Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78264 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78264 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there. When we got to the kitchen, Misha threw me over his shoulder and carried me out of the house,” she grumbles.
“He knew Nikolai was coming and was only looking out for you.”
“I know. Still, I was worried sick.”
“I’m okay. Nikolai and his family came to get me. I’m on the island and don’t think I’ll be returning to St. Monarch’s.”
“Ooooh…tell me everything. Are you and Nikolai officially a couple? Do I hear wedding bells?”
I let out a chuckle. “Yes, and yes. We bought our rings today, but I’ve told him I won’t say yes unless he gives me a romantic proposal.”
“Aww, I’m so happy for you. You’re still coming to my wedding, right?”
“Of course. I’m the maid of honor.” I pause for a moment, then say, “Look at us, Ra-Ra. We both have the man of our dreams.”
“We do.”
“Jesus, it’s been a crazy couple of months.”
“Yeah, I’m not going to disagree,” she mutters. “I’m just glad we all got through it alive.”
Getting up from the couch, I walk out of the French doors and take the steps down. I head into the woods and clear my throat as I lean back against an old tree. “There’s something I have to tell you.”
“What? Are you pregnant?”
Chuckling, I shake my head. “No.” I take a deep breath. “During the ambush, something happened to me.”
I hear Aurora’s breaths speed up.
“I couldn’t talk about it…until now,” I admit. “Uhm…so one of the men raped me.”
“No,” Aurora gasp. “No, Abbie.”
I press my lips together as tears blur my eyes. “Don’t worry too much. Every day I heal a little more.”
“Oh my God,” Aurora starts to cry, and I close my eyes when I hear her pain.
“I’m okay, Ra-Ra.”
“I’m so sorry I didn’t see it,” she starts to apologize. “I’m such a shitty friend. I’m so sorry, Abbie.”
“Don’t do that.”
I hear movement behind me, then Nikolai comes to stand in front of me. His eyes search my face, and I give him a reassuring smile that I’m okay.
“The signs were all there. You lost weight which you never do. You looked like you weren’t getting any sleep. God, I’m never going to forgive myself.”
“Please, Ra-Ra,” I whisper. “Stop blaming yourself. I didn’t want you to know.”
“My God, Abbie,” she breathes. “Are you really okay? Jesus, I wish I could hug you.”
“I’m really okay. Nikolai is helping me heal.” I lift my hand and place my palm against his jaw. “He’s been amazing.”
“I’m so glad to hear that,” she sighs.
Changing the subject, I ask, “Are you going to stay at St. Monarch’s?”
“Only until Misha is done with his training.” Her voice grows lighter as she says, “I found out where the honeymoon is going to be.”
“Where?” I ask Aurora the question while I watch Nikolai head back into the house.
“Bora Bora,” Aurora shrieks.
“I’m so happy for you.”
“Hey, I have to go or I’ll be late for a class.”
“Okay. Talk to you soon,” I murmur as I end the call.
Walking into the house, I find Nikolai in the living room.
“What are you doing, Mr. Vetrov?” I ask playfully.
“Waiting for your call to end.”
“I’m all done.”
Suddenly Nikolai sinks down to his knees, gesturing for me to come closer. “I’m hungry, baby.”
Jesus, I love seeing this powerful man kneel before me.
Nikolai takes my pants off and positions my one leg over his shoulder, immediately burying his face between my thighs and going to town on my clit.
My eyes are glued to his face as I watch him suck and bite my clit into oblivion, the view easily one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.
Later that night, when Nikolai blindfolds me with one of his neckties, I can’t stop grinning.
“Are you going to gag me with your belt?” I ask seductively.
“Hmm,” the sound rumbles deep from his chest. “Did you like it?”
“A lot,” I answer honestly.
“Your kinky fantasies will have to wait until after you’ve had your surprise,” he chuckles.
“Surprise?”
I’m swept up into his arms and try to guess where he’s taking me. When I know we’re outside, my smile widens.
My romantic date.
We walk for a minute or so before I’m placed on my feet, then Nikolai murmurs right by my ear, “Ready?”
“Yes,” I breathe, excitement rushing through my body.
He unfastens the necktie, and as it falls away from my eyes, my breath catches in my throat.
A little round table is standing in a small clearing. In the middle of the table is an arrangement of green leaves and candles captured in a glass dome so the breeze can’t blow out the flames.
There’s an arch over the table, fairy lights creating a halo, and up in the sky, the stars shine brightly.
“And you say you can’t do romantic,” I whisper as I walk closer.
Two plates are covered with lids, and as I lift one, there’s nothing short of a work of art waiting to be eaten. Two slices of salmon lie on a bed of greens, instantly making my mouth water.