in Manhattan. She's young and has her whole life ahead of her. She'll move on from me, a cold, cruel bastard who can't offer her anything more than physical pleasure.
Adalina
Nikolai and I spend our days in a haze of passion and pleasure. Each moment with him is more intoxicating than the last, and I find myself losing track of time as we explore each other's bodies. But in the back of my mind, I can't help but dread what comes next. Our time together is limited, and I know that eventually, I'll have to face the reality that we don't have a future together. The thought is enough to bring tears to my eyes, but I push it aside and try to savor every moment we have left.
Sweat glistens on my skin as I lay on top of Nikolai's chiseled body, feeling completely sated after our steamy session of sex. He had just taken me from behind. It was hot and rough. The sex was so good, I came three times. His bedroom smells of sex. I can feel our combined fluids running down my inner thighs. We started with me on his lap, riding his cock and grinding into him, and ended with him taking me from behind. I am always amazed at how big his cock is. Are all men this big?
As much as I try to resist, Nikolai has consumed my thoughts and emotions. He has awakened a part of me that I never knew existed. Every touch ignites a fire within me, and his kisses make me feel like the only woman in the world. But, I know that’s not enough. Even though he is a generous lover and always makes sure I come, he'll never feel what I feel for him. It's like banging my head against a brick wall. Nikolai is too guarded, too scarred by his past. Despite this, I will cherish every moment we share, knowing that soon he will be a distant memory.
As for my father and Mario, I must devise a plan. I cannot marry Mario, especially after experiencing my connection with Nikolai. I will have to face my father and tell him the truth, regardless of the consequences. I cannot return to my previous life after Nikolai has shown me the true meaning of passion and desire.
His fingers trace delicate circles on my naked back, and as much as I want to express my love for him, deep down, I know he will never return those feelings. To him, our connection is nothing more than a fling, a way to pass the time. What frustrates me is that I know so little about him. He never opens up about himself.
"What was your childhood like? I've shared so much with you, but I know so little about your past," I cautiously inquire, hoping to break through the walls he has built around himself.
"My childhood is in the past. I prefer not to talk about it," he replies with a heavy sigh, hinting at the weight of his past.
"Please, Nikolai," I persist, desperate to know more about the brutal man who has captured my heart. "Just tell me something. I want to understand you better."
Nikolai
As I lie in bed, holding a naked Adalina in my arms, I make an effort to clear my mind and avoid thoughts of the future. The thought of a life without her seems dreary, and I with things were different. Then she asks me about my childhood. I never talk about my childhood.
I hesitate for a moment, aware of her curiosity and desire to understand me better. However, my past is a dark and painful place that I prefer to keep hidden.
Ignoring my resolve to not reveal my past, I take a deep breath and begin to share. "I grew up in a Moscow orphanage."
As I speak, memories flood back to me. The cold, sterile walls of the orphanage, and the endless loneliness that I felt.
“I had always known that I was different from the other children at the orphanage. While they had parents who visited them on occasion, I had no one. I was just a faceless child among many, waiting for someone to come and take me away. No one did.”
As I continue to speak, I notice the look of empathy in Adalina's eyes. It is like she understands my pain, and I feel that gnawing in my gut again. Fucking Hell!
“It wasn't until I was older when I learned the truth about my past. One of the caretakers at the orphanage had taken pity on me and told me the truth. My mother had been a prostitute, and she had left me at the orphanage when I was just a newborn baby. She had never come back for me.”
“I’m sorry, Nikolai.”
I massage my forehead and continue, “The news hit me like a ton of bricks. I had always known that his life was hard, but to learn that I had been abandoned by my own mother was almost too much to bear. I felt a deep sense of shame and unworthiness, and I knew that it would stay with me for the rest of my life.”
“That’s terrible.” Adalina says.
“But as I grew older, the pain fueled my determination to rise above my circumstances. I refused to be just another forgotten orphan, a faceless child lost in the system. So I fled, living on the streets and scrounging for food until the Bratva took me in. It was then that I truly began to work, training and studying every day determined to make my mark on the world.”
