She is the one by Asheslove (mobi reader android TXT) 📖

 First I wiped the blood from his arm with the wet towel and then carefully using the gauze cleaned it before wrapping the bandage around it. All the while his eyes were strained like he was looking right through me making hard for me to concentrate due to his intimate stare. Not for once he hissed or flinched in pain, there was not a single line of pain on his face, he sat there unfazed like didn’t even feel it at all, only the sound of our breathing was coming with the alive sound of roaring clouds.

When I finished, I collected the things and leaving him there went to bathroom, washed my hands and coming out headed towards the way of closet to get something to wear when his voice punctuates me.

'Come here' 

He said still on his place beckoning me by his finger to come near him.

I obliged and walked to him. Opening his legs a little he pulled me between them and I looked in his eyes, lust and desire was clearly dripping down like honey from his deep blue orbs.

'What were you looking at when I arrived?' He asked pulling me closer to him; his one arm snaked swiftly around my small waist.

'Nothing, just checking on something. Why there's no mirror in the bathroom?' I asked putting my hands on his broad shoulders as his fingers work on untying the knot.

'Because you left me with no choice when you hurt yourself twice in there with the mirror' he said sliding the bath robe down from my body. The robe fall down on the floor near my feet leaving me naked in front of him for his starving gaze. The chilled waves barging in from the window pierced through my body making me shiver. My nipples hardened like pebbles as Goosebumps crawl over every inch of my bare skin when gust of cold winds shook me.

I scrunched my brows and looked at him in disbelief, like seriously, is this the reason?

He got on his feet and pulled me closer to him by my waist. His thumb gentely rubbed over the fading bruises on my wrists before planting kisses on both my wrists and after that shifted the wet locks of my hairs at my back which were falling forward and his eyes hardened when they land on my neck. He looked at the pinkish disappearing faint marks of fingerprints which caused when my neck was strangled. He gazed its length with his thumb before rubbing the back of his fingers gently on my neck. A knot formed in my stomach as I looked at his face awkwardly. Sometimes when he shows this good side of him I can’t stop myself from wondering, does he have some split personality disorder or something like that?

Blood rushed in my body due to his close proximation as I felt heat radiating from him, his close breath tickling my skin.

'Did they touch you?' He asked his tone hoarse and gaze precarious fixed on my neck. 

I got the idea where he's talking so quickly shook my head. I know how cruel Nicolas is and how insanely his obsession runs for me. Whatever cruelty he shown me is just a fraction of what he is in reality, his full evilness is yet to be shown but at the same time he was trying to turn it down, at least in front of me I should add. He's more perilous than I can imagine and I don't have any intention of provoking him to show the remaining by unleashing the beast. Looking him once killing Simon and how he tortured him was enough for me to get the idea what he is capable of, I don't have any intention to witness any encounter like that again. Although I'll definitely not react to it like last time but even the thought of that tremble my soul.

'He'll soon pay for this' he grumbled and kissing those marks sucked the throbbing pulse of my neck in his warm mouth giving me sweet pleasure. 

'I swear I won't let anything like this happen again. I'll tear them limb by limb before that' he hissed cupping my face and I could sense the seriousness behind his each word.

'By the way, who were they Nicolas?' I asked without hesitation in state of dubiety to know who's exactly behind it. The man wasn't Italian and since they look like Americans it’s obscured to me.

'I told you I'd lot of enemies Elena and now Dimitri has most of them under him' he replied rubbing my skin, the back of his fingers trailing the length of my backbone.

'You said it has nothing to do with me while all the time the man kept on screaming that he wants to kill me if not that, then why they'd kidnapped me and they were working for Dimitri' I said wanting to see clear picture. How the hell it involves me.

'Hu' 'AND' 

'Tell me what else you heard.' He asked.

I told him everything whatever I heard and saw including Dimitri and he heard me quietly with concentration while his hands keep roaming urgently on my naked flesh with his cheek flushing against mine.

'Now tell me why they kidnapped me? It's not like I knew something or else' I asked.

Nicolas sighed.

'This is mafia world baby, your kidnapping and attack on my shipments that day together were all planned brilliantly to trap me' he said kissing my throat tilting my head back. 

'They wanted the details, this is more than I thought, many things are planned and happening behind. I don't know who else is behind, many more are involved in this game which are still hidden and Dimitri wants to use all of them as puppets against me'. 

Nicolas is not a calm man definitely not, but when it comes to his business he's very attentive and cautious. He remains calm till the last minute analyzing the situation and then explodes like a ticking bomb destroying everything. When it comes to his enemies he's death to them.

'What details?' I asked recalling whatever the little I heard or know.

'They wanted the file which contains the details of weapons and diamond smuggling'.

'Then what happened? I mean... how you find me and what happened to your shipments?' I asked.

'Nobody have fucking balls to take away what's mine Elena. Even after everything those bastards did they won't be able to get their hands on anything but I had to left everything behind when they kidnapped you' he mumbled in my neck brushing his nose over my skin smelling me making random patterns, his fingertips run smoothly at the side of my arms.