FIVE

THERE ARE SOMETIMES in your life when no matter how strong you are, you tend to break a little and feel weak, but that doesn't mean you would never go back to being that strong person.

That was the same situation Camilla Russo-no, Camilla Nikolai Moretti-was in.

Camilla was silent during the whole car drive towards wherever Nikolai was taking her. She couldn't see the road as all the dark car glasses were winded up, not giving her a little peek at the outside world and for a split second, she thought it was because Nikolai didn't want her to see the route they were taking.

It definitely had to be the reason. What other reason would there be?

She could feel Nikolai's unwavering gaze on her, not even diverting away for a second, and she hated it.She hated that she felt so weak in front of the man that she despised. She hated the fact that the same person she hated and saw as an enemy was able to snatch away her happiness in just one night.

It made her loathe him even more.

Angrily,she whipped her head up and glared at him. "Stop staring at me, you bastard!I hate you!"

Nikolai didn't move an inch or even make an attempt to look away. He simply stared at her, angering her further.

Fisting her hands into balls beside her, Camilla snarled."I said, stop staring at me or else -"

Cocking his head to the side as the end of his lips curled up into a small smirk,Nikolai cut her off. "What else would you do rather than hate me?"

"I'll kill you," Camilla retorted. Lies.

His smirk widened. "I'd love to see you do that. The thrill-ahhh-"He made a dramatic sound."The thrill of watching you kill me,"

She pointed her forefinger at him, seething out. "This isn't a joke,Nikolai Moretti. I swear, I've never killed anyone, but the moment Roberto gets me away from you, I'll make sure you're dead even before getting to jail. My face will be the last you see before leaving this world," She couldn't even kill anyone. She was only threatening him.

He relaxed and leaned on the seat, still smirking at her."I can't wait,Valkyrie.You don't know how much I've dreamt to see my woman's face last as I take my last fucking breath,"

"Don't call me your woman!"

"If I don't call you my woman, what else do I call you?" He asked. "My wife? My heart? My lo-,"

"Nothing," She cut him off. "Don't call me anything and if you wish to address me which I hate as well as I hate you, call me by my name. The thought of being addressed as your woman repulses me,"

"Oh well then-,"His smirk turned into a sly smile. "Why don't we wait and see?"

♤♤♤

The bedroom was huge.

The bedroom where a maid had taken Camilla to after they arrived at a huge mansion-a mansion she knew very much belonged to Nikolai-somewhere deserted at the outskirt of the town, was way bigger than hers back at home.

A large bed covered with black silk sheets and arranged with pillows stood proudly against the wall, covering half of the whole space in the bedroom with a black bedside table.Opposite the bed, was dressing mirror with a chair in front of it.

There were two doors in the room and Camilla didn't need anyone to tell her that the transparent one owned to a walk-in closet and the other own was the door to the bathroom. She didn't bother checking to know what it even looked like.

A few feets away from the closet door was a couch-the only white thing in the bedroom-and Camilla was sure to find comfort in the couch, after all, it was huge and the material it was made of was a soft, plush fabric.

In another corner of the room before the balcony proudly stood a large bookshelf filled with books, and it made Camilla wonder why there would be a bookshelf in 'her bedroom' when she was no fan of books.

It was already dark, and Camilla was pacing around the room, trying to think of ways to escape her marriage and anything Nikolai would throw her way. There was a part of her that dreaded what was to happen that night between herself and Nikolai.

He may have let her have a room to herself, unlike other married couples, but did that mean he wouldn't want to consummate their marriage?

She couldn't begin to imagine herself and Nikolai having sex.The thought of it alone made her cringe, but that fear was still in her.

So hair,Nikolai had forced his way into marrying her for a reason she didn't know of-even though she felt he only did it to hurt his brother-but there was a nagging question at the back of her mind.

Would he force himself on her just to hurt his brother as well?

Running her hands through her shoulder-length locks, Camilla let out a sigh, murmuring to herself."I have to think of something to do,"

Nikolai was unpredictable. He had always been like that since she knew him back when they were still teenagers.

Camilla's eyes fell on the bathroom door, and she halted, thinking of what to do, until an idea struck her.

She bolted for the closet first and grabbed a bathrobe without waiting to even look around the room, then dashed into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

Nikolai had stepped out for 'work' after they got to his mansion, and knowing the type of work he was engaged in, Camilla was sure he wouldn't return early. She had enough time to have a bath and go to bed.

No matter how horny he may be, he wouldn't wake her up to have sex with her.

She quickly undressed herself and went straight for the shower. She washed her hair as fast as she could and did the same for her whole body, then stepped out of the bathroom with the bathrobe wrapped around her body and a towel wrapped around her head.

Without wasting anymore time, Camilla went straight into the closet and headed for the section where she spotted night dresses.

Grabbing a peach silky night dress, she wore it after wiping her body and creaming it, then wrapped its robe around her body on it.

Barefooted, she walked back inside the bedroom the same time she used the towel to wipe her hair. As she did that, her eyes landed on a familiar figure whose back was facing her as he took of his coat and she froze on the spot, the towel falling from her hand and onto the tiled floor.

Everything had gone to waste.

