Chapter 61

• Adrian
• As Nikolai and I lie on the bed, I can feel his fingertips drawing imaginary lie on my back. I have something to ask him and in looking for the perfect way to start asking for my request. I’m fucking nervous, and I hope that he can’t sense that.
• “Do you have anything to tell me, pretty boy?” He questions, and there is a hint of curiosity in his voice. “You’ve been moving your body nervously and your mouth keeps opening and closing, if you have anything to say to me, spill.” He urges and I suck in a deep breath.