By the time I get to my uncle’s place, there are men everywhere. Something is going on and now that they’ve planned my damn wedding to Ivelisse, they seem to have other plans. Like killing her brother for one.
I walk through the front door and make my way straight to his office. I don’t give a fuck who is here or what they are talking about, I need information and I need that shit now.
Opening his office door, I see Uncle Viktor, Sergio, and Vlad sitting on the couches drinking something. All their heads turn towards me and I slam the door behind me. Most of these sit-downs, I’m invited to, so this makes me suspicious.
“What are you doing here Nikolai?” My uncle asks from his seat.
“I need more information on my upcoming nuptial,” I sneer out. “You want me to off the bride’s brother.” I can’t keep the disdain from my voice. I’m fucking pissed that they would even put me in this position.
“Calm down, boy,” Viktor says before motioning for me to take a seat. I choose the chair furthest from these bastards and sit my ass down, staring at them all.
“Tell me what the fuck this does to help us? You are marrying me off to the daughter of the man who killed my father.” When I look at his expression, I see that it’s just a move. He’s trying to do something sneakier than this. “Do they know who I am?” I ask when he doesn’t say anything. Judging by Sergio and Vlad’s expressions, they didn’t know who I was going to be marrying either.
“The Abelli Family doesn’t know anything about who you are. All I told them was that you were my top soldier and next to take my position in the family if anything should happen to me. They know that you need a bride that will be by your side, not bitching and questioning every decision you make. She isn’t part of the lifestyle, so she is the perfect fit for you.”
You mean I can control what she thinks and what she does.” I get a bitter taste in my mouth. He’s using me to get inside their family. I’m not one of his pawns in this war that he’s getting ready to start.
“Yes. I’m glad you finally understand your position here in the family.” I scoff at that.
“You want me to kill her brother.” To say I’m pissed is putting it lightly. I won’t betray her trust in me. Now that I know what he’s planning, there is no fucking way I’ll be the one to put a bullet in Leif’s head.
It’s for the greater good of the family if we take him out,” he states like I’m not signing Leif’s death warrant.
“I don’t give a shit what it is to you. I’m not killing my future wife’s brother. That will only doom the marriage from the start,” I grit out. He’s fucking delusional.
“The marriage isn’t for love, Nikolai. You are only marrying her to get inside the Abelli Family. I don’t give a fuck if the little bitch hates you or not, his death needs to happen.”
I keep my composure the best I can. I can’t let them know that I’ve been fucking Ivelisse for months. I will end up digging my own grave if that comes out. I do however need to give the Abelli Family props for keeping her a deeply guarded secret. No one knew who she was except her parents, her brother, and Giovanni Abelli.
“I can tell you this, when I marry her, she is off limits to all the bullshit you seem to want to start with her family. She’ll be mine and I protect what’s mine.” Viktor and I stare each other down, neither of us giving in. Finally, he sighs and runs his hand down his beard.
“We have a meeting set up for tomorrow to announce your engagement. Be here at eight p.m. and don’t be late,” he states before dismissing me. Getting up from the chair, I walk past them without a word. Grabbing my phone out of my pocket, I send Ivelisse a text asking her where she is right now. It takes a long while before I get a response from her.
Ivelisse: Dress shopping with my mom.
Me: Call me when you’re done.
Ivelisse: Please kill me now. She is driving me insane. I hate dresses.
I laugh at her response. She must not know that tomorrow she will become my fiancée.
Me: Pick something sexy. I can’t wait to be able to peel it off of you.
Ivelisse: Is the dress for you? Is that why she’s being a bitch about it?
Me: Engagement party tomorrow night. The families will get together to celebrate our upcoming wedding. Pick something sexy.
Getting in my car, I make my way to my house. When I pull up, I see Stavros sitting on his bike. “I’ve been trying to get a hold of you all fuckin’ day.” His tone is frustrated and I have no clue why he’s here other than to try and see Harlyn and Ruslan.
“I’ve been out. Sorry I have a damn job to do for the family,” I state before walking towards him.
“Yeah, the infamous Levin Family of lowlife criminals. It has such a nice ring to it. I don’t get why you’re still so damn loyal to Uncle Viktor.” He grins at me and I look up towards Harlyn’s window and see her watching us. He doesn’t notice me looking up, so I look back to him and wait for him to just spit it the fuck out.