As if feeling her presence,Nikolai turned to face her after dropping his trench coat on the couch, and he also froze, running his grey eyes over her form.

His eyes darkened as his gaze fell on her long legs and bare feet while he began to conjure up images of her legs wrapped around his torso while he-

Camilla's voice snapped him out of his dirty thoughts. "What the fuck are doing here?"

Nikolai's eyes locked on hers' and he could swear he heard her inhale sharply. "This is my room. Where do you expect me to be?"

"This-,"She swallowed. "This is my room. Get out,"

Nikolai took a step forward and she took another one back.

Camilla continued. "Get out of my room,"

"Where, then should I sleep?" He asked.

"Your room, of course," She replied as a matter-of-fact.

"But this is my room,"Nikolai replied. "It's our room,"

Realisation struck her. That had to be the reason why there was a bookshelf in the room.

"The hell would I share a room with you," Camilla seethed. "I'd rather die than share a room with you, a murderer, "She made a beeline for the door but Nikolai was faster.

He gripped her arm and backed her against the wall, with one of his hands on the wall above her head and the one, still on her arm.

Camilla's nostrils flared. "Let me go, you bastard!"

"You're my wife, Valkyrie and we have to share a room," He said. "We both know that,"

"But I said I don't want to share a room with you! "She fumed. "The only man I'll ever share a room with is Rober-,"

Nikolai cut her off by gripping her throat and gritted out, with clenched jaw. "Say his name again and I swear, it would be the end,"

She didn't budge. She was already used to being held by the throat during sex with Roberto, but in a way, Nikolai holding her throat didn't hurt as much as Roberto's.

"I hate you,"

"That's all you can ever room,"Nikolai replied, his features relaxing. "All you do is hate and do nothing about it,"

Camilla snarled."I said I'll kill you. Don't you ever underestimate me,"

He tilted his head to the side and a small smirk curled up his lips. "And I said I'd love to see you try," When she said nothing, he ran his gaze over her whole body and looked back into her eyes. "You look ravishing. I'm sure I have great taste,"

Her eyes narrowed into slits. "Don't you dare!"

Nikolai's grip on her throat tightened a bit and his other hand pushed the wet strands of her hair that stuck on her face. "If you think I'm going to force myself on you, you're wrong. I wasn't trained to force myself on women,Valkyrie,"He let go off her throat and rested his palm on the wall. "Something I'm very sure of is the fact that you'll be the one coming for me," His eyes followed his index finger as it trailed over her arm, sending shivers running through her veins. "And-,"He looked into her eyes."-and the time you come to me yourself, I'll fuck you so hard. So hard it will make you forget your own name and my name will be all you'll chant throughout, Valkyrie,"

Gathering the pieces of her messed up mind together, Camilla pressed both of her palms on his chest and shoved him away from her since his grip had somehow loosened."Fuck you!"

Nikolai's smiled and her heart skipped at the sight. "I'll look forward to that time,"

And without letting her say anything else, he disappeared into the bathroom.

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Sleep deserted her.

It wasn't even as if she ever had the intentions to sleep, but somehow Nikolai's words filled her mind, giving no room for her to think of anything.

"...I'll fuck you so hard. So hard it will make you forget your own name and my name will be all you'll chant throughout, Valkyrie,"

"Never," She muttered. "I'll never go to him. The only person allowed to touch me is Roberto,"

She tossed and turned on the large bed, until her eyes fell on the bathroom door as the sound of shower running stopped.

Nikolai was done and would walk out soon.

Her eyes stayed glued to the door until the sound of the door opening made her flinch and she turned to face the other side.

There was silence in the whole room for a few minutes before she felt the comforter over her body being lifted up from the other end and then, the other side of the bed dipping.

She sat up immediately.

Nikolai stared at her as he laid his head on his arms. "What happened? Can't sleep?"

"Yes," She glared at him, taking note of the black shirt he had on and whatever pants he was wearing since she couldn't see it as it was beneath the comforter."I can't fucking sleep around you and-,"She pointed at him. "What the fuck do you think you're doing here?"

He raised one of his perfectly shaped brows, and Camilla almost swooned. "Where do you expect me to be?"

She replied immediately. "Away from me,"

Nikolai adjusted on the bed, a bored expression taking over his features. "Where is that supposed to be?"

"Anywhere away from this room," She pointed to the side where he was laying down. "Anywhere away from here!"

Nikolai sighed and turned his back to her, adjusting the comforter over his body. "Go to sleep, Valkyrie,"

Camilla peeled the comforter from her body and got down from the bed, walking around till she got to the other side where Nikolai could see her.

Nikolai slowly opened his eyes and looked up at her. "What?"

"I know you're anything but a gentleman, but everyone has to at least do something good in their life," She pursed her lips into a straight line. "So I'm asking you to be a gentleman for the first fucking time and sleep on the couch,"

Nikolai sighed. "You said it yourself, Valkyrie that I'm not a gentleman,so,you don't expect me to change that,"

"But I'm asking you to be a gentleman for fuck's sake!"

Nikolai raised a brow. "Why don't you be a lady then, and sleep on the couch if you have a problem with sharing a bed with me?"

What the fuck?