He opened his eyes and his features softened when he saw her sobbing silently. He tilted her face up to make her meet his eyes. As a mafia lord he had seen many gruesome sights that will make anyone piss in their pants. He had seen people begging for life and bleeding away, had witnessed heap of dead bodies lying in the sea of their own blood and never felt a thing. But somehow these harmles tears in her eyes....these crystalline beads in her beautiful eyes were inflicting sharp pangs in his heart. They unsettled him. He wiped them again so that she could look at him clearly and figure everything for herself. "Do you know how wanted you are?" he enquired softly, referring back to the time when she had called herself unwanted. She only blinked at him, confused. The look in his eyes told her that he was awaiting an answer. She slowly shook her head. A small smile played on his lips as he leaned down and pecked her lips. "I'll show you," he then murmured against her lips. Not d
Angela felt on cloud nine as she followed the white scattered clouds with her gaze. She was certain she had never felt this happy before not even when the doctor had told her that she can walk one day. Nothing measured up to what she was feeling right now. Her soul was blossoming and her mind was at peace. She quietly savored the warm tingles dancing on her fingers and toes which only his closeness brought her. She turned her head to look at the reason of her happiness.He was lying beside her on his back. His arms folded behind his head and eyes closed against the warm sun. His muscles were relaxed and legs crossed. He looked at ease as if he had nowhere else to be. Seeing him this relaxed made her heart swell in satisfaction. She used the moment to admire her handsome husband. Undeniably handsome. He has a kind of face that makes people turn their head for second look at him and then some more. He must be used to wistful glances and dreamy smiles from women. She had seen women gawki
"What is he doing here?' she asked, confused. "He is our ride for the night," he told her with a smirk."He?" she gaped at the horse in excited shock. Nickaulas set her sideways on the horse and mounted behind her. Angela was still processing everything. His body heat kissed her back before she was pulled flushed to his chest wall. His strong arms locked around her possessively as he nudged the horse into slow trot. Angela didn't know how he came up with this idea but she loved it. It all felt like a fairytale. Much better than her imagination. "A horse?' she tilted her head to see him. He brought his gaze down on her. "You didn't like it?" he asked with a small frown. "I loved it," she replied with a smile. "That's why," he answered, the warmth of his stare penetrating her skin. A wave of happiness swamped over her. He was so thoughtful when he wanted to be. It touched her heart. She could have never guessed such a romantic soul was hiding behind that brooding face. She r
Angela was swept off in his demanding, rough kisses. Her lips were being tugged, bitten, sucked on with no ounce of mercy. She could only whimper and gasp in response. "Fucking teasing me for so long," he groaned and ripped his jacket off her body. His gaze roved over her sprawled body. Under him. He licked his lips. Perfect fucking sight. The erotic fall and rise of her chest drew his attention. Those alluring lumps of flesh. He cupped her breasts throught her cloth and squeezed them, eliciting a moan from her. He massaged her breasts through the clothes before journey down to her nether region. Her dress had already rode up to her waist. Her black lacy thong messing with his breathing. A pleased smile swept across his face. He squeezed his fingers between her legs and stroked her pussy through her soaking panties. Was it too early to say he was growing addicted to her taste, her warmth and her sweet moans ? He liked sex but more than that, he liked killing. He was a fanatic w
"You knew he got kidnapped. Nobody knows where he is. If he is even alive or not...and you didn't bother to tell me? Even when I asked you about him you didn't tell me," a note of accusation in her voice as she lashed out. More than angry, she looked hurt and disappointed. Nick didn't take long to come up with an explanation. " I didn't want you to worry that's why," he lied. Honestly, he never intended her to know about Theo. He had made sure no one from Mullers ever come in her vicinity. However, he had forgot about his dad.The anger in her eyes subsided and concern took over. "I am scared for him. It's been days and he is still missing....Save him, Nick," she asked him as more tears spilled down her eyes for her freind. She didn't want any bad thing to happen to him. He was a nice guy and one of her few freinds. Nick pressed his lips together. "You must be tired. We should sleep," he dismissed her plea and gripped her arm to lead her towards their room. She didn't move.
