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The Mafia King's Collateral First Night Alone
Liora’s POV The day dragged on without him. I tried my best to stay strong for Alora. We spent most of the afternoon in the medical wing, playing gentle games and reading her favorite stories. She kept asking about Daddy — when he was coming back, why he had to go, if he would bring her a present. Every question made my chest tighten, but I smiled through it, kissing her forehead and telling her Daddy was taking care of important things so we could all be safe and happy. “You’re so brave, my sweet girl,” I whispered as I brushed her hair gently. “Mommy’s proud of you.” She hugged me with her good arm, and I held her a little tighter than usual, breathing in her innocent scent. Being with her helped. It gave me purpose. But every quiet moment, when she napped, when Maria took over for a while — the ache came rushing back. The big empty space beside me. The silence where his deep voice should have been. The way my body still remembered his touch from last night. By evening,
The Mafia King's Collateral Until You Return
Liora’s POV The afternoon light felt heavier somehow, like it knew Nikolai was leaving. We had spent a little more time together after our emotional talk, visiting Alora briefly so he could kiss her forehead and promise to bring her a special gift when he returned. Our daughter had hugged him tightly, not fully understanding why Daddy had to go, but sensing the sadness in the air. Watching them together made my chest ache even more. Now we were back in our bedroom. The suitcases were packed. His men were waiting downstairs. The jet was ready. And I was trying so hard to be strong. I stood in the middle of the room, still wearing his oversized shirt, arms wrapped around myself as I watched him double-check his things. Every movement he made felt like it was pulling him further away from me. My heart was already hurting, a deep, yearning ache that made it hard to breathe normally. He turned to me, and the look in his eyes nearly broke me. Those stormy gray eyes that had been
The Mafia King's Collateral Ache in Her Chest
Nikolai’s POV I couldn’t stand the silence. Liora stayed curled up on the other side of the bed, back turned to me, hugging the pillow like it could replace me. I kept trying, my voice low and gentle as I begged her. “Baby, please talk to me,” I whispered, moving closer and wrapping my arms around her from behind. “I know this is hard. I hate it too. But I need you to understand, this isn’t something I can ignore. If I don’t go, it could put everything we have at risk. You. Alora. Our family.” She didn’t respond. Just a small, shaky breath. No words. No turning around. The silence hurt more than any insult or argument could have. I pressed my lips to her shoulder, kissing her softly. “I’ll be back before you know it. Three days, maybe less. I’ll call you every night. I’ll make sure you’re safe. Please don’t shut me out like this, Liora. It’s killing me.” Still nothing. She stayed quiet, sulking, pulling further into herself. I held her tighter, my chest aching with every second
The Mafia King's Collateral The Weight of Duty
Nikolai’s POV The meeting dragged on longer than I wanted. We kept delegating tasks, going over every possible scenario like we always did when something threatened to destabilize our control. Viktor leaned over the map again, tracing a route with his finger. “If we send the main team here,” he said, “we can cut off their river escape. But we’ll need a second unit to block the northern roads. They’re slippery — they’ve already moved twice in the last forty-eight hours.” Dmitri nodded, adding more details. “We have confirmed sightings in Krasnodar. Three safe houses. If we hit the wrong one first, the others will scatter. We need coordinated strikes.” I listened, jaw tight, asking sharp questions as we broke down logistics. “How many men do they have guarding the main location?” “Fifteen, possibly more,” Sergei replied. “Well-armed. They’re expecting retaliation.” We kept going, assigning roles, backup plans, communication protocols. Every detail was picked apart and rebuilt.
The Mafia King's Collateral Duty Over Desire
Nikolai’s POV The walk to the war room felt longer than usual. Every step away from our bedroom pulled at something deep in my chest. I could still feel the warmth of Liora’s body against mine, the way she’d snuggled into me after I fed her, the shy way she’d hidden her face in my neck when she admitted she was hungry. Her scent still clung to my shirt — vanilla, a hint of our passion from last night, and that soft, comforting smell that was purely her. I clenched my jaw, hands curling into fists at my sides. Focus. But my mind refused to obey. I kept seeing her in my arms, legs wrapped around my waist, moaning my name as I took her. The way she’d looked at me this morning, soft, trusting, a little sore but glowing with satisfaction. How she’d blushed when I called her beautiful. How perfectly she fit against me when I carried her to the bath. Before her, work had been everything. The empire. The power. The constant chess game of alliances, debts, and blood. I used to lose
The Mafia King's Collateral Missing Him Already
Liora’s POV The bedroom felt too quiet after Nikolai left. I stayed curled up in bed for a while, hugging his pillow tightly to my chest, breathing in his scent that still lingered on the sheets. It hadn’t even been thirty minutes, but I already missed him terribly. The warmth of his body, the way he’d been feeding me so gently, the soft kisses and lazy touches — it all felt like a dream that ended too soon. I sighed and rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling. “Just a meeting,” I whispered to myself. “He’ll be back soon.” Trying to distract myself, I reached for the book on the bedside table, one of the romance novels I’d been meaning to finish. I opened it to where I’d left off and attempted to read. The words blurred together. No matter how hard I tried to focus on the story, my mind kept drifting back to Nikolai. His intense eyes when he was on top of me last night. The way he’d apologized in the bath this morning. The gentle way he’d fed me breakfast. I read
The Mafia King's Collateral Morning Light
Liora's POV Sunlight pierced the heavy velvet curtains like it had no right to be there. I hadn’t slept. Not really. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt that icy gray gaze dragging over my body in the study. The silk robe still lay draped over the chair where I’d dropped it last night, a silen
The Mafia King's Collateral First Night's Rules
Liora's POV The black silk robe felt like a punishment.I tied the thin belt with shaking fingers, the fabric whispering against my bare skin. No bra. No panties. Nothing but this flimsy shield between me and whatever the Mafia King planned to do with me tonight.Ogura’s mocking video still echoe
The Mafia King's Collateral Into the Lion's Den
Liora's POV The black SUV smelled like expensive leather and barely contained danger.I sat rigid in the back seat, Alora pressed so tightly against my side that I could feel her little heart racing. The video of Ogura mocking me still played on loop in my mind, his laughter, the other woman’s mo
The Mafia King's Collateral The Debt Collector
Liora's POV The cheap bottle of wine felt heavy in my hand as I pushed open the apartment door. I had scraped together the last of my money for it — a pathetic little celebration after Ogura’s death. One night to toast freedom. One night to believe the bruises on my arms would finally fade and I
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