Seduction's Shadow

Chapter 65: Possessive Nightfall

Driving through the night, Nikol's patience was threadbare. The storm had abated, leaving an eerie calm in its wake. He arrived at Aari's house and rang the doorbell, his frustration mounting with every second he waited. "Why the hell did I ring the bell?" he muttered, his urgency to see her bordering on madness.

Inside, Aari's drinking session was interrupted by the doorbell. She frowned, slightly tipsy and not expecting anyone. Opening the door, her eyes widened in surprise. "Nikol? What are you doing here?" she asked, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Couldn't stay away?"

Nikol stepped inside, his eyes scanning her face. "Why aren't you answering my calls?" he demanded, his tone a mix of worry and frustration.

Aari giggled, clearly drunk. "Ohhh, did I miss it?" She laughed a carefree sound that contrasted sharply with Nikol's serious demeanour. "The phone's in another room, and I didn't feel like getting it."

Nikol's frustration boiled over. He followed her to the living room and, without a word, grabbed her glass of wine and hurled it aside, the glass shattering against the wall. "You've had enough."

Aari pouted, her mood shifting as she climbed onto his lap. "Hey, I was drinking that," she said, her voice teasing and careless.

Nikol's hands gripped her waist tightly, his knuckles turning white as he tried to steady her. "You're drunk, Aari. This isn't the time for games."

Aari leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "Oh, come on, Nikol," she whispered seductively. "If you're not going to have fun with me, I'll just find someone else."

Nikol's anger flared, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "What did you just say?" His voice was a menacing growl.

Aari repeated, her voice laced with defiance and drunken bravado. "I said, I'll just find someone else."

Nikol's fury erupted like a volcano. He grabbed her by the back of her neck, his grip bruising as he pulled her close. His eyes were dark, filled with a savage possessiveness. "You need to get it through your head, Aari. You belong to me. After everything that happened, you think you can just go to someone else? You're gravely mistaken."

Aari's eyes widened with a mixture of fear and defiance, but before she could react further, Nikol's control snapped. He slammed her against the wall, his movements rough and unyielding. His lips crashed onto hers with a brutal force, the kiss ferocious and demanding. His hands were everywhere, gripping, squeezing, leaving marks.

Aari's protests were swallowed by his fierce, possessive embrace, her resistance melting under the onslaught of his intensity. Nikol's roughness was a harsh counterpoint to her drunken haze, his dominance overwhelming her completely.

Nikol's kiss was a savage claim, leaving Aari breathless and disoriented. His hands roamed her body, fingers digging into her flesh with a rough possessiveness that bordered on pain. He tore at her clothing, his desperation evident in the way he handled her, as if trying to obliterate any thought of another man from her mind.

Aari whimpered, her drunken bravado giving way to a mix of fear and twisted excitement. "Nikol, stop," she murmured, but her words were swallowed by his relentless assault. Her hands pushed weakly against his chest, but he was unyielding, his grip tightening as he pressed her harder against the wall.

"You don't get to tell me to stop," Nikol growled, his voice thick with rage. "Do you understand that? Mine." His lips moved to her neck, biting and sucking, leaving marks that would remind her of this moment for days to come.

Aari's head lolled back, a moan escaping her lips despite herself. The mixture of pain and pleasure was intoxicating, muddling her already clouded senses. She clung to him, her body betraying her fear and resistance.