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Chapter 22 

NIKOLAUS POV 

I woke up with a start, my chest heaving. Some stupid dream clung to me like a phantom, slipping away the moment I opened my eyes, but the weight in my chest remained. I let out a slow breath. rubbing a hand over my face before swinging my legs over the edge of the bed

The house was quiet. Too quiet

Pulling on a hoodie, I padded downstairs, the wooden floors cool beneath my feet

Alessandro wasn’t in the living room. It was the first thing, I noticed the moment my eyes moved around

I tossed the novel I got from the library onto the kitchen counter and glanced around. As usual my food was already prepared but the maid wasn’t around too. No sarcastic remarks. No lazy sprawls on the couch

There was total quietness and peace in the room but surprisingly it was still unsettling to me

Before i could get my breakfast, I turned and I headed back to my room. All I wanted was a moment to myself, to think, to figure out what the hell was going in my life

But as I reached my room, my gaze flickered to the door beside it

Alessandro’s

It was slightly open. A thin sliver of darkness stretched across the floor, bleeding into the dimly lit hallway

I hesitated

Something about it feltoff. There were no signs of Alessandro, so why was his door slightly open right now

I exhaled sharply, shoving my hands into the pockets of my hoodie. I should’ve ignored it. Should’ve turned back, closed my door, and shut the world out for a few more hours

Instead, I stepped forward and pushed the door open

Darkness

Not complete, but enough to make the hair on my arms rise

The only light came from the flickering glow of candles, their soft flames casting restless shadows 

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against the walls. The air was thick, warm, scented with something rich and almost intoxicating. A slow, low tune played in the background, something barely audible, yet it seemed to seep into my bones, making my limbs feel heavier

I wasn’t supposed to be here

I knew that

Yet my feet continued moving inside as I stared around Alessandro’s room. The room was so big. with dark portraits of things I didn’t care to decipher. The shadows stretched unnaturally along the walls, flickering as if they had a life of their own. The entire space felt different, almost otherworldly in its darknesslike stepping into a place meant to swallow people whole

My gaze flickered to the large bed, sheets rumpled like someone had been there not too long ago. Whatever it was, the bed looked inviting. I was about to yawn and fall on it when a baritone voice called my name from a dangerously close position

I stiffened

The room had been empty a second ago. Or at least, I thought it had

Slowly, I turned

And then immediately I wished, I didn’t

Alessandro stood in the shadows, just beyond the reach of the candlelight. The dim glow barely touched him, outlining his tall frame, his bare chest gleaming with droplets of water. A towel hung low on his hips, dripping wet, a towel slung loosely around his hips and water sliding down the contours of his chest and his damp curls clung to his forehead, framing his sharp features in an 

almost surreal way

But it was his eyes that held me still

For a moment, neither of us moved

My eyes trailed over his toned chest before snapping back to his face, my mind scrambling to process what I was seeing. My heartbeat quickened, a strange tension filling the air. His smug grin was already in place like he knew exactly what effect this would have on me

Is there anything you want in my room?, He asked stepping forward

I didn’t respond immediately, struggling to find my voice. I had seen Alessandro in a thousand different ways, smirking, irritated, throwing sharp insults my way. But never like this. Never in the dark, halfdressed, with that/unreadable expression lingering on his face

Your doo..I swallowed, forcing myself to look him in the eyes

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Were you looking for me?

I was suddenly very aware of how close we were, the steam from the shower still circling him like some sort of absurdly attractive haze

Fuck, my heart was thumping loudly and his hands pressed besides mine on the bed It was like he was caging me between him and the couch. I was starting to feel aroused. Why the hell am I reacting to this guy

Noo…..

Then why did you enter inside?

His chest pressed onto mine and I could suddenly feel the heat exuding from his body and his musky body scent mixed with shampoo and body wash. He smells goodAnd nostalgic…. 

Wait, hang on Nikolai. This is bad. You are supposed to push him back and tell him to fuck off

Alessandro’s smirk deepened, as if he could hear every frantic thought racing through my head. His breath was warm against my skin, and the space between us felt nonexistent

I needed to get out of here

Now

That’s when I saw it. From the corner of my eye. His dick. The monstrous penis. The giant member was evidently showing in his trouser

Damn! The man has a big dick

You know if you want it; You could just ask.He said a matter of fact. I swear to god I wanted to pass out right then and there. The headache was slowly starting as the embarrassment went on

No….., I stammered

He simply shrugged, as though this situation was perfectly normal. So soon you will beg for itHis grin widened as he walked from me

The words were disgusting to me but I also felt the heat rise in my face. I quickly averted my eyes. Focus, Nikolai. You not a gay. This isn’tthis isn’t a big deal. But of course, it was. The sight of Alessandro standing there, all dripping wet and casual about it, was enough to set my mind racing in a hundred different directions. The man had this ability to make everything feelcharged. As if every moment with him was a live wire, just waiting to snap

I’m leaving, I muttered, my voice coming out sharper than I intended. I cleared my throat, trying to push past the sudden, unwelcome tension that had settled in my chest. He’s just a guy. A very 

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irritating guy. Nothing more. Justget dressed,I managed, turning my back to him before I could embarrass myself further

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