by Carly Davis
"Any last words?"
I aim at his heart and shoot, then his head. I shoot till the gun clicks.
Click.
Click.
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and stumble back falling into Nik's arms letting darkness consume me.
Nikolai
My men and Luka look at me in fear as Lydia stumbles into my arms and her eyes roll into the back of her head. Shit! I never expected that from her. She caught me off guard when I tried to pull her away from here. Luka looks to me with wide eyes and my men do the same.
Shit.
Lydia.
I’ve got to get her upstairs to Anna. I scoop her up bridal style and carry her to Anna's bedroom. Laying her on the bed Anna rushes in.
She smacks the back of my head and curses me, "What the fuck did you do to her?!"
Luka runs in and tries to calm my sister.
"No Anna. She wanted to end Connor. She pulled a fast one and snatched Nik's gun and killed him before any of us could react."
Anna stands there stunned by this information and is frozen. I never thought Lydia would have it in her to kill, but I guess those damned pregnancy hormones kicked in down there. She's still out cold and Anna is checking on her medically wise. She looks to me and then the ultrasound machine. She prepares everything for her to check on the baby and raises her shirt.
Rubbing the gel on her belly she turns the monitor to me and says "The baby is okay. Just had to be sure."
I feel something wet on my face.
Its a tear.
I never cry.
Not ever.
Anna shuts the machine down and comes to hug me. "I'll leave you alone for a while brother. Lets go, Luka."
I lay next to her and wipe the gel off her swollen belly. Before I lower her shirt, I kiss her belly and whisper the words.
"Your mother and you are safe. I love you both."
Bringing her body to mine I wrap my arms around her body and let sleep take over. Its been four months since that night and Lydia can finally sleep without nightmares. I'm relieved by that. Her pregnancy has been going smoothly, but we still had one problem. There's still one guy we didn't get. The one that did the money exchange. After he ran, we never saw him again.
Irina still lives here and has agreed when Lydia goes into labor she would be honored to help Anna deliver the baby. Lydia's now six months pregnant and shining beautifully. Today we find out what the sex of the baby is going to be. She decided she wanted to do it today as this is the day we first met back when we were teenagers. Anna is waiting on us in her room and motions for Lydia to lay down and raises her shirt rubbing the gel on her stomach. She looks to the monitor and smiles at us.
"It’s gonna be a boy."
A boy.
We're having a boy.
My prince.
Our prince.
I don't think I've been so happy in my entire life. I kiss Lydia and I don't care there's anyone in here to see the tears of happiness running down my face. I have my queen and she is having my baby boy.
Three months later
"Are you finally going to ask her tonight? I mean she's only got a few more months still she pops out a mini Nikolai. Lord help us."
Grinning back to them, I take the chance to pull out the ring, "Yes, but remember not a word. You guys promised and make sure to make yourselves scarce by seven tonight."
Placing the ring back in my jacket pocket, they leave me alone to my thoughts. Tonight, is the night.
I have to make sure everything is perfect. Lydia deserves to be treated like a queen. My queen. Everything is in place. The perfect dinner and my perfect woman and that's all I need. For the first time in my life, I feel nervous. I've never been nervous a day in my life and yet here I stand at the bottom of the staircase waiting for her to come down.
I look up as she is coming down. Breathtaking. That's what she fucking is. Her long strawberry blonde curls bounce from side to side as her long silky red dress sways as she takes each step. God this woman will be the death of me and I would gladly die for her if it meant she still lived.
I take her hand and help her down the last step and she looks at me confused, "Why did I have to get dressed up for dinner?"
I chuckle to her, "What? I can't treat the mother of my child to dinner?"
I lead her to the dining room and we sit at the small table for two. The chef brings out our plates. I had him prepare chicken stir fry with rice and chocolate cake. It's her favorite thing to eat, especially now that she's pregnant. I don't know how many times I've had to go in the middle of the night to get her chocolate.
We finish eating the stir fry and she starts on the dessert. Bringing the fork up to her lips she moans in satisfaction as she takes the last bite. Fuck! Stop that Lydia. I feel her gaze on me as I'm trying to calm myself, "Don't do that unless you want me to do something about it."
She looks at me innocently and smirks, "What, I was only enjoying the meal the father of my child treated me to."
I fucking knew she did that on purpose. I shake those thoughts I was having of her on this table beneath my body. I need to man up and do what I was planning to. Standing up, I walk to her side of the table and take her hands.
This is it.
There's no backing down now.
I've come this far.
Don’t be a pussy, Nikolai.
