Page 172 of Nemesync
“What the fuck? Did you buy the entire mall, little Z?”
Elijah broke into a rare smile as he approached me, and I instinctively snuggled into him.
“Elijah, my man, you’re going to need a bigger place for all this,” Ben gestures towards the bag of books, “and a bigger bookshelf for these.”
Eli, still gazing at me, responded to Ben, “If it makes her happy, I don’t mind.” He then leaned down to kiss my forehead.
Nikolai chimed in with a smirk, “Looks like Little Z has softened our scary Volkov.”
I shot him a cold glare. “Nikolai Moretti, don’t tempt me.”
Elijah chuckled into my neck, and Niko yelled in surprise, “Don’t you dare use my fucking entire name, young woman! For you, it’s Niko only.”
Elijah
Miranda headed home, leaving just Ben, Niko, Zanae, and I in the penthouse, while Lévi and some other guards remained in the parking lot.
My girl excused herself to change into her pajamas, and Niko shot a stupid glance at Ben, “Think she’ll wear something scandalous?”
Benny chuckled. “Oh, Nikolai, you’re going to die.”
Sitting on the couch I looked at Niko. “He’s right Niko, I’m going to kill you one day.”
He laughed and added, “Yeah whatever, you better be ready for a view.”
Calmly and with a hint of amusement I replied, “Don’t make me cut off your eyes, you two. Another remark and I’ll take them out with my fingers.”
Zanae returned in a comfier outfit, a long t-shirt of mine and sweatpants. She’s so beautiful even in this I couldn’t understand how someone could be so captivating.
Nikolai opened his mouth, and I knew he was going to say something to tease her. “Wow, Little Z. This is an outfit.”
She burst into laughter, made her way to me, cuddling against me with a grin.
Nikolai winked at Ben. “Looks like our girl knows how to handle the big, bad wolf.”
“Mygirl. I already told you, Niko, don’t make me repeat myself.”
Zanae was comfortably nestled against me, I felt her laugh inside me. I loved it, she was enjoying herself and I couldn’t be happier.
Drinking my vodka, I brought my other arm around her.
Ben, adopting a sweet and fucking weird tone, leaned in towards me. “Have I ever told you how much I appreciate your body in this kind of clothes, my Pakhan?”
Nikolai chimed in, of course this fucker would. “Oh, absolutely. Anything you wear compliments your body beautifully.”
I raised an eyebrow, not surprised, but curious.
Zanae couldn’t help but laugh from her cozy spot on my chest.
Ben continued, “And those cold looks you give? So hot. I’m thinking of starting a fan club, Niko are you in?”
Nikolai nodded and turned toward me. “Of course, I am.”
Zanae, still chuckling, finally spoke, “Shut up you two. Let him enjoy his drink in peace. He doesn’t need a fan club; he has me.”
I grumpily sipped my glass, managing a half-smile at her words.
I loved it when she said things like that, I loved it when she claimed me.
