Page 104 of Beautiful Enemy

“That we end this war if he gives me you. In marriage.”

“You want to marry me?”

“I never really thought about marriage before but I know I want you, Nadia, and I’m willing to do whatever it takes to keep you. I thought this way you could see your sister again and still be with me.”

“What did Erik say?”

“He didn’t say anything because you showed up and then he tried to take you from me. I don’t think he wants a deal. He won’t be happy until I’m dead.”

“And you?” she asks. “Will you not be happy until he’s dead?”

“I’ll admit, I want to kill him for trying to kill me. And taking down the great Erik Koslov would be a great confidence boost. But you could have died today. You were almost shot. I don’t want you to die. I just want you.”

She sucks in a breath. “And you’re willing to end this war to be with me?”

I look into her beautiful doe eyes and I know my answer. I think I’ve known my answer deep down for a while.

“I am. But only if Erik agrees to it and I don’t think he’ll agree to it. So, I might still have to kill him, Nadia. You need to be prepared for that.”

“No. There has to be another way.”

“There might not me.”

“There has to be!” she shouts.

“Baby.” I cup her face. “No one will want us to be together. We’re on opposite sides of this war. They will never forgive me for kidnapping you.”

“There has to be a way,” she whispers as a tear falls from her eye. I swipe it away.

“You’re mine. No matter what happens.” And with that, I kiss her with all the passion and desire and frustration and fear that I’m feeling.

I used to think that all I wanted was vengeance. I lived for it.Thrivedfor it. It was the only thing that kept me going for years.

But ever since meeting Nadia, I’ve discovered that I could have more. I could have someone actually care about me. A Bratva woman could fall for a Mafia man. Who knew?

Nadia kisses me back as she grips my shirt so tightly, I think for a moment that she might rip it.

“I need you again,” I say against her lips.

“We can’t,” she gasps as I kiss down her throat. She arches into me.

“You’re right. We can’t.”

But neither of us stop.

We don’t stop as I carry Nadia into the bedroom. We don’t stop as we take our clothes off.

And we don’t stop when I lay Nadia down on the bed in her naked glory and know that I’m going to make her mine once more.

I lean over her. Our lips meet in a deep kiss that is all consuming. Her lips are perfection, like cherries and roses. I could kiss her forever. I’ll be damned if she’s taken from me.

Nadia arches her back, pressing her chest against my chest. Knowing that I’m the reason she has lowered her inhibitions makes my cock hard.

I reach between her legs and cup her pussy. Nadia gasps. The sound sends heat through my body. She is perfect.

“You’re wet for me,” I growl. A faint flush tinges her cheeks. She’s so fucking cute.

I could love her. I know in this very moment that if I just let my heart open up, I could fall madly in love.

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