“I hear through the chatter that you and that bitch split up for good and that you’re being married off by Uncle Viktor.”
“Yeah. He claims it’s going to get us a good position with their family.” I’m not really in the mood to talk to him about this shit right now. I’m still pissed about what Viktor said about her at his place.
“The family who killed our old man,” he states coldly.
“She wasn’t involved. Don’t take this shit out on her. I’ll get our revenge on the Abelli Family, but I won’t hurt her in the process. She’s going to be my wife and there is nothing anyone can do to stop it.” He snorts at that.
“Want to make a bet?” He has a grin on his face that would terrify anyone else, but I know him better than that. He wouldn’t go against me after all the shit we’ve been through.
“If you so much as hurt one hair on her head, I’ll hide Harlyn and Ruslan and you’ll never see them again.” His grin fades and I know that I’m fighting fire with fire. It’s the only way to get through to him sometimes.
“You wouldn’t,” he grits out.
“Try me.” I don’t back down from him because for one, I’m not afraid of my brother. We can do this all fucking day and neither of us will back down. He knows I’m also a man of my word and I will take everything he cares about away from him in the blink of an eye if he doesn’t trust me enough to make the right decisions for us.
“Do you even know who the bitch you’re marrying is?” I nod my head at his question and look out towards the street. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I see him look down quickly before back at me.
“You going to get that?”
“Naw, it can wait. Who she is doesn’t matter. She isn’t part of the family that matters and she has never been involved in any of their lives.”
He starts to laugh at that. “You’re a goddamn idiot. He’s playing you and you just fucking give right into his shit. Just like always.”
I close the two steps between us and grab him by the throat, pushing him backward on his bike. “Fuck you. I don’t see you doing anything for our damn family. I was the one who had to put Mom’s heart back together when you left. Stay the fuck away from her and me if you want shit to stay good between us.” His eyes just bore into me. He doesn’t say a word and I don’t mind. He doesn’t know shit and certainly doesn’t know the shit I went through when he left us.
I release him and walk away. I’ve got shit to get ready for and not a whole lot of time to get a plan in motion to keep her safe. I already feel something on the horizon and I won’t let anyone or anything hurt her. I’ll give my last breath for her to be safe.
By the time three a.m. comes around, I’m sneaking into her house. Tonight is going to be the engagement announcement and the only thing on my mind is her. I’ve spent hours holed up in my office trying to figure out all the possible scenarios that will take place tonight. I have all my best men ready for anything that might come at us.
Ilias and I worked out a plan of escape if shit goes down, him covering me and Ivelisse until I know we’re safe. I just hope this shit doesn’t come to this.
As I slide in her bed behind her, I run my hand over her stomach and pull her closer to me. Close is never enough anymore. I need to feel every inch of her skin against mine. Every curve of hers matches mine perfectly, almost like she was made for me. My hand roams along her body and I feel that she has no bra on and only a flimsy wife beater and a pair of lace panties.
This girl is every damn wet dream I’ve ever had rolled into one perfect package. My hand moves along her hip and I pull her leg up and over my hip. My dick is hard and begging for a release. Moving her hair to the side, I press my mouth to her skin and suck roughly, leaving a mark in my path. I want everyone to know she’s mine even before they announce it.
Pushing her forward slightly, I move her panties to the side then run the head of my dick along her sweet pussy lips. Her ass presses back against me and a low moan falls from her sinful little mouth. I sink into her slowly until I bottom out inside of her.
Pulling her back into my chest, I slowly fuck her, my mouth never leaving her skin. Kissing, sucking, and biting her soft skin as I thrust in and out of her sweet body. Marking her skin every place I can. “Niko,” she moans into the dark, quiet room. The only sounds are from when our skin comes together and the small sounds escaping her.
“Always so fucking good,” I mutter against her neck. I reach down and rub her clit roughly until we both come apart together.
Her heart is racing as we both come down from our orgasms. I slide my arm under her neck and slide the other one down her stomach, cupping her pussy. I can’t bring myself to pull out of her, so I stay right where I am, buried deep inside of her.
“My mom was outraged when she saw the last mark you left on me. She’s probably going to kill me this time,” she murmurs sleepily.
“Just marking what’s mine.” I kiss her neck once more before I close my eyes and fall asleep with my girl – my future wife in my arms.