The Billionaire Mafia’s Slave

CHAPTER 45: ON HIS BED

LILY’S POV:

I wondered what it would be like inside and what Nikolai’s family are like.

Just then, Galina came out running and shouting in excitement.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Oh my goodnessss!”, She said, hugging me without any head ups, very tightly I couldn’t breathe.

“Oh I have missed you!”, Galina said once she broke from the hug and I smiled warmly at her. Even though I am angry at her brother, she didn’t do anything wrong to me to be cold towards her.

“Haha, hi Galina… been a while”, I managed to say and looked at the compound one more time, soaking in the beautiful sight.

“Let’s go inside, it’s so cold here…”, Galina dragged me along with her, “… Oh hi Nikolai”, Galina waved at her brother as we passed by Nikolai, it was as if she didn’t regard him. I saw how she completely ignored him when she came out from the house.

As Galina dragged me into the huge mansion, I was blown away by how amazing it was inside. The ceilings were super high, and the chandeliers sparkled like diamonds. The walls were adorned with beautiful artwork, and the floors were made of shiny marble.

I felt like I was in a dream world as I explored the halls, taking in all the sights and sounds. The air was thick with the scent of old books and polish.

“I can’t wait to show you around!”, Galina announced as she intertwined her hand to mine, without warning she took me through the stairs and I couldn’t resist running my hand over the intricate carvings on the staircase.

Every room I entered was more breathtaking than the last – a sunny atrium, a library filled with leather-bound books, and a music room with a grand piano that shone like gold. I felt like a kid in a candy store, eager to discover all the secrets and wonders of this incredible mansion.

“Wait till you see my room!”, Galina said and giggled.

She took my hand and led me up the stairs to her bedroom. As we walked in, I gasped in amazement. The room was stunning, with a massive four-poster bed, a sitting area, and a balcony overlooking the gardens.

“Oh my goodness Galina, your room is massive!”, I said in awe.

“Oh stop it… it’s always lonely here”, She said with a faint smile.

She showed me her favorite books on the shelves, her favorite artwork on the walls, and her favorite clothes in the closet. She even opened a secret drawer in her dresser, revealing a collection of precious jewels.

“You’re like Spy Kid or something!”, I praised.

“Hahaha, stop exaggerating Lily”, Galina laughed.

I felt like I was getting a glimpse into her inner world, and it was fascinating. She explained the story behind each item, and I listened with rapt attention, feeling like I was getting to know her on a deeper level. As we sat on her bed, surrounded by the opulence of her room, I felt grateful that she was the polar opposite of her brother, she didn’t make me feel uneasy or uncomfortable. For some strange reason, I felt really close to her.

Galina was still telling me random stories about her memories in their mansion and in her room when a knock came on the door and Nikolai walked in, he has gotten changed and was putting on his house clothes. It looks like he even had a shower as his hair was lightly dammed.

“Why are you in here?”, Galina asked like a spoilt brat.

“Lily is tired and jetlagged. She needs to rest”, Nikolai said and looked at me, I quickly looked away, “… and I also need time with her, don’t you think”, Nikolai said again making my eyes grow wide and I looked at him in shock. He had a knowing smile on his face.

‘Why did he say something so suggestive?!’, I wondered and swallowed.

“Are you tired Lily?”, Galina turned to me with the most heartbreaking look in her eyes. I was caught in the middle, I looked over at Nikolai and he raised his brow at me.

“A bit. I just need a little rest then when I wake up, we can continue from where we left off”, I assured her and she nodded. I stood up and followed Nikolai, keeping me head down.

Nikolai winked at his sister and followed behind me, we walked through the long hallway and I paused for him to walk in front of me, knowing fully well I didn’t know where his room was.

He understood and walked with me behind, both hands in his pockets

I trailed behind Nikolai, my curiosity piqued as he led me through the winding halls of the mansion. As we ascended, the decor shifted, growing darker and more ominous. The air thickened with an eerie energy, and my heart raced with anticipation.

‘What is it Lily? You have already seen his room back at his mansion in the US and the type of person he was’, I scolded my racing heart.

Nikolai pushed open a door, revealing a room that seemed to embody his enigmatic and foreboding presence. The space was shrouded in dull, muted colors greys, blacks, and dark blues that seemed to suffocate any hint of warmth or light. The furniture was stark and minimalist, with sharp edges and cold surfaces.

My eyes wandered to the walls, adorned with strange and unsettling artwork that seemed to reflect Nikolai’s fascination with the darker aspects of human nature. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized that this room was a reflection of Nikolai’s true self a sadist and sociopath who reveled in the suffering of others.

The room seemed to be a manifestation of his twisted mind, a sanctuary where he could indulge in his darkest desires without judgment.

“Don’t just stand there. Come in”, Nikolai said, bringing me back from my thoughts.

I left the entrance of the door I was standing and walked inside, I didn’t sit, I just stood there, waiting for Nikolai’s next order. He turned around and saw me still standing he frowned.

“Why are you standing?”, He asked.

“You haven’t said I should, I didn’t want to annoy you”, I said sarcastically and he didn’t like it but didn’t comment.

“The maids brought in your luggages, freshen up and take a rest. I’ll get you when it’s dinner time”, Nikolai said and left immediately. It was as if he was trying to suppress his anger.

I sighed and went to the closet to unpack but the maids have already helped me unpack, arranged my clothes and shoes with Nikolai’s and I frowned.

“Why can’t I just stay at the guest room?”, I asked no one in particular. I shifted my clothes from his expensive, handmade, tailored suits.

I rolled my eyes and went to the shower.

The bathroom was a stark contrast to the dark, muted tones of Nikolai’s bedroom. The walls were clad in gleaming white marble, and the floor was made of black granite that seemed to shimmer in the light. A massive walk-in shower stood in one corner, with rainfall showerheads and body jets that seemed to beckon me to come closer.

“Wow!”, I was in awe.

But what caught my attention was the centerpiece of the bathroom – a stunning free-standing tub that seemed to be carved from a single piece of black marble. It was sleek, modern, and utterly decadent, with a subtle sheen that seemed to hint at Nikolai’s love of luxury.

As I gazed around the bathroom, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. This was a space designed for indulgence, for pampering, and for pleasure. And yet, it seemed to be at odds with the dark, brooding energy that emanated from Nikolai himself. It was as if this bathroom was a carefully crafted facade, hiding the true nature of its occupant.

I suddenly imagined Nikolai fucking me over the running water of this beautiful shower but I quickly shook my head to stop such nonsense.

I finished having my bathe and went back to the bedroom, got changed into something more comfortable and went to the bed.

As I got onto Nikolai’s bed, I felt a mix of emotions – a bit scared, but also really curious. The bed was huge and fancy, the sheets and blankets were super soft and comfy, and they smelled a bit like Nikolai’s cologne, which was a strong, nice scent.

When I lay down, the bed felt like it was hugging me, it was so soft. But at the same time, it felt a bit overwhelming, like I was getting lost in it. I wondered what had happened in this bed before, what Nikolai had done here, and what secrets it might hold.

“I can imagine how many girls he has made come here”, I said.

Even though I felt a bit uneasy, when my head hit the pillow, I slept off.