"Lydia, mother of my son I love you with all my heart. I never thought I would love with the lifestyle I live. I've always loved you since we were teenagers, but I was too stubborn to admit it. My father ruined us, and I didn't have the guts to stand up to him. I regretted doing that to you seven years ago then you walked back into my life and now I have you back. I just have one question for you. will you do the honor of marrying me and becoming my queen."
I take the ring from my pocket and get down on one knee looking up to her. She's got tears streaming down her face, but she's not sad.
She looks at me with the biggest grin on her face at and furiously nods her head, "Yes! Yes!"
Grabbing my face, she crushes her lips to mine and I bring her body close to mine and pick her up taking her up to my room.
No.
Scratch that.
Our room.
The next morning, I wake up and leave her a note letting her know I've got to go down to my office. Grinning to myself, I go back to the events that took place the night before.
A throat clearing brings me out of my thoughts, "So I take it, the dinner went well?"
I grin even bigger and look to my best friend, "Oh! You bet. She said yes."
He rolls his eyes at me and says, "Yea, I heard through the walls of your bedroom all night."
Raising my hands in surrender I smirk at him, "You could have put earplugs in or listened to your music."
I speak up, "Lydia's having a boy."
He looks at me smiling, "I heard. Remember the meeting earlier?"
I walk upstairs to my bedroom and spot Lydia laying on the couch with a baby book laying over her belly. I take the book off her belly and pick her up bridal style. Making sure I don't wake her, I gently lay her on the bed and take my shirt off and pants too leaving me in my boxers. I collapse to the bed and wrap my arms around her letting sleep take over.
She was fire.
I was ice.
Together, we were a beautiful disaster.
Epilogue
Nikolai
Vladimir clears his throat letting us know he's starting, "Good morning and welcome, Nikolai and Lydia are so glad to have you here on this beautiful spring day. Before we begin I'd like to ask you to put all your electronic devices on silent. Love is a miraculous gift, and wedding is a celebration of that magic, and that is why we are here today. We are gathered together to be overjoyed for, and with, Nikolai and Lydia, who are so wonderfully suited to one another that is pure delight for the rest of us to see how happy two people can be. They are the example of the love that in its light heartedness dissolves
the notion of love as hard as work. They are the promise of possibility, the expectation of joyful surprise. We are here to celebrate, witness, honor, dance, laugh, sing, eat, and be glad because these two people have found their bashert. May every desire you have for your love be fulfilled, and you be given the vision with which to clearly behold one another, the listening with which to perceive one another genuinely, and the endless generosity of spirit with which to nourish one another's soul and sweetly keep the promises you make here today. Nikolai and Lydia, I remind you that marriage is a precious gift, a lifelong dedication to love and a daily challenge to love one another more fully and freely."
Luca pauses and look to Lydia, "Do you Lydia take Nikolai Vasiliev, to be your beloved husband, knowing in your heart that you will be a faithful friend, and a loving companion. Do you give your sacred vow that you will always be with Nikolai and support him, in times of sickness and in health, in times of joy and sorrow? Do you promise to love him completely, to console and comfort him in his difficult times, to laugh and grieve with him, to share his life's simplest but most enduring pleasure, to be truthful and honest with him, and to cherish him, for as long as you both shall live?"
She takes my hand and slides the gold band on my finger, "I do."
Then, Luca looks to me and repeats the same thing, "Do you Nikolai Vasiliev, take Lydia, to be your beloved wife, knowing in your heart that you will be a faithful friend, and a loving companion. Do you give your sacred vow that you will always be with Lydia and support her, in times of sickness and in health, in times of joy and sorrow? Do you promise to love her completely, to console and comfort her in her difficult times, to laugh and grieve with him, to share her life's simplest but most enduring pleasure, to be truthful and honest with her, and to cherish her, for as long as you both shall live?"
I take her hand and slide the gold band on her finger as I say, "I do."
Luca clears his throat and announces, "Nikolai and Lydia, by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
I waste no time taking her in my arms kissing her good and hard letting everyone know she fully belongs to me. I plunge my tongue into her mouth and dominate her in front of all my friends, family and men. I pick her up bridal style and head to the cake so we can get this over with, so I can take her away and fuck her for the first time as my wife not my girlfriend.
I can't wait to take her over and over tonight. I smile into the kiss and remember the day she gave birth to our son.
As I enter the door I hear her screaming in pain. Her screams can be heard echoing off the walls in the estate. I hate having to see her in pain. I take her hand and she crushes it causing me to wince in pain.
