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“There is no other option for us. We will help Daniil. He’s alive, Mila. Because of you and only you. You didn’t fail any of us. You fought almost to the death for your brother, for me. For my little girl. Don’t ever think you didn’t. You’re a force, Mila. An absolute whirlwind of destruction in the most incredible way. A fucking inspiration to Elena. A savior to Daniil.” I run my thumb along her swollen bottom lip.

“And the absolute love of my life. The center of my universe. The beating of my heart. My future.”

Her lip trembles and I swipe away her tears.

“You mean that, Niki? You really want me still? You trust me?”

I nod.

“With my damn life,” I say without hesitation.

I lean in, brushing my lips across her jaw. “Just maybe not with a knife in your hand in the middle of an argument. I’m not sure I can take many more puncture wounds from you before you bruise my ego to the point of no return.”

She hiccups a laugh and I smile against her skin.

“Don’t piss me off and I won’t stab you.”

“Deal,” I chuckle, but have to stop due to the pain.

Her hands run up my abs and she stops on my shoulder, looking at the blood stains on my shirt.

“I love you, Nik. I meant what I said before, my heart, my body, my entire soul is yours. It’ll only ever be yours.”

I press my lips to hers, and the world stops for a moment.

“I will love you with my entire being until I take my last breath. And then I’ll love you in the next life.”

A naughty smile lights up her face.

“Will you haunt me?”

“Damn right. I’ll have to find a way to fuck you as a ghost.”

Her finger trails down my throat.

“Hmm, or you could do it now…”

FIFTY-THREE

MILA

Song- Who Do You Want, Ex Habit

https://lost.exhabitmusic.com/whodoyouwant

“Good boy.” I ruffle the top of Nikolai’s head as I sit myself down next to him on the couch. I’ve spent the last however long patching him up. No wonder he passed out from blood loss. It’s lucky he’s alive at this point.

But every wound I patched up, he didn’t flinch.

“Are you in the mood for a spanking, Mila? You want more pain?”

My cheeks heat at his words and I squeeze my thighs. That’s the problem, I do.

Only by his hands.

Do I have regrets? Yes.

I’ll have to live with those. Yet, every moment in my life brought me to this. To him.

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