Chapter 18: Rendered Speechless

IVAN’S POV 

Sleep eluded me as I tossed and turned in bed after the phone call from Nikolai. How the hell did he know that I had called out his name while I shattered in pleasure? He had driven me to madness. Every time I was near him, I got angry and my c*ck got hard. Nikolai affected me in ways I never knew.

But what made me scared was the way he held me. No one had ever been able to subdue me, even in the boxing ring, but Nikolai's strength made me wonder if there was something he was hiding beneath his calmness. I must confess his hand felt so good on my c*ck that I moaned shamelessly but my common sense kicked in and I was able to get out of his clutches.

By the time sleep engulfed me, the clock was reading 5 a.m. Early the next day, Anton made a call to Vidam to inform him that Viktor and Igor were not going to the boxing club. I waited for Viktor and Igor to come down for breakfast and after we finished, Ma informed us she was going to Miami for a small holiday.