CHAPTER 84: – WE’LL SEE –

"I’m not going to do this with you. Say whatever you please, but I don’t belong to you, alright? Just because we kissed a few times or almost shared a night doesn’t mean there is anything between us. I made it clear to you that I was only using you and that eventually I would toss you aside, Nikolas. So don’t look at me like that as if for a second you assumed we could be a thing. Not you and me. I don’t want you nor are you the man I need."

That did it. Nikolas stalked over to her, too fast before she could even register a thing. The man buried a hand in her hair, mouth coming down on hers as if earlier hadn’t been enough.

"Divorce? Fuck that shit."

He grabbed her wrist, tugging her toward him, to bind them together. And Viviana gasped, her breath hitching. "Nikolas." And there she went, growing hot under his touch again.

"You are mine, through and through. Nothing is ever going to change that." The kiss was long, violent. Oh, their teeth crashed together, her tongue chasing his as he pressed her up against the wall, locking both wrists in his big hand above her head.

Her smaller body was plastered flush against his. She found herself unable to catch her breath. He’d lost his mind.

"You don’t want me, huh?" He scoffed, "You little terrible liar."

And she truly was a liar. Her lips moving against his, the way her groin bucked against his, wanting more, confirmed it. But Viviana didn’t like the idea of admitting it.

He stopped the kiss for a second to look at her. "You want to leave me? Huh?"

"Nikolas. You’ve lost your mind." She glared at him. But wouldn’t even push him away.

"Have I?" He growled. "But you made me like this. Drawing me in, bewitching me, confining me in your warmth, driving me insane and making me this craze over you. And then you think you can just leave me. For what? Him? You want to be with him?"

"No!"

"GOOD! Because I would have killed him had you said otherwise!" He bit into her earlobe. "You’re mine, Viviana, and I will never share you with another soul. Try me if you think I’m jesting, and watch what I do. The kind of a monster you can turn me into."

Viviana stared at him, forgetting how to breathe. "Look at the way you’re staring at me."

"And what do they tell you? My eyes?"

"That you’re a crazed man on the loose."

He smirked at her. "But you made me like this. And I can’t go back." I’ve even given up my mate for you. "And you don’t get to leave me. I am the only man that can have you, touch you, hold you, and even...and even..."

"And even what?" She ran her tongue over her bottom lip.

"And even LOVE you," he said. And she froze. "I am the only man that can fucking love you. And hell be damned, I love you. Yes, I am madly in love with you and that makes you mine. I don’t even need you to love me back. Actually, my love is enough for the both of us."

She shuddered beneath his touch, her breath quivering out of her. No, he didn’t. He was lying and—

"Look at me." He snatched her chin, forcing her gaze on him. "Believe me or not, nothing changes the fact that I do. But you’ve got nothing to worry about, sweetheart, because I will show you just how much I do little by little, even if it means crawling after you or going down on my knees for you."

"You’re spouting nonsense—"

"Or you’re just unwilling to believe me. But I will just have to show you. We’ve got all the time we need because you’re going nowhere." Nikolas tightened his grip on the back of her head, claiming her mouth and deepening the kiss.

Viviana was dazed, by his confession and the way he devoured her as if a man hungry—a man who had been starved for years.

Dammit!

She bit to herself, unable to stop herself from enjoying, from taking what he was giving to her, all with absolute glee bursting in her chest.

She managed to slip a hand free from his grip, sliding it up his chest to wrap at his neck. Her touch was passionate , intimate. She was such a liar who couldn’t hide her desire for the man who had her in his grasp.

And he was driving to insanity.

"Nikolas, please."

"Please what?" He questioned, voice vibrating.

"Don’t make me say it," he tone shook, filled with need.

"Beg for it."

"Nikolas please."

"Properly, girl. Don’t just say please to me because I don’t know what you’re asking for," he groaned into her ears, breathing hot and setting her skin ablaze.

"Liar," she shuddered out. "You liar."

"Beg me for it."

"Please."

"Properly."

"Nikolas, just... Why are you doing this to me?" She wanted to be touched, she wanted a taste of that pleasure again. But he wasn’t going to give it to her. Didn’t plan to.

Nikolas drew back instantly.

"What the..." She blinked.

"You think you can slap a divorce in my face and then expect me to fall to my knees and give you the height of pleasure you’re after." His eyes scanned her. "No." He’d turned her into a mess.

Viviana lost it. "You can’t do this to me. It’s not fair! You can’t make me like this and then stop."

"But I can."

"No you can’t!"

"Make me then."

She stormed over to him, grabbed him by his shirt to yank him down. She kissed him roughly, angrily, hungrily. She tried to make it as good as when he did it. But he wasn’t responding to her. He refused to indulge her and Viviana had grown frustrated.

"Fuck you!" She shoved him hard, fuming with tears growing in her eyes. "You throw these stupid confessions and how you’d give me anything, just to proceed to starve me."

"I’ve never heard you curse. And those tears won’t work. Not tonight, my love"

"Go to hell." Her eyes widened. "You think I need you? Y-you know I can always find someone else."

"Oh, can you now?"

He grinned at her.

"But you and I know no man can give you what I can give you. No one can make you into this mess I can. No one and I mean no man can ever have you trembling like I just did. And you know so much more than I do."

"You don’t know that!"

"Oh please," he growled out, stepping into her space. He wrapped his fingers at the back of her flushed neck and leaned into kiss her throat. Then the curve of her shoulder. And Viviana hated that she reacted to her, blowing out a soft moan.

He lifted up a little, whispering against her ear. "I won’t give you what you desire from me, not until you understand how much you want me, how perfect you and I are for each other. Until you understand we’re made for each other. However, if you think otherwise, stay stubborn, wife. I’d like to see who gives in first."

He bit her earlobe, her jaw, and then pulled back, leaving her frozen on the spot, pure need radiating from her.

"You...you asshole." She vibrated. "You think I’ll let you touch me again?"

"We’ll see." He threw over his shoulder.