Page 10 of Seduced By the Russian

Tears threatened to fall out of her eyes, but annoyingly, they just stayed in the corner, prickling her yet not pouring. Lisa took a deep breath and closed her eyes to block out everything that had happened, yet Nikolai’s face came intruding into her own solitude.

What had happened in there was beyond Nikolai’s sick idea of punishment. Lisa was sure Nikolai felt nothing, and it made her even more angry. Although she hated to admit it to herself, hearing Nikolai moan that way because she was doing something he liked managed to mess with her head. She feared that if he hadn’t released at that moment, there was a chance that she wouldn’t have stopped. Her insides had felt warm with his deep-set grunt, and the sound had traveled all the way from her ears down to her body, holding her in a tight embrace that she hadn’t wanted to get freed from. Her panties still felt wet, and if Nikolai’s hand had left the back of her head and traveled down her body, Lisa didn’t think she would have been able to stop him.

This is madness.

She should never harbor these thoughts for a man who only saw her as something he could order around to do his bidding. Lisa feared that that was how he saw everyone around him. Did he even have close friends? Nikolai appeared detached from the world, enclosing himself in what he had grown to believe in. It made Lisa wonder what kind of childhood he had had. Whether he too, like her, had grown up without love from his parents.

What the hell am I doing? Lisa berated herself, standing up at once and shrugging out of her clothes. She should never try to find similarities between her and that chauvinist. It was never a good idea.

Lisa walked into the shower and melted under the warm water, holding the weird thought that it might possess the power to wash away every one of her distorted feelings and discomfort. She remained there until the water grew too hot for comfort, and the steam was lodged onto every surface of the bathroom. Even the room meant for bathing was way bigger than her bedroom back in Long Island.

Where even were they? She had forgotten to ask Nikolai before launching into how she hated that he had left her alone in the mansion for two days, which she now regretted doing. And asking Dmitri was out of the question.

She hadn’t even seen him anywhere since he showed her around that first day.

Finally out of the shower, Lisa took great care in choosing her outfit this time around. She opted for a pair of flowing black pants and paired them with a bandeau to match. A few hours after she had arrived two days ago, one of the staff had come with a whole collection from a popular fashion line that Lisa had only dreamed of wearing while growing up. Her excitement had known no bounds that day as she had tried on almost everything before she collapsed on the bed in a heap of exhaustion.

She stopped in front of the mirror to put her hair up in a messy bun before making her way out of her bedroom, down the two flights of stairs into the living room on the first floor. Lisa had made this journey a couple of times since she got here. This was the only part of the mansion she was sure that she couldn’t get lost in.

Lisa could hear intense whispers carrying through the otherwise silent home as she walked down the last flight of stairs, ushering herself into the living room. But as she got to the last landing, the whispers ceased as both Dmitri and Nikolai turned to look at her. Lisa wouldn’t have found anything odd about it, because she had gotten the hint that Dmitri and Nikolai had more than a boss-to-bodyguard relationship going on. But then, Dmitri stared at her oddly, really watching her as she stopped by the staircase as if she was about to make a dangerous move. It wouldn’t be the first time he had looked at her that way, but this looked like something more serious than mere hatred.

Nikolai moved first, blocking Dmitri’s vision as he crossed the space to meet her by the stairs. Lisa looked up at him, her breath catching in her throat.

Would she always respond this way around him?

Nikolai hadn’t changed out of his black suit, and Lisa’s eyes unconsciously wandered down to his pants. The images splashed in her mind with full force - of Nikolai’s eyes closed as she sucked his cock, of his eyes as he released his cum into her mouth, of the size of his cock as it stood erect before her.

Lisa’s face turned bright red, and she dragged her eyes away from his body back to his face, certain that she would meet some sort of amusement there. She even thought that he would make fun of her. But Lisa was surprised to see that Nikolai kept a straight face, obviously waiting for her to have her fill of him.

When Lisa looked at him questioningly, he grabbed her hand and headed to the door, leaving Dmitri watching them from the center of the living room. If looks could kill, Lisa figured she’d have been dead by now.

Lisa was once again enthralled by the look of the building the moment they stepped out. The gravel crunched under their feet as Nikolai pulled her along, insistent in getting her to wherever they were headed. Lisa tried to wiggle her hand free from his, but he only tightened his grip, making her efforts practically useless. Giving up, Lisa trailed after him, staring at his wide shoulders which were gallantly pushing ahead.

He had a great physique. Lisa had to admit that. Nikolai had that hot body, visible even under all the layers of clothing - a body that would make anyone stare hard. But beneath all of that, Lisa was getting to know him for who he really was. He was a misogynist who only used women for his pleasure. That was what Lisa held on to tightly after what he had made her do in his office.

Of course, there was no way on earth she was going to be influenced by the fact that she might have enjoyed it too.

Nikolai didn’t say anything to Lisa until he reached the garage, grabbed one of the keys off the hook, and hit the keys. The car’s headlights twinkled from a distance, and Nikolai finally let go of Lisa.

“Wait here,” he ordered, heading in the direction of the car. A few seconds later, he came out back in a red sports car, and Lisa’s mouth fell open at the sight. She allowed her eyes to roam through all the cars in the garage, and at that minute, it occurred to her that Nikolai owned them all.

“Get in.”

Did he always have to do that?

Lisa climbed into the passenger’s seat wordlessly and settled in, staring ahead. She could feel his hot gaze on her as if waiting for her to do or say something. Lisa decided that it was the right time to tell him how pissed she was for treating her like a slut. She had never sucked on any man’s cock before, and Nikolai had taken that innocence from her forcefully.

“Stay still,” Nikolai murmured, beating her to her well-thought-out speech. He inched closer and reached for her shoulders, not looking at her for a second as he tugged on the seat belt, strapping it in place across Lisa’s frame.

Done, Nikolai leaned back in his seat casually, oblivious to the fact that he had just sent Lisa’s heart racing. She had felt his breath on her face while he was so focused on the damn seat belt, and at that instant, Lisa had forgotten how to breathe. Her lips were still slightly parted even though Nikolai was back in his seat, and she thought she could still feel the warmth radiating from his body.

Who knew such a cold man could possess that much warmth? Or was it just her?

“It’s unlike you to be so quiet,” Nikolai mentioned, eleven minutes after they drove away from the mansion. “I thought you were about to say something, earlier.”

Before you almost made me lose my breath. “Nothing,” Lisa murmured, content in keeping her thoughts to herself. “Where are you taking me?”

You should have asked that before you got into his car as if you were in a trance, Lisa scolded herself in her mind.

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