Nick pushed the door open and sauntered into the room. He was welcomed by a sea of darkness rife with profound silence. It took him a moment to adjust to the darkness and another to find her bundled up under the velvety cover. She was sleeping on her side, facing away. His eyes longingly trailed the outline of her body through the cover. An air of sorrow had shrouded her delicate form dulling her scintillating aura. Without her light, shadows had began to crowd in on him. With purposeful strides and gaze transfixed on her, he approached her. Lifting the cover he slipped in and settled next to her sleeping form. Resting his back on the headboard he gazed down at her. A tender emotion swell within him as he observed the most stubborn woman he ever had to deal with. Only a side of her face was visible to his eyes and it was enough to make him sigh out in yearning. His fingers of their own will found their way to her scattered locks. Gripping one around his finger he felt the soft textur
The next morning came with a good news for Angela. They had found Theo in a hospital. She told Nick about it. She decided to visit Theo in the hospital. Nick accompanied her. The room was occupied by Leah and Mr. and Mrs. Muller. They all looked in their direction when they entered. Angela's smile faded when she saw Theo lying in the bed. He was still unconscious. "He is still unconscious?" Angela asked to no one in particular as she walked in. Nickaulas followed behind her, filling the room with his dark aura. Leah's gaze stuck to him whereas his were assessing Theo."He is in coma," Leah brought her gaze back to Angela and answered. Angela's eyes bulged out in pure shock. Coma? The woman wasn't able to process it. He was just fine a few days back. What happened to him. Nick didn't share her reaction. His gaze cold and impassive. "They are running test. Only then they will be able to tell what caused it," Leah wiped away her unshed tears and stated. Angela was speechless. She cou
" Umm..what?" Angela asked. Leah only smiled and shook her head, "Nothing." She flung a last smile her way and walked out of the bathroom with another ciggeratte in hand. Angela came out of the bathroom and found Nickaulas waiting for her outside. The women were giving him a weird glances as he was standing outside ladies' room but he couldn't be bothered and kept looking in the direction of bathroom. He pushed off the wall and started towards her when she came out. Angela's heart skipped a beat when she noticed how his eyes lit up when they landed on her. He was waiting for her- the realisation filled her heart with a fuzzy feeling. This all felt too good to be true. A dream. Unable to help herself she sent a heartfelt smile his way, making him falter in his steps. She let out a light laughter at his reaction. He smirked. He bent to hoist her up in his arms but Angela stopped him by gripping his rugged arm. "Just hold my hand," she requested looking up in his eyes. His gaze flit
Angela sighed out and got to her feet. A smile touched her lips when she felt no stinging pain in her legs. The reminder was delightful. Her legs were no more wobbly. They could carry her weight now for as long as she want them to be. She could walk miles now without the fear of falling. She was still getting used to it though. A month had passed since her surgery. Even though it included risks which made Nick wary, she had no second thought. She wanted to walk down the aisle for him on her own feet. She looked over at herself in the mirror. Her face was chubbier and her belly was a little protruded. Her breasts had grown twice over, her hips had broadened. She had gained quite a weight during her pregnancy, all thanks to Nick and his obsession with having her fed and full all the time. She held the underside of her tummy and scrunched her nose. She was looking like a fancy potato covered in white gown. "How do I look?" Ginger sashayed in through the door. Angela looked over at her
Finally came the day when he had recovered enough to return home. Nick recovered speedily after that. Everything was going smoothly until one day Nick caught Stefan and Nichelle together, Kissing. The amount of fury he felt was destructive. He beat the poor guy almost to his death. Nichelle was aghast. She pleaded with him to let him go but Nick wasn't in his senses. Angela rushed over after hearing the noise and asked Nick to stop. Nick was possessed by the devil himself as he kept on hitting Stefan. Nichelle ran over to Angela and implored her to make Nick stop. Nick did stop a few minutes later. He glared hard at brutally beaten Stefan before storming off from their. He couldn't believe his best man of 10 years was taking advantage of his sister. Angela picked on the warning in the air as she entered their room. Nick was sitting on the edge of their bed, , breathing heavily. He was gripping the edge of bed as if he would tear it off any moment now. "You almost killed him," A
Angela called his family shortly after. Nick had to stay in he hospital for some days as his wound were quite grave. Angela took the responsibility of looking after him. Nick didn't take revenge from Nate and asked his dad to not get into it. This was the second time he let go of Serranos for hurting him only for Angela.A few days passed, Nick had recovered to some extent but not wholly. His wounds were still fresh. The night had dawned. Visitors had left half an hour ago. Angela was perched on the sofa attending a video conference with her staff. Unknown to her, Nick was staring at her fixedly from his bed. Once she was done with the conference, she turned in his direction and smiled at him. Nick lost in his own thoughts, didn't return her smile. Angela got to her feer and made her way towards him. Just then the door opened and nurse entered carrying a tray of food. Angela took the plate from her and offered her a smile. "Your food," Angela set the plate on the stand beside her b
Angela struck her palm across Nate's cheek. The smacking sound pierced through the still air. She couldn't believe it. He tried to kill Nick."Why did you do this?" Angela fumed angrily. Her eyes were red-rimmed and wide. Nate had never seen her this angry. She was shaking in rage. "You...do you realise what you have done, Nate?" her voice cracking as she demanded. Tears continued to run down her cheeks. Her chest felt hollow. Nate kept his head down, his jaw flexing. "He deserved it for hurting you," Nate answered back. Nobody can get away after hurting A Serrano. Angela let him go. He had atleast expected his dad to do something about it but he also let it go.Anger poured through Angela. " And who the...who are you to punish him, Nate? You wanted to hurt him? You have hurt me by doing this. I will never forgive you if anything happened to him. Never," the words came right out of her heart. She was frantic with panic. Hopeless. Nate's gaze snapped up to meet her eyes. The fact t
He owned the whole of Germany and held remarkable power all over the world. Money, power, fame, women, they followed him like magnet everywhere he went. He was, arguably, one of the richest men to walk on earth who has everything. Everything. But it was today he felt like he really has everything when he squeezed her closer to his chest. With his eyes still closed, he laid small kisses across the back of her ear. Her presence bringing him a rare kind of happiness. Damn! he had to work his ass off to get this beauty back but it all paid off in the end. She was right here and he felt satisfied. For the first time he was content with what he had. If someone asked him to spend all his life spooning her like this he would do it gladly. She was sound asleep. Tired to her bones. His fingerprints and lovebites were all over her milky-white skin. He had marked her good. It was an erotic sight. And he was hard again. In the wee hours, his cock stretched to its full size, begging for attention.
