Page 59 of Cruel Russian King
Ninel sighed and opened up, and I fed her. When the bowl had reached half and she looked at me. “I'm good.”
“Ninel, you basically ate flavored water for breakfast. Are you sure that's all you want?”
“I'm sure.” She closed her eyes and leaned back her head. The twitch in the jaw was subtle as well as the tightening of her arm across her stomach.
I didn't say anything. I opened the bottle of water.
“Ninel, here. Drink some of this.”
She opened her eyes as I opened the bottle of water.
I placed the water next to her mouth and she drank a bit before moving her head to the side. When I removed the bottle a single droplet of water lingered on her lip. I brushed it away with my finger and watched as goosebumps ran along her arm.
I cleared my throat and my cock stiffened from her reaction. “I'll be home today unless anything comes up.”
I had already sent messages to Yegor and Zahkar when I was in the kitchen getting breakfast for Ninel.
“Y-you don't have to do that,” she stuttered. “I'll be okay alone.”
I placed the tray back on the night stand and placed a hand over Ninel's.
“Printessa, you're my wife. Staying here to make sure you get better is my job.”
You're a wimp, Artie. Your job is to take care of your faction. Call Kira back and let her look after Ninel. And get back to what you should be doing! Man's work!
I grounded my teeth as I pushed my father's voice aside.
“Is there anything you need? Fruit? Your art supplies? A book? I can get it for you.”
“There is a book I'm reading but I already have it here in my nightstand drawer. So maybe just some dry crackers and water will be okay.”
“Stay here. I'm going to grab that and my laptop and I'll be right back.”
“Ok.”
That first day I spent most of the day with Ninel catering to her every need: feeding her, holding hair when she threw up and getting a warming bottle to put on her stomach since I noticed she'd been holding it a lot.
We even took a stroll around the estate and had a light dinner in the gazebo on a blanket. And when she fell asleep. I watched her for fifteen minutes before scooping her in my arms and taking her to bed.
The next day I wasn't so lucky. At four in the morning, after Ninel had just thrown up I had to call Kira because I had a business emergency to take care of. I really didn't want to go but I couldn't ignore the situation. As soon as Kira arrived I thanked her and left.
Over the next four days I hardly got any rest. Between taking care of Bratva business and my wife, I was fucking exhausted. Ninel had thrown up again after I had just opened the Asian food from my restaurant that she loved. After cleaning up, I now lay on the bed next to her watching her sleep.
I told her that she needed to get to the clinic, but she refused. I even insisted that I'd let a doctor come to visit but she assured me that whatever it was would pass soon.
But, I wasn't so sure. She'd been sick for almost two weeks and she wasn't getting any better.
I drifted off to sleep worried about the woman laying next to me. I don't know how long I slept for but when I woke up soft light was drifting through the window. Ninel's head was on my shoulder, her arm draped over my waist and her foot was tangled between my legs and my arms were wrapped around her.
I closed my eyes and sighed. I had never been more content with anything in my life more than just laying here with Ninel in my arms. I didn't want to let her go. She fit me perfectly.
A few minutes later Ninel shifted below me and stretched, letting out a soft purring moan that summoned a low growl that threatened to escape my lips.
Her hands moved along my stomach then stopped abruptly. Her eyes shot to mine and a look of horror mixed with desire flashed in her eyes before she quickly scrambled to the next side of the bed.
“I-I'm sorry…I didn't mean too…”
I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes. Reality slammed into me. This thing between Ninel and I wasn't real. No matter how much I wanted more than to sink my cock into her cunt…no matter how much I wanted to be there for her.
