"And Nick?" Alicia prompted. Angela's smile faltered. "Is he not a family?" gauged her expression. "He is not," Angela averted her gaze from her and replied. Alicia had seen her packing dinner for him. She had heated up the food and had made him his favorite salad. Why did she care if he ate or not if he was no one. But she didn't bring that up. "I don't know what has happened between you two. Why did you both choose to separate ways. We thought you were finally moving ahead in your relationship but.... I know that you have your reasons and I support your decision. But, child, there is one thing I want to confirm. I heard you are engaged to Theo now. I hope you are this decision is not influenced by your past with Nickaulas," Alicia studied her face in search of an answer. Angela couldn't reply. "I hope you are marrying him because you want to marry him," her voice sounded concerned now as Angela refused to look up into her eyes."I..I don't know," Angela finally answered withou
"I am afraid it is clearly written in the contract. You will have to do the photoshoot with him," Graham remarked. Angela had signed a collaboration contract with Kings several months ago. They had mutually decided to promote their brand together. Angela's wedding collection and his new hotel chain in Netherlands which was under construction at that time. Back then she was super thrilled for the photoshoot. "Send our best model in my stead. Tell them I am busy," Angela said in a dismissive tone."They have refused to accept any changes in the contract. I offered the same as I suspected you might not want to partake but they refused," Graham responded with a straight face. Her lips pressed into a thin straight line."Okay, when is it?" she asked. "Tomorrow," Graham answered."Are you serious?" Angela asked incredulously. The same day she called and asked Nickaulas. She was avoiding him since that night when he cornered her in the kitchen but she had to discuss this with him. She as
"Closer, please," the director's voice came from somewhere, to Angela's irritation. Nick was more than pleased to comply the request. His eyes held onto hers with a fierce intensity as he came closer, blocking her vision with his handsome face. Hovering over her, he looked so huge and formidable from her viewpoint that she felt like a prey. The weight of his stare was too much, she lowered her gaze to his shirt which happened to have its first three buttons undone, allowing sinful peeks of his inked chest. Nick put his forefinger under her chin and lifted her face back up, reconnecting their eyes. He made no effort to hide the effect she was having on him. His focus flickered to her mouth as he pressed the rim of glass between the seam of her lips. Desire throbbed hard in his veins as she parted her pink lips. There was something very erotic about that action of hers. Something very sexual. He tilted the glass, making her drink the wine, swallowing down his impulsive desires at t
"What are you doing? Put me down" she demanded as he carried her outside her room bridal style. Her voice bounced off the empty hall's walls. They were all alone in the giant hotel. Nick didn't heed her demand and continued to march towards the poolside with his long legs. Fate droplets hit her face as they stepped out in the rain. She squinted at the clouded sky before closing her eyes, feeling the rain slowly soaking her dress.Nick pushed her face close to his chest, shielding her from raindrops. He felt a familiar warmth spreading through his insides as he stared down at her. Her eyes were closed and lip slightly parted. Some raindrops sliding down her flawless skin. She looked serene. Without him knowing, his lips curled into a gentle smile. He wasn't a fan of drenching in rain but with her, it felt like a welcoming adventure. "Open your eyes, sweetheart," he cooed to her when they reached the pool. Angela slowly opened her eye
They returned Spain the next morning. The cold tension between them could be felt in air. Even in plane, they sat far away from each other. Angela was quieter whereas Nick was more oppressive than usual. His frowning face continued to scare people off throughout the journey. This short trip had made her realise something. She needed to end this facade of engagment with Theo. He didn't love her, she didn't love him. It was unfair to both of them. Theo had asked her to accompany him to a launch party some days ago and she had agreed. Tomorrow was that event. She decided to broach the subject with him then. It was more complicated considering their engagement was in public eyes as they had announced their engagement to the world. Another broken relationship. She hoped media wouldn't show much interest in it like the last time. Theo picked her up from her building and they reached the event in less then thirty minutes. It was the launch party of a restaurant. Angela felt awkward ever
Panic roared through him when Stefan broke the news. She was in that building. He asked about her and the answer set his nerves on fire. Without delaying, he rushed out of his office to go there. All he felt was an unrelenting desperation to see her. His men were searching for her but they had not found her yet. She has to be alright. He would burn the whole world if something happened to her. He drove at the highest speed and reached the place in less than ten minutes. He muscled his way through the thick crowd, his worried gaze frantically searching for her, dying to get a single glimpse of her. Where was she? His heart was knocking wildly against his ribcage as he scoured through the crowd. A constant dull ache searing his chest. Nick had never felt this scared before not even for his own life. When he couldn't find her in crowd, he stalked towards the building that had smoke billowing out of its windows. His features stiff in resolve and gaze hard. He marched toward
"It seems the stress caused her to body to shut down. She should be fine," the doctor told him. Nick gave her an absent nod while staring at her."Let me treat your hands," the doctor eyed his burnt hands with unease. Nick tore his gaze off Angela and glanced down at his hands. He raised them and examined with a blank face. The blisters in his hands had long burst and were now oozing blood. He had felt no pain until now. The anxiety to bring her to safety had numbed all the other emotions. "Oh God! Is she okay?" Nick turned and found Ara at the door. Her brows drawn together with worry as she took in Angela's state. The woman headed towards her without waiting for an answer."She is alright," Nick responded before his gaze flickered to Killian who followed Ara inside. A grave look was set across his features. "What happened?" Killian asked without moving his gaze from Angela. " Short-circuit," Nick answered as his gaze returned to her out of habit. A soft expression on his face as
He wanted to kiss her again. Fuck that, he was dying to bite into those juicy lips and submerge his senses into their sweetness. He absently chomped down on the apple he was holding wishing it was her lips while his hawk-like eyes followed every small movements of her mouth as she conversed with Nichelle. Blissfully unaware of the dirty thoughts running through his mind. She had no idea how much she occupied his mind. Be it night or day, he was always thinking about her. All the damn time. "Why are you staring at Angela like that, brother?" Nichelle asked suddenly, interrupting his thoughts. Angela's confused gaze swept in his direction. He didn't bother to look away and pretend he wasn't eye-fucking her all this while. Her eyes widened a fraction when she noticed the feral intensity in his eyes. A blush heated her cheeks and she lowered her gaze to he plate. "Like what?" he questioned without moving his eyes from the object of his desire. "Like you want to eat her alive," Nic
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