Bound by lies Trapped by Desire novel Chapter 61

The dance that followed was electric

in pacers stand frozen, les parted, slack jawed in what looked like a mix of shock and awkwardness, her eyes flicking between Nikolai and me as if sho

whether to run avery, I could practically see the gears turning in her head, trying to figure out how to salvage what little dignity she had left.

“I didn’t cook anything.” e said finally, her voice trembling slightly, eyes wide with panic. “I was going to. I just… I didn’t know if Elena wanted

anything

it’s face darkened. That dangerously quiet sort of dark that made you lean forward instinctively, as if bracing for a blow you couldn’t see

cwhat mostly has the water since breakfast?” he asked coolly, turning his gaze toward me, his onyx eyes narrowing

Before she could dig her grave my deeper, I answered “Don’t get angry at her,” I said quickly, straightening up on the couch. “I wasn’t feeling hungry”

Hare cut sharply to mine, brow arching with clear disapproval,

“That’s but the point,” he said, his voice tight. “It’s her job to make sure you eat. Had she prepared something and actually served it to you, I know you would have eaten it just seeing the food” His eyes ficked back to the nurse, whose face was now pale as a sheet. “She failed to do that.”

I didn’t even try to hide the smile tugging at my lips when I saw Princess mumbling profuse apologies under her breath, her voice barely audible,

wah maybe i was being unnecessarily mean, but that’ll at least teach her not to try and flirt with other people’s husbands.

Nikolai jutt waved a dismissive hand. “Get me a hairdryer”

snapped up “R–right away.”

turned and bolted out of the living room faster than I’d ever seen her move.

I took a breath and titted my head toward him, unable to stop the warmth that bloomed in my chest at the sight of his frustrated face, his furrowed brow and the way he stood there–towering protective, mine. “I wanted to have lunch with you,” I said quietly, letting the words hang between us like an offering

His scowlmeted Slowly. And then he smiled.

That crooked, heart raining smile that always hit me harder than I wanted to admit

“Alright,” he said, stepping closer, voice softening “Then let’s have lunch together first, before we go to the doctor.”

As he moved toward me, he extended the bouquet–five velvety red roses wrapped neatly in parchment, tied with twine,

My eyes widened. “Is that for me?”

Hetitled his head slightly, one brow rising with amused incredulity, “is there anyone else here I’d rather give these to?”

barely had time to scoff. “Ol. I don’t know… Little Princess here would probably go crazy with joy if you handed them to her.” He grinned then. A worlich rk that made my pulse spike.

He leaned down over the couch, bracing himself with one hand on either s dosing the space between us

side of me, effectively caging me in. My

My breath caught as he dipped his head,

“I’m more interested in what would make my wife go crazy with joy,” he murmured, voice low and velvet–smooth. “Not some wannabe princess.”

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Chapter 61

etting my face up before kissing me.

maaned into it, my body instinctively arching toward him. His tongue swept against mine, igniting something in my core that had been simmering for the long. The sensation hit me like a tidal wave, drowning out every rational thought. My fingers moved without permission, poping up and around Na neck, hupping him down, closer

we’d been dying for it. And in a way, we had

It had been over a week since I’d had a real orgasm, and that last one had been in the damn shower while I was still partially concussed and bandaged. And that hadith even scratched the itch. Not truly. My body had grown addicted to the high Nikolai gave me, and now that I was healing, I wanted all of it

“Damn it, Niko” i gasood against his lips when we finally pulled away. My heart pounded so loud I could barely hear myself. I was breathless. And so,

brushing his nose against mine before kissing the corner of my mouth, then down to my cheek. “Patience, Malishka,” he whispered, the word curling around me like heat. “Soon. Very soon, alright?“–

Then his lips brushed my ear, and without hesitation, he bit

The man was absolutely shameless

Princess stood in the doorway

her checks were flushed red, her expression dazed. Gulping audibly, she stared at us like she couldn’t believe what she’d just seen–or rather, heard. She was still clutching the hairdryer e a lifeline, her knuckles white.

Ishuddered

Her eyes had that look. That glazed–over admiration. And a twinge of something else too. Jealousy? Bitterness?

Before could say anything Nikolai–blissfully unaware that we had an audience–said, “So restless, him? Don’t worry. I’ll make it up to you for the past Two weeks tonight”

My soul left my body

“Nikola “thissed, my voice barely a whisper.

He blinked, his expression shitting as he finally t

y turned toward the doorway.

Realization dawned on him, and he sighed.

Moving back slowly, he straightened and held out a hand. “The dryer?”

She stumbled forward and handed it to him slently.

He nodded once and turned back to m

Then, like the wasn’t the least bit flustered from getting caught red handed for red–lipped, in this casel, he rar

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i Hinked. “You’he canying this around?”

ged the dryer in and glanced at me over his shoulder, a lazy grin playing on his lips. “Well, I like having a reminder of you with me while at work.”

My heart squeezed painfully.

is this man fei

Gales,” he said without turning his voice calm and smooth as glass, “you can begin clearing your personal belongings.

Her mouth opened slightly, then closed again. “Oh…. yes. I’ll just-“She gestured vaguely, then turned and disappeared upstairs.

t be needing you

vices anymore. My wife is recovering well.” He turned just enough to catch her reaction. “Thank you for your help.”

my eyes f

flutter shut. It

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warm air gently through my hair, fingers combing through each section as if I were made of glass. The sensation made m legood. Comforting, Intimate.

Once my hair was dry, the tied it loosely, then paused–thinking. I watched him as he took a section and began weaving

“What are you doing?” asked, raising an eyebrow

He didn’t look up. “Fishtail”

fishtail braid?” laughed softly. “When the hell did you learn that?”

“Watched a tutonal”

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