Chapter 29 Chapter 29
The room was dark and cold with only the light from a low lamp casting a warm golden glow around.
Isabella swallowed tightly, her skin was crawling with something explainable.
She couldn't stop herself as she walked and plopped on the bed.
The size of her thighs doubled, as she played with her fingers.
She interviewed her fingers nervously, as she watched Nikolai enter the bathroom...
What was he doing?
Her stomach flipped when her eyes caught him with a small box.
A first Aid box.
Different from the one she had seen in his office.
Heat pooled at her lower belly as she watched him walking towards her with domineering steps.
'Why am I feeling this way? I'm supposed to hate him. He's a fucking piece of trash, a fucking caveman who knows no boundaries. What the fuck is this? Stand up and walk away, Isabella.' she mused but her feet still swung above the bed.
'You know you can't do that! You fucking found him attractive from the first day, you met him!' Her mind fought back.
'Fuck off!' she pushed away her thoughts without realizing that Nikolai was standing right in front of her.
Damn!
She swallowed, he looked so handsome. The light obscured his features but she could trace them.
From his defined jawlines to his high cheek bones and down to his veiny long fingers that held the kit in one hand.
A gasp tore from her throat when she felt his touch, "w- what are you doing?"
Nikolai didn't say a word until he sat on his haunches,
"Your hand, you're injured." His voice was layered in thick deep emotion he didn't understand.
Hell! He didn't know why he was doing this!
She was nothing to him. Just a daughter of a bastard man who owed him a lot of money and a sharp- mouthed girl he wanted to break so much but now it seems he's the one breaking apart.
'"Oh!" She took in her bottom lips in her mouth, she had forgotten about her injured hands.
A pulse hammered in her throat as she outstretched her hands and Nikolai took her hand in his.
The air between them thickened as his eyes glowed with dangerous glint.
Her blood has dried on her palms some tiny shards of glass punctured on her soft flesh.
Nikolai attended to them with deliberate slowness.
Heat flooded her cheeks, butterflies erupting in her stomach when he still held her hands.
She averted her gaze from him and pulled out her hands from his hold.
"T- Thank you," she stuttered out, and stood from the bed, about to leave when Nikolai dropped the kit on the nightstand and placed his hands on her thighs tightly, which stopped her from moving.
"Where are you going?" His asked, voice thick as his eyes hovered over her with raw hunger.
"To my room? I need to leave, I'm tired." She said, hating the heat that bloomed in her chest.
''Really? Why?" He asked, not interested in getting the answer as he began leaning against her her.
Her breath hitched as she moved into the bed. What was he doing?
As he leaned in closer, she moved until her back met the soft silky sheets.
Nikolai smirked, and leaned in at the crook of her neck, nibbling again at her spot.
Her insides melted "Niko..." She slurred, her voice a soft caress.
She didn't like this!
He could literally do anything to her but not today. She didn't want it.
She placed her hands to create a distance between them but he didn't budge, instead he murmured angrily against her neck.
"You prefer Viktor's mouth instead? You love these little marks he left on your skin?" He asked angrily.
He began moving his mouth against her shoulders, placing a soft gentle kiss there and trailed down to her forearms, where Viktor had tried grabbing her.
He hissed against her skin, the warm breath crawled inside her skin, sending a nasty shiver against her bones but she wasn't ready for anything.
"Niko... Please..." Tears left her eyes, when she felt his teeth graze the skin near her chest.
"Niko!!" She cried out when he kissed her soft cleavage.
She squirmed against him, thrashing and shaking but he didn't move.
He kept on sucking on her skin like she was a man starved for years, finally tasting salvation.
He flicked his eyes up to her face with an unmistakable claim, "Why? You hate my touch?" He scoffed darkly, "Do not forget that I own you now. You're mine to use as I like, Isa. Every part of you is mine!" He rasped darkly, as he traced his fingers over her exposed thighs, inching them closer.
Isabella's heart stuttered, "Niko please... Not today... I-"
"Ahhh!"she moaned loud when he sucked in her soft cleavage between his teeth.
His hands raked over her body like he was trying to make his territory over her.
Isabella was crying profusely, tears leaving her eyes in hefty flows because her body was reacting badly to his touches and she could literally feel her clit pulsing hard but she didn't want to give in.
He wasn't even trying to listen to her. Her skin crawled with anger, even as heat pooled low in her belly.
Her hands fell to her sides, "Niko... Please..." She cried softly, voice barely visible, hoping he would at least listen to her her.
He stopped.
Leaning just slightly as his eyes took notice of her reddened eyes and tear stained cheeks.
His chest tightened, eyes filled with ... Worry?
"Let me go... Niko... Please," she whispered one last time and watched as Niko moved away from her.
She rushed out, pulling her clothes together as she ran out swiftly without looking back.
"Bella..." She shuddered, her eyes clashing with Natalya's.
Oh God!
Isabella sighed and turned away from her before she could say any other word and dashed into her room.
Her heart panted heavily as she slid down the door and sobbing loudly.
Viktor had tried molesting her and Nikolai...
She didn't want to think about it. She brought her knees up to her chest, and cried in her palms.
Nikolai stared at the empty space she was pinned a few seconds ago, her scent clinging to the air, sweet and maddening.
She always made him crazy, from the way she talked, her eyes, her hair and the way her body felt under his fingertips - Smooth and soft like butter.
Fuck!
He muttered.
Something dark and feral clawed at the inside of his ribs, demanding he chase her, pin her again, and finish what he had started.