All Chapters of Pregnant & Desired By The Mob Boss: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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look at my life.

ArtyomHospitals exist outside of day and night. It is almost four in the morning, definitely still pitch-black outside, yet the hallway is full power, bright white light. I squint against it as I follow the nurse down one hallway and then another.I glance in dark rooms as I pass. There are sleeping lumps under rough hospital blankets and machines beeping and dispensing and monitoring.The nurse walks down a third hallway and then turns to the right where the hallway opens into a large circular desk where nurses in scrubs work behind computers and push trays of fresh blankets from room to room. She looks over her shoulder at me and points to a woman in a white coat standing at the counter with a chart in one hand and a steaming cup of coffee in the other. Her blonde hair is smoothed back into a flat ponytail and aside from a winged eyeliner and pink lipstick, she is bare-faced. She looks up as I approach."You are here for Nadezhda Papov?" she asks.I nod."Your relation?"I hesitate

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32.

NadezhdaThere is a hidden door on the right side of Artyom's room that connects his to the room next door. The staff has never had need to open it, so I'd almost forgotten about it entirely, but when Artyom walked me down the hallway and into his room, I remembered it at once. It was almost an act of self-preservation.Because sleeping in that bed with him would have killed me."These rooms connect," I say the moment the door closes. I walk over to the wall and find the small gap in the wallpaper and push. The door sticks for a second before opening."Oh, yeah," Artyom says, walking over and peeking through the door. "Lukyan and I used to use that door when we were kids. I almost forgot about it."My stomach flips at the mention of his brother. I can't believe I didn't know he'd died. It had all happened right after I'd left, and though Samara had been calling me, I'd been avoiding her. I didn't want to talk to her until my life was a bit more put together. But if I'd answered the ph

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rules.

NadezhdaI don't see Artyom at all the next day.I sleep late, waking up when the afternoon sun is streaming through the sheer curtains, and stay in bed until my bladder won't let me anymore. When I knock on the door that separates our rooms, Artyom doesn't answer. I knock again and wait. And then again. Finally, I walk inside before I pee my pants.His room is empty.I rush to the bathroom and decide to take a shower while I am in there. It would be better to be showered by the time he got back to the room to avoid any awkwardness. But when I get out, he still isn't back yet.I wander back to my room and wait for a while. When I test the doorknob, it is locked from the outside just like Artyom said it would be. So, then I try the door in his room. And it opens.I'd practically grown up on the estate, yet walking the hallways feels strange and forbidden.I am not supposed to be here.I don't know if anyone besides Artyom knows I am here at all.What should I say if I ran into my mom?

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tendons on his back.

NadezhdaAfter three days of nothing more than brief glimpses as I'm getting out of the shower and a quick goodnight before he closes the door between our rooms, I'm tired of not knowing what is going on. Of being kept in the dark about my own safety. So, I push open the door between our rooms without knocking and walk inside.Artyom told me goodnight almost an hour before, so I expect to find his light out, but instead he is sitting at the desk pushed up against the windows with his laptop open in front of him. He turns around as I walk in."Did you forget something?" he asks. I can see the tendons in his neck as he turns, and the bulge of his bicep is even more obvious now that he has stripped out of his button down and is in a short-sleeved t-shirt.I planned to burst into his room and demand answers, but suddenly, I'm much more civil."No, I didn't forget anything," I say. "I just. Well, I wanted to...ask. The rival gang. About me." He wrinkles his forehead, and I sigh, running my

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kismet tree.

NadezhdaThe emotions come flooding back too quickly, and I stumble away from him. He is still laughing too hard to notice, so I recover by sitting on the edge of his bed and tucking my hands in my lap lest they decide to go rogue and stroke the sharp cut of his cheekbone.Finally, he looks at me, and his smile is breathtaking. All pearly white and straight. He presses his hands onto his hips, looking handsome and rugged. "Fine. Maybe I was having a bad day, too.""We were both having bad days," I say. "That's it.""That's it," he agrees, nodding his head. As he does, his smile begins to fade. "One bad day, and I ruined your life."He looks truly broken up about it, so I chuckle. "Hardly."When he sits next to me on the bed, the mattress dips under his weight and gravity forces me closer to him. I have to actively fight to keep my shoulder from brushing his. He folds his hands in his lap, his thumbs circling around one another like boxers in the ring. "Your life was already ruined?"I

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lady nettles.

