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The double agent
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2026-06-10 07:28:41
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The Mafia King's Collateral Better than okay
Liora’s POVThe morning light felt gentler today, like the mansion itself was breathing easier along with us. I woke to the sound of Alora’s soft giggles drifting from the medical wing monitor, a sound that lifted the weight from my chest like nothing else could. Nikolai was still asleep beside me, his breathing steady and his fever finally broken overnight. I pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before slipping out of bed, careful not to wake him.Alora’s room smelled like fresh flowers and healing. She was sitting up in bed, her broken arm still splinted but her eyes bright and alert. The doctor had just finished his morning check and gave me a reassuring nod as he left.“Mommy!” Alora reached for me with her good arm, her face lighting up in that way that always melted me completely.I gathered her close, mindful of her injuries, and breathed in her familiar scent. “Good morning, my brave girl. How are you feeling today?”“Better,” she said, snuggling into me. “Arm still ouchy bu
The Mafia King's Collateral I don't deserve this
Liora’s POVThe door to our bedroom clicked softly behind me as I slipped back inside, the weight of the medical wing lifting slightly from my shoulders. Alora had been resting peacefully when I left her, her small hand still clutching the seashell we’d brought from the island. Seeing her like that, healing, surrounded by love, had filled me with a quiet kind of hope I desperately needed.Nikolai was still in bed where I’d left him, propped against the pillows with a slight flush to his cheeks from the lingering fever. His stormy gray eyes found me immediately, softening with relief and that deep, addictive warmth that always made my heart skip.“You’re back,” he murmured, voice still raspy but full of quiet joy.I smiled, crossing the room and climbing onto the bed beside him. “Of course I’m back. I promised, didn’t I?”He reached for me without hesitation, pulling me gently into his arms until I was curled against his chest. His body was still warm from the fever, but his hold wa
The Mafia King's Collateral Such a good artist
Liora’s POVThe hallway felt longer than usual as I walked from our bedroom to the medical wing where Alora was resting. My heart tugged in two directions, one part still with Nikolai, feverish and vulnerable in our bed, the other pulling me toward our daughter who needed her mother just as much. The mansion was quiet this morning, the usual hum of security and staff subdued out of respect for what our family was going through.I slipped into Alora’s room quietly, the soft lighting and gentle beeps of monitors greeting me. She was propped up in bed, her broken arm carefully splinted and elevated, a few colorful bandages on her forehead from the fall. Maria sat in the chair beside her, reading from a picture book, but Alora’s eyes lit up the moment she saw me.“Mommy!” Her voice was still a little weak, but the joy in it wrapped around my heart like a warm hug.I crossed the room quickly, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling her into a careful embrace, mindful of her injuries. “
The Mafia King's Collateral I have to follow you
Liora’s POVMorning light crept softly through the curtains of our bedroom, gentle and golden after the long, emotional night. I woke slowly, nestled against Nikolai’s side, my head on his chest and one leg draped over his. For a moment, everything felt peaceful, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat under my ear, the warmth of his body, the quiet safety of being wrapped in his arms.But something felt off.His skin was too warm. Hot, almost. I pressed my palm to his forehead, and my heart clenched. Fever. Not dangerously high, but enough to make worry bloom in my chest.“Baby,” I whispered, gently stroking his cheek. “Nikolai… wake up for me.”His eyelids fluttered, stormy gray eyes opening with visible effort. He tried to smile, but it came out weak, strained. “Morning, moya koroleva,” he rasped, voice hoarse. “What time is it?”“You’re burning up,” I said softly, sitting up and brushing damp strands of hair from his forehead. “How are you feeling?”He tried to brush it off, the stubb
The Mafia King's Collateral All three of us
Liora’s POVThe medical wing had become our temporary world. Hours blurred into one another, marked only by the steady rhythm of monitors and the soft rise and fall of Alora’s chest. I hadn’t slept more than a few minutes at a time, my body curled carefully beside her on the wide bed, one hand always touching some part of her, her uninjured fingers, her soft curls, the edge of her blanket.Nikolai refused to leave either. He sat in the armchair pulled right up to the bed, looking rumpled and exhausted but fiercely present. Every time Alora stirred or whimpered, he was there, murmuring gentle Russian endearments, stroking her hair with a tenderness that made my heart ache.“She’s going to be okay,” I whispered for what felt like the hundredth time, more to convince myself than him. “The doctor said the swelling is going down.”Nikolai nodded, but his stormy gray eyes remained fixed on our daughter’s pale face. The guilt from earlier still lingered in the tight set of his jaw, but he
The Mafia King's Collateral It's not your fault
Liora’s POV The medical wing felt colder than I remembered. The steady beep of monitors filled the air like a cruel countdown, each sound a painful reminder that my baby was still hurting. Alora lay in the reinforced hospital bed, her small body looking heartbreakingly fragile under the crisp white sheets. An IV dripped steadily into her arm, pain medication keeping her comfortable while the doctors monitored her concussion and the swelling in her broken arm.I hadn’t left her side for hours. My hand wrapped gently around her uninjured fingers, thumb stroking slow circles over her soft skin. Every shallow breath she took sent fresh waves of fear through me. The fall kept replaying in my mind, that terrible moment when her little foot slipped, her cry as she tumbled, the sickening sound when she hit the bottom.Nikolai sat on the other side of the bed, his massive frame hunched forward, elbows on his knees. His stormy gray eyes never left Alora’s face. The powerful Pakhan who had
The Mafia King's Collateral Your queen is next
Liora's POVThe betrayal cut deeper when it came from someone we trusted.I was in the war room at 4:37 AM, reviewing security logs with Nikolai, when Ivan burst through the door, face pale and sweating.“Boss… we found the leak.”The room went deathly silent.Nikolai slowly rose from his chair, ev
The Mafia King's Collateral Serpent’s Smile
Liora's POVIrina Volkov returned three days later.Not with an army. Not with threats. She came alone or at least appeared to — wearing a soft cream dress that made her look deceptively innocent. But I knew better. Snakes always looked beautiful right before they struck.I met her in the private s
The Mafia King's Collateral Surprise Visit?
Liora's POVThe goodbye felt heavier this time.Nikolai stood in the foyer at midnight, dressed in full tactical gear, the scar on his shoulder hidden beneath layers of armor. His eyes were steel — cold, focused, ready for war. But when they landed on me and Alora, something softer flickered throu
The Mafia King's Collateral Ghosts of Yesterday
Liora's POVI couldn’t keep the secret anymore.The folder about Nikolai’s mother burned in my mind like a brand. Every time I looked at him, I saw the broken little boy forced to watch his mother die. The child who had written “Mama, I’m sorry” on the back of her photo. The man who had spent his
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