The Billionaire Mafia’s Slave

CHAPTER 68: IN THE SHOWER

LILY’S POV:

I still couldn’t believe Nikolai and I just had our first fight, I feel really bad and I know it is all my fault.

I explained from start to finish to Galina and she just kept patting my hand in reassurance, She listened without interrupting me or blaming me.

“So, what are you going to do now?”, She asked.

“I… I don’t know, I think he hates me”, I replied.

“No he doesn’t!”.

“He does… You didn’t see the look in his eyes when he gr-grabbed my arms Galina, it… it was like he could tear me into bits!”, I explained, tears still in my eyes but I was not miserable as before.

“Nikolai can never hate you Lily. He adores you and it surprises me and everyone here, you have no idea of how lucky you are to feel this side of him that no other girl has got to experience. So stop overthinking it, Nikolai can never and will never hate you”, Galina said as she wiped the tears from my eyes.

“You think so?”, I asked, I needed all the reassurance in the world right now and loosing Nikolai wasn’t an option.

“Fuck yeah!”, She exclaimed and I chuckled, “Now, get up, stop sulking and come choose an outfit for me!”, Galina dragged me to my feet. I reluctantly stood up and followed her to her room.

“Woah”, I said in astonishment as I was greeted by the sight of more than 10 mannequins of Victorian ball dresses of beautiful colours, shoes, purses and jewelries. Two designers were putting finishing touches to the dresses, four makeup artist were on standby and hairstylists too.

“All these dresses and to choose just one?”, I asked in amazement, forgetting my problems for a while.

“Yes. But the make up artists and hairstylists are for you and I, mom hired them as she’s busy with the set up… You can also choose from the dresses if you don’t like the one we got for you”, Galina said but I quickly shook my head.

“No no no, I love the one we got. It is so me”, I replied.

“Okay… now help me deciideee!”, she pleaded while pouting making me chuckled.

“Fine fine… which is your favorite color amongst all of the dresses”, I asked her. I wasn’t an expert in helping someone choose what to wear for a big event but I can try.

“All”, She replied.

“Huh? What do you mean by all?”.

“I mean, I like all the colors and the dresses”.

“But you can’t wear all for the ball, you need just one”, I said, looking at her then at the designers who looked like they were having a hard time too.

“I know, I know… okay, I like pink and yellow but since it’s for a masquerade ball, I can go with maroon and emerald green”, She finally agreed on what she was looking for.

I nodded and walked to the line of dresses, “Can I touch them?”, I inquired just to be sure.

“Sure”, Galina shrugged.

I ran my fingers through the waist side of the dresses, feeling the hems and the materials used in making these beautiful dresses. From mere looking at it, one could tell it was of high quality and fashion.

I stopped in front of a blood red corset gown, as I looked at the beautiful red Victorian-style dress, I was amazed by how stunning it was. The lace and embroidery sparkled, and the dress seemed to shimmer in the light.

I could imagine Galina when she wears it – she would be elegant, poised, and sophisticated. The dress seemed to glow with a life of its own, like a work of art. It was like nothing I had ever seen before, and I felt like I was gazing at something truly special.

The dress was a deep red color that seemed to pulse with energy and the details seemed to tell a story of their own, I couldn’t look away.

“How about this one?”, I finally turned to Galina and asked. She was seated on her bed, tapping aggressively on her phone with her brows furrowed.

“Galina?”, I called again as she didn’t seem to hear me the first time.

“Huh”, She flinched, quickly putting her phone down and forcing a smile at me.

“Is anything the problem?”, I asked.

“Oh n-no!”, She replied.

I can tell something was going on but she was hiding it from me.

‘What could it be?’, I asked myself. I still feel bad that I don’t have a phone and asking Nikolai now would make him think I am planning another escape. I sighed and stopped thinking about it.

“You were saying?”, Galina asked.

“I was asking about this dress, it’s beautiful and it will suit you perfectly”.

“Oh, you’re right… Red isn’t a bad color. I will take this one”, Galina said to the designers who took her measurements and started with their jobs.

“You have great eyes! Why don’t you study fashion?”, Galina said and I laughed.

“Nahh, fashion isn’t for me”, I replied.

“If you say so”, She replied, dropping the topic.

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The ball wasn’t until 10pm and it is just afternoon, so many hands were on deck. Strange faces were busy in the ballroom, new caterers were hired, even security was tight.

Nikolai still wasn’t back, I decided to go back to the room and wait for him after having lunch with Galina. He promised he was going to be gone for a while, not hours.

‘What do you expect?’, my inner thoughts scolded me.

I sighed and hopped on the bed, trying to stay awake even though I was bored. I didn’t feel like reading or drawing, I just need Nikolai to be back home, smiling lovingly at me, wishing that the fight this morning was just a sick nightmare.

I kept thinking about ways to tell him how much I love him until I slept off.

***

I woke up because I felt hot stares on me. I had a dream that Nikolai locked me up in a dungeon and he got back together with Elena and they were planning their wedding.

I had sweat dripping from my forehead and neck, the AC was on but I was sweating profusely.

“Nikolai?”, I called out to the figure who sat on a sofa by the corner of the room, I blinked twice to clear my vision then leaned closer. It was Nikolai.

My expression brightened, I quickly got down from the bed and walked towards him.

“Don’t come close…”, He said and my mood took a 360 turn to what it was this morning. I moved back, feeling rejected that I wanted to cry but I bit my lip to stop the tears.

“Are… are you still m-mad at me? D-do you hate me now?”, I couldn’t help but ask, fighting back the tears.

I see Nikolai’s brow furrow as he shook his head.

“I reek of alcohol and tobacco… and I have blood all over me. I need to shower”, He replied and I noticed the smell, he stood up and headed for the bathroom.

“Blood?! Whose blood? What happened to you? Are you hurt? Was it an accident?”, I got so concerned that I held his hand, checking his large frame but he moved back.

“It isn’t mine. I need a cold shower”, He said, detaching from my touch and staggering to the bathroom, he paused and turned to me, “I love you too much to hate you Lily”, he said and got into the bathroom.

I bit my bottom lip and a lone tear finally escaped, he said he doesn’t hate me but why do I feel he’s so distant from me. It was like he was trying to suppress his anger and I needed to remedy the situation but I didn’t know how.

“Fuck it”, I whispered, taking off my clothes to join him in the shower, all my shyness was thrown out of the window.

The shower was turned on and I saw Nikolai through the glass, scrubbing the blood from his arms. He said the blood wasn’t his and I think I can guess how he got it.

‘He must have tortured someone right?’.

Nikolai didn’t hear me come in, I opened the shower glass door and he swiftly grabbed my hand that was about to touch his back.

“It’s just me”, I said and he sighed, releasing my hand, he was ready to punch whoever it was.

“What are you doing in here? The water is too cold”, He said.

His eyes travelled from my face to my breast and I notice his eyes darkened with lust.

“I-I want to join you”, I replied. I thought I had gotten rid of my shyness but standing under Nikolai’s hot gaze made my cheeks burn.

He rose a brow at what I said and grinned, I smiled that he finally stopped frowning at me.

“Are you sure you want to be in the same space with me, naked and wet?”, Nikolai asked and I gulped, understanding what he meant. The water from the shower against my bare skin was cold.

Realizing he was also totally naked, my eyes unconsciously looked down and I caught sight of his manhood. It was thick and long, my eyes went wide like it would pop out from its sockets.

“Holy cow–“, I didn’t get to finish my words when Nikolai grabbed my neck and slammed his lips on mine, catching me by surprise.