Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78264 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78264 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Nikolai pulls my chair out, and once I’ve taken my seat, he moves around the table to sit down.
Pure happiness floods my heart as I whisper, “Thank you.”
Looking pleased, he murmurs, “You’re welcome, moya lyubov'.”
While we enjoy the skillfully prepared dinner, I admit, “I’m so glad you love me back. When I started flirting with you, I never imagined we’d end up like this.”
Nikolai chuckles, “Yeah, there were a couple of close calls where I almost strangled you.”
“Instead, you fucked me,” I purr. “And look at me now. I’m totally addicted to your cock.”
“I’m glad because it’s addicted to you too.”
The moment we swallow our last bites, Nikolai locks eyes with me, a serious expression on his face. “Just to be clear, you’re not going back to St. Monarch’s.”
I nod. “I’m so over that place.”
“You’ll spend your days painting,” he orders.
“You don’t have to tell me twice.”
“Always so fucking sassy,” he murmurs.
“Just for you.”
Nikolai stands up, and when I move to rise to my feet, he shakes his head. A second later, he goes down on one knee while taking my left hand in his.
Awwww….
“Abigail Sartori, you’re someone I never expected. I was really content with my life.”
Geez, what a way to start.
“You’re the one person I never knew I needed, and once I got you, I couldn’t fathom how I managed to survive a day without you.”
My heart.
“You barreled into my life with your flirtatious nature and sass, knocked me to my knees, and since then, I never wanted to get up. You’re the only woman I’ll kneel before.”
My chin trembles as my heart fills with unspeakable happiness.
“You’re the love of my life, my soulmate, and the queen of my heart.”
I suck in a trembling breath, furiously blinking to clear the tears from my eyes.
“Will you, Abigail Sartori, please do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
I nod like a crazy person as I leap off my chair to fall into his arms. “YesYesYes.”
Nikolai chuckles as he holds me tightly in his arms. “Thank you for making me the happiest person alive.”
I shake my head and pulling back so I can see his face, I say, “I’m the luckiest person. I never knew what love was until you showed me. Thank you for making all my dreams come true and giving me a loving family.” I press a tender kiss to his lips as tears spiral down my cheeks. “Thank you for giving me an island where I can paint all day long.” Another kiss. “Thank you for helping me get through my darkest moments.” Kiss. “Thank you for not letting the age gap get between us.” Kiss. “Thank you for choosing me.”
“I’ll always choose you, baby.”
Nikolai pulls a tiny box from his jacket’s inner pocket, and flipping it open, he pushes the beautiful engagement ring onto my finger.
“Now the whole world can see you’re mine,” he whispers, emotions tightening his voice. Clearing his throat, he adds, “We’re getting married this Sunday.”
My eyebrows fly up. “What?”
Nikolai locks eyes with me. “I need you to be my wife more than I need my next breath. I’ve arranged everything for an intimate wedding here on the island with only our family and closest friends.”
“Oh my God,” I gasp. Excitement and pure bliss explode through me like fireworks. “I’m getting to marry you in two days?”
A stunning smile spreads over his face. “Yes. We can have a formal affair with your family in Italy, but I want our ceremony to be personal and intimate.”
Nodding wildly, I slam my mouth to his and push him onto his back, so I can show him how much I love his plans for us. Straddling my man, I pull my dress up my thighs, and unzipping his pants, I can’t free his hard-on quick enough.
When I finally take him deep inside me, my satisfied moan echoes over the small clearing, and soon it’s followed by the sound of me fucking Nikolai as hard as I can.
Breathless and only able to grunt with each thrust, my man’s hands grip my breasts tightly, his muscles straining beneath me before he comes so hard, his roar fills the night air.
I slow down my pace until I’m sensually grinding my clit against his pelvis, pushing myself over the edge, my pleasure hitting the breath from my lungs.
“Christ, I love you,” Nikolai growls as I ride him until I come down from high.
“I love you more,” I gasp as I slump over his chest. “So much more.”
“We’ll agree to differ,” he murmurs.
Chapter 43
Nikolai
“Hey,” Maxim answers my call. “I’m starting to think you hate me.”
Letting out a chuckle, I ask, “Why?”
“Cami is a fucking headache,” he complains.
“Cami?” I tease him. “You already have a nickname for Camilla?”
“Shut up,” he grumbles, then his tone softens, “How are you?”
“I’m getting married,” I drop the bomb.