Angela looked around in search of her husband. He was noweher in sight.
"Nikaulas is a lucky jerk for having you. You are a very nice human being, Angela," Theo stated in open admiration of her. Angela smiled but that didn't reach her eyes. She was quite sure Nikaulas thought different.
" You, sir, flatter me too much," Angela said jokingly causing him to laugh.
"I see you are the modest type," Theo observed. Angela just smiled before once again scanning the room for her husband.
A heavy hand gripped her shoulder all of a sudden. She looked up to find Nikaulas standing in front of her. His expression looked troubled.
"We are leaving," he stated and steered her wheelchair towards the exit. Angela was confused by his behaviour.
"Is everything alright?" Theo stood up and asked. Nikaulas halted for a second and nodded.
"I have an urgent work to see to," Nikau
Theo got to his feet the moment he saw Angela. His lips twitched into an appreciative smile as his gaze raked her beautiful form. Leah also got to her feet and sent a strained smile her way. "Thanks for coming," Angela smiled graciously at the couple. "How could we turn down the offer. Besides, I know Nik wasn't going to invite us ever," Theo replied, flashing her his charming smile. Angela chuckled off his statement and asked them to take a seat. "Umm....where is Nik?" Leah asked after searching the hall with her eyes. "He is at work. I am afraid his work might not allow him to join us tonight," Angela explained to her, giving her an apologetic smile. They must feel weird to not being joined by their own friend. Nikaulas really needed to work on his social skills.Leah looked disappointed as she nodded in understanding and withdrew from the conversation. "Who leaves a beautiful wife like you at home for work. He is a certified fool," Theo scoffed in disapproval. Angela smiled
"This is a beautiful piece," said Leah while examining the jewelery piece in deep admiration. Angela's eyes lit up. " I got it from Italy. I have a weakness for vintage," Angela admitted zealously. "Me too," Leah replied while rubbing her thumb, feeling the intricate details of the necklace. "With this one it was a first sight love," Angela divulged. "You have a lot of first sight love," Leah bit out still admiring the piece. There was a certain sharpness in her tone that Angela missed. Angela passed her comment off as a joke. "I guess I do," she replied chuckling. Leah sighed and set the necklace back in its box. "I must say you are in possession of nothing but only the best," Leah remarked wistfully. The naive Angela smiled, thinking she was talking only about the jewelery piece. She took the box. "Here," she offered it to her. Leah looked up at her in confusion. "For you," Angela encouraged her with a smile."It's yours," Leah replied. "Yes and I want you to have it. I
Angela zipped up the bag and sat back on her heal, exhaling a sigh. Her packing was finally done. A giddy smile touched her lips as she recounted his assistant's words. Sir is going to Netherlands for a few weeks. He wants to know if you are free to accompany him. The wise assistant had twisted his command into a request but Angela didn't need to know that. He wants to spend time with her!She was thrilled beyond words. Hope was pumping vigorously through her veins. Was it the light at the end of this tunnel she was waiting so long for? She allowed herself to hope. Perhaps, he also wants to give them a chance. Only that can explain his sudden request for her company on a foreign land and that too for weeks. A change of place might help. This small development had caused her heart to beam. Maybe this time he would actually see her. Maybe this venture would finally bring them closer. Even if as a friend she was eager to be a part of his life. Angela promised herself she would not let
Angela had just finished her meal when she heard a knock at the door. The woman had disclaimed her wheelchair. She propelled her unsteady legs towards the door and opened it. A tiny plump woman grinned brightly at her. The woman looked to be in his late fifties. She had a kind face and friendly smile. But her downturned brown eyes had a hint of authority in them. "Are you Mrs. King? I am Martha," saying that the woman brushed past her and into the house without seeking permission. Angela stared after her in confusion. The woman turned towards her."I am the housekeeper. Mr. King had called me and told me about your arrival. I am here to serve you," the woman explained. Her voice was a little croaky as if she was having a soar throat. "Glad to have you here, Martha. I must say you have done an excellent job looking after the house," Angela appreciated her efforts. The woman's grin broadened. " I try," Martha replied while appraising Angela with a hint of appreciation.Confusion cros
The woman felt a bolt of panic rise up her throat when he started stalking towards her with- what she assumed- intention of ripping her apart."Where the fuck were you?" he thundered, sounding as baleful as death, his unwavering glare pinning her to the spot. His fists were clenched tight as if he was controling himself from throwing fists on her. Angela swallowed. "I..I...am sorry.. I wandered off.... I had no inte...""Are you dense? Why the fuck did you go out when you know nothing about this damn place?" he spat harshly, making her go silent. Hot tears brimmed her eyes as she gaped at him in shock."But I came back," she replied, trying to hold back her tears. Her answer seemed to have stoked his rage for his glare became deadlier. "What if you didn't? What if something had happened to you? Who would have told your uncle that it was all your fucking fault?" he seethed loudly. Angela flinched and stared at him in silent horror. He was more concerned about his reputation. A warm
She thought about confronting Nikaulas about this but decided against it. If he was hiding something from her, she was going to catch him red-handed.Angela hoped all her doubts were unfounded. How much she had cried last night. Her eyes were still slightly red and swollen. She glanced at his car that her car was following. It was a risk following him but he hadn't suspected yet. He must be caught up in something to not notice.The car halted in front of a hospital. Her brows knitted down in confusion as she spied him getting down the car. He buttoned up his jacket and walked towards the entrance with his long legs. Angela was beyond confused. What was he doing here? Tears warmed her eyes. She gave money to the driver and got down. The driver helped her in wheelchair before leaving. Nikaulas had already disappeared. She went up to the reception. The lady at the reception regarded her with curiosity. Ignoring her gaze, Angela asked the woman who Nikaulas King was visiting. The woman r
Angela tried third time but the words inked on the yellow page refused to get into her head. Her head was already crammed with other thoughts. She still had not recovered from the shocking revelation.Nichelle. She is alive. She knew Nikaulas had a sister who died in a car accident four years ago. The news of her death was all over the media. Everyone was unsettled by the news including Angela. For the girl was too young to leave the world like this. Only 17. Ara and Killian had also visited the bereaved family to pay their condolensces. But the truth was entirely different. She was alive. And she was here. Why did they lie to the world? Why was she here and not with her family? Does Mr. and Mrs. King know about her? The girl needed to be with her family. In just one meeting she had grown so attached to her. It clearly indicated her desperation for a freind. Her pondering boiled down to one conclusion. She needed to talk to Nikaulas. As if on cue, the doorbell rang. Angela per
"I didn't mean that. I just want to say that she is too young to live here on her own. This is not her home. A hospital room can't be her room. I spent only two hours with her, just a few nice words and she was afraid of letting me go. She is alone and loneliness is not good for her," she kept her voice calm and gentle, hoping he will understand. Angela had felt what loneliness feel like. Nothing can be scar than the thought of being all alone in a world full of people. After her parents' death, she withdrew from the world. The loss of her parents and her legs had robbed her off of her confidence and will to live. If not for Ara, Angela might have succumbed to her pain long ago. Maybe it was her chance to pay back the kindness she had received. "I don't know why she is not staying with your parents but if there is a problem with that, I assure you I can look after her," she offered meekly. "Why are you so concerned about her? What's your motive?" he enquired, leveling her with a
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