Leonora Bernardi locked in the dark. Hurt for most of her life, scared of her own shadow. Not knowing what the outside world is like, she's the epitome of innocence. One look at her and it's like her aura could light up the room.
Nikolai Volkov fut...
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Leonora POV
"Do you think your father would say yes, if I asked you to move in with me?"
I raise my head to look at Nikolai, who has me in his arms. My head is resting on his chest, and our legs are entwined. We've been laying here for a while, trying to escape the chaos downstairs.
My papa and brothers are currently having a meeting with the rest of my family and Nikolai's downstairs. Nikolai said he didn't want to leave me alone at the moment so we came upstairs finding comfort in the silence of one another.
"U-um.... N-no." I say. Did he honestly think that my papa would let me be alone with Nikolai in a house. It took weeks for us to even be able to shut my bedroom door when we were both in here together.
"Hmm. Maybe I should just steal you away instead." He said, his arms coming to hold me tighter against him, whilst his head leans down into the crook of my neck as he lays kisses along it.
"Y-you c-could try." I giggle, trying to push myself away from his kisses which are tickling the sensitive skin along my neck. Nikolai quickly flips me so I'm lying beneath him, his breath fanning across my face.
"What you don't like my kisses?" He asks, pouting out his bottom lip. I giggle raising my hands as much as I can and push the corner of his lips up, causing Nikolai to send a playful glare my way.
He quickly falls down, pressing all his weight down on mine. I let out a humph as all air from my lungs escapes.
"Give me a kiss and I'll let you go."
"N-Nikolaiiiiii." I whine, trying to wiggle out from under his heavy body. What does this guy eat?
"Kiss baby." He says, pursing his lips up so I can kiss him. My cheeks heat up slightly as I get slightly nervous. Usually Nikolai is the one to make the first move. I lean forward skimming my lips against his before moving away. But before I can move Nikolai grasps the back of my neck, placing his lips back onto mine firmly.
When Nikolai's lips met mine, the world around us seemed to fade into insignificance. In that electrifying moment, it was as if time itself had suspended, leaving only the sensation of his touch and the thundering rhythm of my heart.
His kiss held a promise, a promise of all the unspoken feelings that had blossomed between us. Every brush of his lips sent ripples of warmth and longing through me, igniting a fire deep within my soul. His arms wrapped around me with a tenderness that held me in a cocoon of safety and affection.
I felt cherished, understood, and seen in a way I had never experienced before. It was as though his kiss held the power to heal the wounds of my past, to erase the years of isolation and uncertainty. In his embrace, I found a home, a place where I could finally let go of my fears and surrender to the beautiful vulnerability of love.
