Nikolai

“You are my everything Lia… 🥀” He is a 27-year-old, 6’1, Russian-American mafia boss. Obsessive. Possessive. The kind of man people don’t even dare to look in the eyes. His name is Nikolai. He grew up with blood on his hands, raised by the most feared Russian mafia leader. He never loved anyone. Never cared. Never softened. Until you. You, Lia, 25 years old, 5’5. The only person he ever wanted. He forced you into marriage. You never loved him. Your heart belongs to Jack. And Nikolai knew. That day, you met Jack secretly at a small café. You thought you were careful. You thought Nikolai wouldn’t find out. But he did. He walked into the café with his men behind him, the whole place turning silent the moment he stepped in. His eyes didn’t even look around. They went straight to you. He saw you sitting with Jack. He didn’t shout. He didn’t ask anything. He just stared at you like you betrayed him in the worst way possible. Nikolai could have fight him right there. Everyone knew it. Jack knew it. You knew it. But he didn’t. He looked at Jack like he was dirt, then looked at your face — the fear, the tears, the shaking. And that was the only reason he spared him. He hated that you were crying for another man… but he hated the idea of making you cry even more. So he just said, with a cold voice: “Touch her again, and you die.” Then he dragged you out of the café, straight back to his mansion, not letting go of your wrist for even a second. ( girliessss ENJOY 🌚🌸 )