NadezhdaIt is the kind of kiss that drains you and fills you up all at the same time.The moment our lips meet, I feel like I'm floating, like the only thing tethering me to the ground is Artyom and his hands on my body.But then there is a heavy feeling between my legs, like a weight is pushing down on me from the inside.Artyom is softer than I thought he would be. Even with the stubble around his mouth scratching my cheeks, he is tender and warm. His hands slope up my back and then press down my spine, dragging across the soft material of my shirt. I arch my back and press myself closer to him, hungry for more of his touch.I'm trying not to think about where this will lead.Not because I don't want it to lead there, but because I'm not sure what that is going to mean.Artyom doesn't know this is my first time since – well, since ever, really. I don't count the night that gave me the baby in my belly. I don't even remember it, after all. I certainly didn't participate actively. Me

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harder. more.

NadezhdaIt is the most I've ever felt at once.The sensation is overwhelming and all-consuming, and I have to bite down on my own palm to keep from screaming out. The fire builds and builds, being stoked by the furious flicks of his tongue and thumb, until it breaks.Wave after wave rolls through me. My entire body clenches and releases to a primal rhythm that only Artyom and I know.I throw my arms over my head and turn my face into the comforter. I squeeze my eyes shut and ride the wave as he laps me up and then massages me back down. When I'm finished, I am limp and lazy, and I barely notice when Artyom pulls my panties down my legs.He crawls over me, drawing his hands over my stomach, taking my shirt with him so he can pull it over my head.His knees are planted on either side of my spent body, and he looks down at me, his eyes darker than I've ever seen them. And hungry."That was fucking hot," he growls.I feel like I could roll over and go to sleep, but the deep baritone of h

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mr. gentleman.

ArtyomI'm not the kind of guy who makes breakfast. Or lets a woman sleep in my bed.But when I roll over and see Nadezhda sleeping behind me, her hair spread out across my pillow, one arm thrown over her head, I will do just about anything to keep her from leaving.The sex was incredible.Nadezhda took her time, and she took charge. Usually, I like to be the one in control. Most of the women I'm with end up with their hands pinned over the head just to keep them from pawing at me. But I didn't mind Nadezhda's touch. The feather-light touch of her fingers, almost nervous.Watching her explore was almost as good as the actual sex. Almost.Her eyelids flutter, and I almost turn away so she won't know I'm looking at her. But the temptation to watch her wake up is too strong.Her tongue slides out to lick her lower lip and then she presses her full lips together and pinches her eyes closed as she stretches. It is so close to the O-face she made last night that I have to suppress a groan.

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the familiar.

ArtyomI sit down at the island while Nadezhda scrapes the burnt remnants of my breakfast attempt in the trash and cracks a few more eggs in the pan. She browns some of the kolbasa in a separate pan and throws in the vegetables I chopped near the end, hitting them with a dash of freshly ground pepper and salt. It smells heavenly."This was my dad's favorite breakfast," she says, smiling at me over her shoulder. "My mom or I made it every weekend.""He was a good man," I say."You knew him?" She seems surprised.I nod. "I spoke with him a few different times. He enjoyed his work here. Maintaining the grounds, being outside. He seemed really happy."Nadezhda smiles. "He was."Then she turns away from me, tending to the breakfast, but I see the slope of her shoulders change. Her head is hanging down. When she slides over and turns around, leaning back against the counter, she is biting the corner of her mouth. "My dad loved his job here, but he wanted more for me.""Like what?" I ask.My

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nothing.

ArtyomOver the next few days, the only thing we figure out is how many times two people can have sex before they physically can't take it anymore.For the first time in years, I turn my phone off and cut myself off from the world. I don't want to think about work or our rivals or Lukyan. I just want to think about Nadezhda.I want to focus on this beautiful person who, for the time being, is mine. When possible, I push every other thought from my head.And this method works great, until I check my phone after Nadezhda and I get out of the shower and realize my mother sent over Lukyan's funeral arrangements."No one should look so sad after what we just did in there," Nadezhda says, wrapping her arms around me and kissing my back.I can feel her bare breasts against my skin, her nipples pebbled from the chill in the room, and I put my phone down and turn to wrap her in my arms. "My brother's funeral is tomorrow morning."She stiffens and then pulls away from me, her blue-green eyes cu

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