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- Parts 7
I can feel my tears dripping on his chest, and he begins to massage his hands through my curly hair, his touch tender. He starts to speak, his voice a low, dark murmur.
"When I saw you four years ago, before you left, you were so beautiful, so talented. And you Still are, yet so damaged, needing someone, anyone really, to talk to, to really understand your pain. But even then, I knew you would be mine. My wife, the mother of my kids. I'll give you the world Amira.....The world . The family you really wish you had. But the next time you allow another woman or man to touch you, you'll be the one who's putting a bullet through their head."
"Do you understand me, baby?"
I nod my head.
Nikolai smacks my bruised ass yet again, the sting sending a jolt of pain through me. I yell out, "Yes, I understand!"
He pulls me close, his arms wrapping around me in a possessive embrace. "Khoroshaya devochka." (Good girl.)
He murmurs. "Go to sleep. I'll wake you up in an hour. I want to taste my pussy again."