Her throbbing lips parted from his as she inclined her face heavenward, arching out the sexy curve of her neck to his face. Nick raised his smoldering gaze to her beautiful face. Her eyes were half-closed, her drenched hair sticking to her face, her mouth slightly parted. Her breathing slow and sensual, her lips glossy and softened by their kiss. His throat bobbed. He was blown away. She was a sight. A dangerous fucking sight. Raw passion rushed through his veins, setting his insides on fire. He clamped down hard on her throat. His teeth dug into her delicate skin, eliciting a whimper from her. He felt the monster in his pants twitch. "You going to be the death of me," he growled lowly while peppering soft kisses up the curvature of her neck, leaving a slew of angry red love bites behind. Angela's hold on his shirt grew firmer, her breathing more ragged. She felt his cock pressing against her core. Her pussy throbbed for it. While devouring her neck, Nick pinched the hem of her dre
Her arms were wrapped around her legs and her head was tucked between her knees. Nick stalked towarsd her. "Angel," he bent and touched her shoulder to gain her attention. Angela glanced up at him. Her eyes were red and swollen. She was crying. He looked into her large sad eyes and felt his own heart twisting in pain. "What's wrong?" he questioned, with his brows knitted close. Angela just stared at him. "Did you know?" he had to lean closer to hear her over the booming thunder. Her voice was hoarse due to not speaking for hours. "What I knew?" he asked, not understanding what she meant. A tear rolled down her cheek before she spoke her next words. The sadness in her eyes turned into grief. "That I can't be pregnant again," she replied as another tear slipped down. Nick froze. She stared at him anticipatedly but he had no reply to this. "Answer me," she urged him."It's raining hard. We should get back home," He said instead while putting his arms around her and lifting her u
"....No, only red rose petals....I want everything perfect.....Any mistake and there will be a bullet between your eyes," he warned the event manager in his usual calm but dangerous voice. More often than not his tone was enough to make people piss in their pants and he wasn't shy to take advantage of it. He hung up after spitting the instructions to the manager for their date night. He was looking over every tiny detail of arrangements. He was going to make it an unforgettable night for her. If he managed to give her even a fraction of happiness that she had given him yesterday then he would consider it a success. Nick was ecstatic. Overjoyed. She had finally agreed to give them a chance. He couldn't wait for the day to end. The time was slower than usual today. He glanced at his wristwatch and sighed. Only an hour had passed since he had stepped into the office. If only time was a person. He would have threatened him into speeding the fuck up up. He grabbed his phone and scrolled t
Angela returned home late. She opened her apartment's door and got in. Her eyes collided with Nick's causing her to halt. He was sitting on the couch, his broad shoulders bowed like a predator. His features were rigid, jaw set, and eyes glaring. He was angry. Angela felt a chill crawl up her spine. But she ignored it and started towards her room. This wasn't the right time to talk. "Where were you?" he demanded in a calm but dangerous tone making Angela pause. "None of your business," she answered without bothering to spare him a glance. In two strides, Nick was towering over her. "What's wrong?" his tone changed from rage to concern when he caught on her dull expression. When she didn't reply, he kneeled in front of her and lifted her face with his forefinger. His gaze roamed her features, observing. "You cried," he noted with a frown. Angela turned away. " I am tired. I want to sleep," she dodged his question and tried to move around him. Nick stopped her by gripping h