Page 6 of Nordic Mafia


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At that I nod and glance at the door. “I’m going to have to leave for a second...”

“You just arrived,” he interrupts in a dark voice but I patiently finish,

“Need to change my clothes.”

He tenses and his eyes roam down my body. “And switch into your uniform?” When I nod again he adds, “Then hurry.” His fists tense as I sneak out of the room. I change clothes, hurrying and I make a mess in my eagerness to indulge Viper when I stop myself. Men like him are so used to getting what they want all the time that he’s probably forgotten what it’s like to be patient. A teasing smile crosses my face and I button up slowly, arrange my hair slowly, even chitchat a bit with the other nurses and then I calmly enter Viper’s room and his eyes narrow.

“What took you so long,” he grits between his teeth but when I shut the door, his fuming eyes move from my face down my body and I catch the shift in him. It’s like I’ve snapped my fingers and a look of utter need floods his eyes. “It was worth it though,” he slowly exhales, shifting and my jaw slacks when he moves his hand under the duvet and adjusts himself.

I flush and my heart ticks as I slowly walk over to him. “You must eat,” I murmur. “How else will you regain your health.”

“I regain my health by having you near. I don’t need anything but you in your little uniform doting on me.”

“If only that was true.” Reaching forward, I peel off the plastic on his blueberry jello and put it back down. “Please eat. I need to go and check upon some of my other patients...”

“Feed me.”

My eyes go to his in surprise. He’s massive, his hair is out of the braid and flaring down to his pecs like ribbons of silver. His arms are enormous with biceps like bowling balls. He didn’t get shot in his arms which means it’s not necessary that I feed him.

“You’re perfectly capable of doing it yourself,” I whisper and he puts his hand on my arm.

“Please...” he groans and I can’t say no to him. Grabbing a scoop of jello, I move it to his mouth and he opens and swallows. A triumphant and highly satisfied expression colors his face, and he seems even bigger than usual.

He’s so stimulating to my senses that I have to bite my lower lip to not let out a moan. Girls get lost in men like him. He’s a wild forest of birches that you run into, and then can’t get out because everything looks the same. Viper’s a labyrinth, a dark one and a part of me doesn’t care if I lose myself in him. I would rather be lost in him than found in some other man.

Does he know that I harbor these kinds of feelings for him? Can he tell by simply looking at my face? I feel myself going red and he rasps,

“I love it when you blush, angel. I’d pay you to blush on demand if I could.”

“Would you? I’ve always found the habit annoying. Too revealing, too obvious.”

“It’s what I like about you.” His eyes roam down my face. “It’s what endears you to me.”

Endears? “That’s a surprise. I always believed mobsters liked gold-diggers...” I slap a hand over my mouth when I realize what I’ve said. “Whoops...” his eyes darken and I stutter, “I mean you’re in the Nordic M...mafia aren’t you?”

His fists clench causing his biceps to swell like goodies baked in an oven. “You found out about that? Who told you?”

“Does it matter? It’s true isn’t it?” Most of his runes are hidden by his hospital clothes but his arms are still visible. “Besides it’s not like you’re making a huge effort keeping it a secret.” My hand shivers lightly when I move the jello to his mouth but he clasps it, to stop it from shaking.

“The life I lead has nothing to do with you, angel. I may be in the mafia but I’m also a man, with needs and wants. It’s them you need to worry about. Not what I do for a living.”

His words about me needing to pay attention to his needs make desire stir in me. “But, you’re the leader aren’t you? Your organization terrorizes this town.”

“We only go after the ones who deserve it, those who are even worse than us.” He lets out a masculine snort. “In our own way we’re even moral. One could practically even go so far and say I have a halo over my head.”

“Do you?” I squint really hard. “I can’t see it.”

Viper chuckles. “Tamsin...” he purrs, “do not tease me. Did I not after all take two bullets for you?”

I lick my lips. “Why did you do that...exactly?”

“Because I can’t stand seeing small, innocent things get hurt. I didn’t think, I reacted on pure instinct knowing that even if I can’t be this world’s hero, I need to at least be yours.”

Dropping the spoon I stare at him with wide eyes, at the sudden openness in him, at the vulnerability. I feel myself turn hot for him, my temperature rising and I gasp for air.

“Kiss me, angel,” Viper growls. “Been thinking about your mouth all day, now give it.”

“B...but someone could see. You’re still a patient and...Ah!” I shriek when Viper swipes the tray off the bed in one move, causing it to smash into the wall and he snatches me to him.

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