Nikaulas chased her through the clouds of mist. Her beautiful white gown billowing and her long wavy tresses flying along in the air as she run ahead of him. Her sweet melodious laughter beckoning him towards her. Nikaulas reached for her, called after her but she continued to drift away. Whereas she seemed to be enjoying the chase, Nikaulas felt restless."Come here," he stretched his arm out to catch her but she eluded him in time, skillfuly. Her sweet laughter echoed once again, teasing him in the most cruel way. After what seemed like an eternity, she finaly stopped. Nikaulas paused too, breathing heavily. His eyes fixed on her as she slowly turned around allowing him a chance to marvel at her beauty. Her pretty face was glowing with a slow, mischevious smile. The wild tendril framing her face lovingly. The sparkle of her green eyes could put even the stars to shame. And those lips. There was nothing in this world he could compare them with. So juicy and soft. His heartbeat escala
"Nichelle has a doctor appointment today at 3," he stated during breakfast. "I'll take her," Angela answered curtly without moving her gaze from her plate. "Her medicines needs restocking as well," he stretched the conversationwhile observing her face."I'll get them," she again answered in a curt tone. Her withdrawn answers were irritating him. "Do you even know what medicines she takes?" this time he couldn't keep bitterness from his voice. "I'll ask the nurse," she brushed him aside again. Nikaulas clenched his jaw. "Very well," he muttered grudgingly and shoved the spoon into his mouth. ........He shouldn't be bothered by her reticent behaviour but it was bothering him, more than he would ever admit. Everytime she ignored his presence, he couldn't help but frown. He mulled over it, at length so. Of course, he wasn't going to ask her, so figuring out by himself was the only option for him. He squinted at his blank screen, thinking hard. Did she not find him good enough that
Nikaulas tenderly caressed his sister's back as she clung to him like a scared child, crying and hiccuping. She had survived some minor injuries but the shock was profound. Stefan was standing at the foot of the bed watching the siblings. His heart was twisting painfully with her every sob. Only if he could comfort her. "They..they took Angela..she saved me but...they will hurt her," she was incohorent with fear. Something flashed in Nikaulas' eyes when she mentioned Angela. Nichelle lifted her face and grabbed her brother's collar with her clammy hands. Her body shaking. The nurses were standing in a corner. their head bowed but ears perked up. Her sobs were wrecking through the room. "Ni..Nick...bri..bring her back...they..they were bad people..very bad..they will hurt her," her breathing bursting in and out as she pleaded with Nikaulas. Her large brown eyes were jammed with horror and guilt. "Everything will be alright," Nikaulas wiped Nichelle's tears and promised her. His vo
The news of Angela's kidnapping had spread like wildfire. Chris and Hailey had visited too, however, no one dared to visit Nik who had locked himself in his study. Theo was the last to visit him until Leah showed up at his door. She had offered him a warm smile as she entered the room."I heard about Angela" Leah took a chair and sat down. Nikaulas offered nothing. When she realised he was not going to answer, she began. "I heard Theo talking to himself today. He was saying you are not going to bring her back. He is very upset. But..but I think it's for good. I mean her feelings for you will only grow if you rescued her. This will complicate everything," Leah said. Nikaulas listened to her. "So I should just let her die," Nikaulas prodded with an arch of brow. "You can tell her uncle about this. He is very powerful. He will find a way to get her out. I genuinly feel bad for her. She is a really nice woman but I can't have you get involved in it, Nik. We already have a lot of mes
Flaming metallic scrapes rained down the sky and a pungent smell of burning flesh poisoned the air. The river flowing under the destroyed bridge was caught in red feiry blazes. The explosion had completely wiped out Blaine and his men's existence. It was an extremely distressing sight. Angela didn't dare to look over his shoulder and take in the massive destruction he had just unleashed. She knew it would haunt her forever if she did. She kept her gaze down not even meeting his eyes. Silent tears trickling down her cheeks. Nikaulas wasn't satisfied though. He regretted giving him such an easy death. That bastard deserved an end much more painful. His sadistic side sprung awake, churning up thousands of ways he could have killed him. He should have dug out his organs first. And how much he would have enjoyed his screams while pouring salt in their place before setting him on fire. This is what he deserved for raising his fithy hands on his wife. The driver opened the door for them. N
Angela stretched her arms, shaking off the remnants of exhaustion and opened her eyes. She was alone in the room. Yawning, the woman pulled herself to sitting position. She took in her surrounding, her eyes squinted in confusion when she realised it wasn't her room and then turned wide in surprise when she realised it was her room. She tried to remember the details but she couldn't. When in heaven did they return to Germany? The door to her room opened in time. Lily poked her head in and smiled brightly when she saw her awake, and from beside her, Ollie slunk into the room panting and jumped onto the bed. His tail wagging as he lunged at her, sending her down on the mattress and slobbered all over her face. Angela was taken aback by his sudden move but then let out a bubble of laughter. "My baby," Angela giggled and held the pooch. "You are awake," Lily stepped in after the dog. Angela, smiling, shifted her gaze to the young woman. "He missed you a lot. Every evening he quietly
"What are you doing here?" she asked, visibly surprised. " You are asking me what I am doing in my own house?" he made it sound as if she had asked him an absurd question. "Now get that filthy animal off you. It's disgusting," he didn't hide his disapproval. The moment those words made out of his mouth, Ollie's head snapped towards him and he growled. He received a death glare from both the lady and pooch. " Why would you call him that?" Angela reprimanded, her brows frowning in offense. While giving him a glare, she gently petted her dog. " He is an animal, isn't he?" he questioned, not sure why she took offense. "Ollie, that's his name. I bathe him ever day so he is not filthy. Also no, he is not only an animal. He is my baby," she finished sharply. Nikaulas observed her. This was definitely the first time he had seen such profound hostility in her eyes. So this is what it takes to bring her bad side out, he thought to himself. Only have to poke her dog."Ohh....When did
Angela visited her doctor and after that spent the rest of her day with Nichelle. As the girl was still missing the cottage, she took her outside to distract her. The day was tiring but she had office work as well. The launch date of her latest collection was approaching and she had still not confirmed their promotional strategy. Deliliah had sent her the ideas days ago. After having her dinner with Nichelle, she decided to finish her pending work. The work took more time then she had expected. It was already mid-night when she decided to take abreak. She made herself a coffee and went to the patio. Patio was one of her favorites part of this mansion. She enjoyed sitting there by herself sipping on coffee and staring out at the moon. No thought, nothing. The wind was gentle today and the moon was full. She wondered how Hailey and Chris were. One of the reasons she had enjoyed her days in Netherlands was them. Their small family always drew her in. They were not very affluent but they
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