Chapter 34.

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"Are you ready my love?"

"You fucking believe I am"

I unlock the front door and bust through.

"Bow down bitches MRS ROMANOFF is here!!!!" I scream at the top of my lungs waving my hand in the air.

"NO FUCKING WAY LET ME SEE!!" Jillian jumps over the couch running towards me. The men chuckle as she almost trips desperate to see the ring.

"Babe this is gorgeous! You have great taste boss" she winks at Nadei who's standing behind me with a proud smirk on his face.

"He's lucky I like it I might have said no" a loud slap comes down on my ass causing me to jump.

"Be a good girl" he whispers into my ear.

"On that note, I'm making a round of drinks" Jillian playfully skips off to the bar.

"Officially welcome to the family my little zaika" Niko raises his drink in the air for me.

"Thank you my dear nephew"

"Oh fuck no" he waves Jillian down to pour him another drink.

"Malishka. Congratulations, it's about damn time Nadei proposed" Gerald sweetly kisses me on the cheek and hugs me tight before joining the others in the bar.

"My love" he spins me in place to face him, gently using his thumb and index to tilt my head up.

"Hurry with the drinks so I can take my beautiful fiancé to bed"

"Well I like the sound of that"

"Good girl"

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Later that night

"Just relax Nicole. It's not like he hasn't seen you before. My fucking god woman gets a damn grip!!" I continue to lecture myself in the bathroom mirror.

"No, you shut up go in there and get your fucking man!"

One last flip of my hair, check my lipstick and I'm ready to go.

I creek the door open and see Nadei has his back turned to me.

"Na-nadei"

"You were in there so long I almost thought you dro-" as he takes off his cuff links he glances up and sees my reflection in the mirror.

"Do you like what you see sir?"

Nadei slowly walks closer to me, he smiles down before circling me. His hands softly caressing my curves, his lips brushing against my shoulders, his scent filling my lungs. His eyes trailing up my body at the tight white lace number I'm wearing, along with a matching garter and thigh-high tights.

"You look like an angel" he tilts my head grasping my chin between his thumb and index finger.

"Well, I am your angel...sir"

"And I love to hear that now KNEEL" he roars in my ear and I quickly obey.

He circles me one more time before standing in front of me.

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