Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79565 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79565 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Lyov and I climbed up the majestic staircase, our steps unhurried, as if we had all the time in the world. As if we owned everything.
“It’s time to show you around. I hope you like it. My father built this when he started his business. And then it was handed over to me when he passed away. Everything that was his, I own now. You are mine. So this is your home. Our home,” Lyov explained in his rough, deep voice.
Lyov wasn’t really a man of words. He spoke a few, but each time, it held so many unsaid words. Every word spoken, they meant something. They held something deep within them.
You are mine.
This is your home.
Our home.
Our. Me and him. Us. We were one.
I was his. And he was mine.
I guessed it was as simple as that. Until one of us stopped breathing.
Chapter 10
Lyov
Her breathing was soft and even, a breathy sigh against the skin of my neck. Maria’s head was buried in the curve of my shoulder, her legs thrown over mine as she burrowed deeper into my warmth.
I didn’t have to see it…I could just feel it. Sense it, that my little pretty Angel was happy and smiling.
“Good morning,” I muttered. My fingers traced random patterns on her bare arms, and I felt the goosebumps rising at my whispered touch. Maria shivered the slightest bit, clearly affected and loving my hands on her.
She hummed and then looked up. Her doe eyes, framed with thick long lashes, were laced with sleep. “Good morning.”
A soft whisper with simple words, yet my cock woke up instantly, as if this little Angel had turned in a seductress with sultry words. My morning wood was now raging and desperate for some attention.
Little fucker had a mind of his own. Fuck my whole fucking life.
Holding back a groan, I slightly shifted away from Maria. “So what do you want to do today? The estate is yours. You can roam around, do whatever you want. There are plenty of things to see and do,” I said, diverting my mind somewhere else. Anything else except the thought of her wet virgin pu—
Maria smiled and shrugged. “You showed me around yesterday. This place is so big. If I explore alone, I will get lost.”
“You won’t be exploring alone. Lena will be with you. I had you for myself yesterday. Today, she will steal you.” I chuckled at the thought. She was probably getting impatient downstairs, waiting for Maria to wake up.
“She’s sweet.” I rolled over to my side, so we were facing each other.
“She is. I think she’s just excited that I have finally brought a woman home,” I agreed.
Maria’s cheeks tinted with a hint of color, and she bit on her lips unconsciously. She fluttered her eyelashes up at me, in the most innocent way that had me wanting to corrupt her in the most dangerous way.
“I am your first?” she asked, her voice small and childlike. It was the sweetness in my Angel that had drawn me to her. The idea of devouring her in the most savage way, tasting and taking that sweetness for my own, had me maniac.
“You are the only woman I have brought home with me,” I explained. And probably the last, Angel.
Maria’s eyes lit up like a fucking Christmas tree. “I like it. I like being the only one.”
She bit on her lips harder, and I could see Maria struggling not to smile at my words. My fingers touched her soft lips, and they parted in surprise, her teeth releasing their tight hold.
“Don’t bite on your lips like that,” I mumbled, thumbing the plump softness. I wanted to be the one biting on them.
Maria stared at me silently but with so much adoration that it took my breath away. I liked this look on her. The lazy, happy look, and the way she was staring at me. Adoring. Loving. As if I were the center of her whole universe.
I didn’t think she realized she was giving me everything I needed. My Angel was feeding my fucked-up soul, and I wanted more of what she could give.
“I should get up.” Maria’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I nodded.
Her fingers wrapped around my wrist, and she gently brought my hand up. Her lips grazed the inside of my palm in the softest kiss. A kiss of devotion.
So fucking beautiful in the middle of all the ugliness surrounding us. A strange lightness traveled its way into my body. My heart thudded with a strange beat. It was weird, but I liked it.
Maria smiled and then went to get up. The distance between us grew, and I instantly hated it. My hand snaked out fast, catching her wrist and pulling her back. She tumbled on the bed, her head hitting my chest.