Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 545

Chapter 545: All Hers (2)
“If anything,” Nicolai threw his head back and looked down at her. “I should be asking you, what you did in the past few weeks; why were you with that preppy boy?”

“You are crazy.” Ariana started to smile a little as she shook her head. “I don’t have the habit of chasing anyone.”

“You obviously do,” Nicolai pointed out and she sighed.

“I wouldn’t have… if it wasn’t you, call me crazy if you want to.”

If it wasn’t him.

Nicolai felt like his heart was going to swell and burst with pride. He smiled at her before saying, “Then what does this mean?”

“You are staying right?”

Ariana raised her arms and threw them around his neck as she kissed him on the lips. Nicolai heard a sigh of resignation as she did so but that didn’t matter, as the only thing that mattered was that Ariana was going to stay.

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Ariana felt her heart that had stopped beating roar back to life; the ripples of rush in the back of her head were simply too hard to keep up with.

She thrust her tongue within his mouth and kissed him deeper. She relished his intoxicating taste while surrendering herself in his arms.

Until she was drunk high on his taste and the feeling of frustration in her heart was slowly released. It was as if the past few weeks never happened. But more than that, the one and only thing she was glad about was that Nicolai was alive.

That he was doing fine and he was right where he should be, that was to say her arms.

Nicolai groaned in Ariana’s lips when he felt her fervent need and desire. His hands found her bottom as he tugged her close to his body. Until she was sitting on his lap and his lips were chasing, leaving traces that she would never be able to wash away. He wanted to mark her heart in the same way as she had marked his.

Ariana closed her eyes as she gently nibbled on his lips. She knew that by doing so, she was digging a pit for herself. However, she did not care.

As long as he was with her, she would be able to take on those demons that hid in the dark. She could also face those threatening bouquets and messages that were left for her in all kinds of places.

No matter how much that man wanted her to let go of Nicolai, there was no way she was going to do it.

Because she could not stay without this man anymore.

With him here, at least she could pretend that she was not an empty can.

As long as he was with me, she would be fine. She could take on the dangers without any worries.

Because he was the only one who could make everything better when she felt like she was losing control.

She pulled back and kissed his cheek. Her eyes couldn’t leave the scar on his face as she whispered, “I am sorry.”

“I am really sorry.”

She kissed his cheek every time she apologised.

The reason she apologised was not just because he got caught in trouble because of her. But also for all those times when she hurt him. She knew that she was nothing but a coward who desired and wanted him but refused to buck up and tell everyone the truth.

She was sorry for not fighting for him, for treating him like he couldn’t feel any pain.

For letting him go and pushing him.

But the thing that she was most apologetic about was that even after knowing the dangers that she could bring to him, she still wanted him. Ariana knew that she should have stayed away from Nicolai, after the threats that she had received. But she couldn’t.

She needed him in ways that she could not express with words. Nicolai might not know this but he had become so important to her that it scared her.

Because she was filled with insecurities while he was brimming with confidence. He could be with any woman who could bring him happiness but the irony was that he was the only one who could bring her happiness.

Nicolai stayed with her despite knowing what a fucked-up mess of a person she was, and yet he desired her as if she were the freaking epitome of perfection.

Ariana knew that no matter how hard she tried, there was no way she was going to become perfect. Forget about perfection; she could not even be normal.

“Stop apologising,” he said to her as his hands reached under the dress that she was wearing. “You didn’t do shit, and the one who should be apologising is gone and dead.”

He didn’t even know what kind of poison she was. Ariana closed her eyes as she kissed him again. Her hands worked on his shirt that he had draped over his shoulders and pulled it down while her lips peppered kisses on his inky chest.

Oh, she had missed this—and him.

Her hands moved down his chest while she nibbled and tugged on his hardened bud.

He released a growly groan, and Ariana looked up at him. She smiled against his skin and asked, “Like it?”

“You can bite it and I will still say I love it,” Nicolai grinned down at her. “As long as you are willing to put your fucking lips on it.”

She shook her head when she heard his bloody words.

As she traced the tattoos on his chest, Ariana felt quite annoyed over the fact that others had seen him like this too, but when she thought about how this man had not betrayed her, she felt her heart hum with pleasure.

No one would ever touch him other than her.

His growls and moans were hers.

His soft grunts were hers.

Nicolai de Luca was hers.

All hers.

And she was not going to let anyone change it.