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His lips curled into a knowing smile, and he looked down at my hands, the air crackled like fire in the fire pit.

“Who said I don’t want to?” The mockery in voice couldn’t be any more obvious. “But what would you be willing to do in return?” he asked.

The weight of his question engulfed me like a heavy fog, stifling me with its implications. I swallowed hard, trying to push down the rising panic threatening to overwhelm me. I stood there, frozen, and speechless.

What is he thinking? Why does he have this effect on me?

“I'll do anything,” I replied, my voice barely audible.

Nikolai's eyes lit up with a predatory glint. “Anything?” he repeated in a hoarse voice.

I nodded, and I felt the walls closing in around me. “Yes, anything,” I repeated, my voice was stronger this time, despite the trembling in my limbs.

For my father ... anything.

A soft, satisfying growl rumbled in his chest, the vibration flowing like a warm river from my fingertips to my toes.

“All right, I’ll do it,” he said, as he leaned in and his lips came dangerously close to mine, “I’ll find the man who tried to kill your father.”

The whooshing sound of my heart pounding filled my ears. My breath caught in my throat, and I struggled to form a rational thought.

His offer hung in the air like a heavy cloak. Accepting his help would certainly have consequences. This arrangement was akin to making a pact with the devil.

I couldn’t believe I was considering this. But I had no choice.

We stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. Nikolai’s penetrating gaze escalated, stripping away the layers of my façade and leaving me naked and defenseless.

But beneath the dread, there was an undeniable attraction, a magnetic pull that drew me closer to him despite my better judgment. The weight of those eyes, filled with lust and desire, mirrored my own.

“Push me away, if you don’t want this,” he grated against my ear, as his mouth brushed ever so lightly over the side of my face. I realized that my hands were still on his chest and felt the pressure of his body weight as he leaned even closer into me. His radiant warmth and his heart drumming beneath my palms ignited a fiery sensation deep in my lower regions. There was something so wildly captivating about him that I had no strength left to defy him.

“I … can’t …” my voice throttled, I couldn’t form words, as I tried to gasp for breath.

The corners of his mouth ticked upward, “Do you have any idea how fucking gorgeous you are? Your beautiful eyes,” he murmured seductively. “So full of fire and passion.”

What?

I felt my cheeks flush at his words, and my stomach fluttered as if a thousand butterflies had been released. “Um …” I was so dumbfounded, never had a man spoken to me the way Nikolai did.

“Leave Ashley, before it’s too late.” He grumbled.

I just shook my head.

I couldn’t resist him. I didn’t want to.

The muscles in his jaw pulsed, and his eyes darkened with focus, “Your lips are begging to be kissed.” He brushed his thumb lightly over my bottom lip.

I could feel his heart beating faster beneath my fingertips. His raw masculinity turned the last of my brain cells to mush, leaving me drowning in the depths of his irresistible allure.

Shit! This is a bad idea!

“Maybe … we… shouldn't,” I whispered, a chill ran down my spine.

“Too late, my sweet malyshka,” a throaty rattle hummed close to my mouth.

Nikolai ignored my stutters, let one hand slide to my neck, and gripped my hip with the other. He seized my lips, so fierce, hungry, and hot that I felt like I would melt away like a wax doll.

My hands fisted into his shirt as his tongue slipped into my mouth, it was the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. A hurricane of sensations threatened to engulf me, and I couldn’t get enough.

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