Chapter 16: Finding Kimberly 2.

Sheila sauntered into Nicholas’s deluxe formal living-room, her amber eyes taking in the delightful sight of the opulent furniture, wine bar and the glistening fireplace below it, all in a grey-dark color tone.

Nicholas sat in a regal pose on his grey sofa, his long legs crossed, his aura filling the air with an unchallengeable sense of power, sophistication and subtle arrogance. His expression confident but unyielding.

His strong masculine grip wrapped around the champagne glass as he twirled it around. His eyes fixated at the fireplace before him, the soft glow of the fire casting a warm golden light across his chiseled features.

He wore a pitch-black shirt, neatly folded to the elbow, and a charcoal-grey tailored trousers, the combo exuding wealth and respect. Beyond being an Alpha, Nicholas's wealth wasn't only generational, but was accumulated through his hard work and strategic business mindset.

The wound Sheila last saw that deeply gashed his face had completely disappeared, sh