"I fucking hate you so much Nikolai, you did this to me!"
I know she doesn't mean that it's just the hormones talking right now. Anna rushes in and goes to the other side of her smoothing her hair down.
I glare at my sister telling her to back off. In the recent months I've became even more possessive of Lydia. Another contraction comes causing her to let out another ear piercing scream.
"Kotenok breathe, it's gonna be okay."
Irina has her hooked up to all kinds of wires monitoring her and the baby. Irina checks to see how far she has dilated and looks at both of us and says. "I need you to push Lydia!"
She pushes and screams in pain as Irina yells. "I can see the head. I need another push sweetheart."
Lydia has a vice grip on my hand so hard that I think maybe she's broken my hand, "Fuck! Get him out of me now!"
With the final push, Irina takes the baby and looks to me with the scissors, "Dad, do you want to do the honors?"
Instantly I take the scissors and cut the cord. He's beautiful just like his mother. I hand our son to Lydia and she's got tears streaming down her face.
No, it’s not sad tears, its happy tears. I snap a picture of them with my phone and put my phone back in my pocket. This moment is perfect. Irina snaps us back out of our moment when she asks, "What's his name?"
Lydia speaks up, "Alexander Nikolai Vasiliev."
Alexander Nikolai Vasiliev.
It's perfect.
I have my Lydia and I have my Alexander. Charlie has cleaned him up and handing him over to her. I kiss his head and kiss Lydia on the lips, "I love you both so much."
She's still got sweat beading down her forehead and is now feeding little Alex a bottle. About a few minutes later she has drifted off to sleep. I know she's exhausted, so I take the chance to pick him up and finish feeding him and then burping him before taking him out in the hall to present my son to everyone.
"Everyone this is Alexander Nikolai Vasiliev. Your future king and boss when he becomes of age."
The End….for now.
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Here’s a sneak peak of Off Limits, Anna and Luka's story.
Off Limits
Carly Davis
Description
Luka Alexeev
I’m Nikolai Vasiliev’s second-in-command and best friend. I’ve been withholding a dark secret from him. I’ve been lusting after his sister.
The Princess
My Babygirl.
She’s the forbidden fruit that I’ve been dying to sink my teeth into.
I want to taste the never before touched innocence on my tongue.
I’m supposed to protect her, but who’s going to protect her from me?
She comes to me for a favor.
Something that could very well get me killed.
To take her virginity.
I know it’s wrong, but my beast won’t be satisfied until he has her.
Just one time I tell myself.
She became my secret.
A forbidden fruit I wasn’t supposed to taste.
I corrupted her innocence, but she tore into my heart. She would always be worth it, even if I had to endure a little bit of pain.
Even if I died for it.
Anna Vasiliev
I’m the younger sister of Nikolai Vasiliev. Russian mob boss.
I’m known as ‘The Princess’ to most, but to Luka Alexeev I’m Babygirl.
His Babygirl.
I want to give him all of me.
He keeps denying me, only making me crave him more.
My brother appointed him as my bodyguard.
Big mistake on his part. He didn’t count on me falling in love with his best friend.
Who’s going to be there to catch me before I fall, or protect me if he breaks my heart?
I guess that’s a risk I’m just going to have to take.
Prologue
Luka
“Luka, I…yes, oh god.” She pants as I pin her to the wall wrapping her legs around my waist.
Fuck.
Nikolai was going to kill me for this.
I wasn’t supposed to touch her.
Betrayal was one thing he didn’t tolerate. He specifically told me numerous times she was off limits. Especially to me.
Keep your cock to yourself. He’d
warned me a million times.
Sorry, but I’ve got to feel her just this once.
You can kill me later, Nikolai.
I knew this was wrong, but it felt way too fucking good to stop. I wanted to make her mine in every way possible.
“I’m going to ruin you, baby girl. This pussy is mine!” I’d fought the temptation for far too long. Tonight, I was claiming what belonged to me all this time.
No matter what the consequence was.
Even if it meant I had to take a bullet for it.
Chapter One
Luka
What did the name Anna Vasiliev mean to me? It meant a lot of things to me.
Sister of Nikolai Vasiliev, notorious Russian mob boss.
He also happened to be my best friend, too.
She also meant other things also.
Temptation.
Off limits.
Tease.
‘The Princess.’
My job.
And last, but definitely not least, my Babygirl.
She was defiant and bratty, but that’s one thing I like about her the most. I’ve always felt a connection with her, but never in a sexual way. Not until she turned seventeen. I’ve never looked at her once before her birthday.
