As they had suspected, Michael Muller had learned about his son's disappearance. An undercover investigation was in process. The news of him missing was kept from media for business reasons so only the close ones were aware of it. Chris had once brought up the subject with his son but Nik dismissed it. It was already three days now. Three days since she left.Three days since he heard her voice. After returning from work he went straight to Nichelle's room. Her nurses had once informed him that she was missing Angela. And like the caring brother he was, he decided to call her for Nichelle and let them have a talk. He was doing it for his sister. He opened the door to her room only to find her sound asleep. Her nurse who was collecting her dishes looked up and stood straight when realised it was him. Nik stepped inside hands inside his pockets. " She asleep?" he asked while observing his sister. "Yes, sir," nurse replied. Nik slowly nodded in dawning realisation. "Good...good,"
"Hotness 10 on 10," Ginger smirked smugly while checking out the black mini dress on her through the mirror. They were currently at the shopping mall. "You liked the dress that much?" Angela asked, surprised. "Jeez! Not the dress, Angie. Me," Ginger rolled her eyes and corrected Angela as if she had said something stupid. She turned slightly to check her backside. Angela sighed and flipped the page of magazine she was reading for the last half an hour. They were at the mall for the last three hours. That must be the 30th dress she had tried on. "Though I must say, by wearing it, I have increased its beauty. They really should pay me for wearing their clothes," Ginger stated in all her sincerity while assessing the dress."You know you cannot buy that, Gigi. It's too short for a family birthday party," Angela reminded her without looking up from the magazine. The dress barely covered her ass. Ara would never approve of it. "You are so boring just like mom," Ginger rolled her e
Angela closed her eyes and swallowed. Goosebumps pricked her arms and neck. Her intruder pushed his face into the mess of her hair and inhaled deeply. His hot breath teased the side of her neck as he exhaled slowly, prolonging the sweet torture. Her stomach clenched.His hands slid up her arms and locked around her waist. He suddenly pressed her to his erection, eliciting a gasp from her. Her heartbeat accelerated as he slowly began griding between her asscheeks. "Why are you....""Ssshhh...not a word," Nik silenced her by placing a finger on her lips and whispered in her ear. Angela couldn't dare to disobey him. He removed his finger to reach the plate kept on the edge. After scooping some chocolate on his middle finger he guided it back to her mouth. With a light push, his finger slid into her mouth. Her mouth engulfed his finger into her wet warmth."Suck it," he commanded her in a gentle but firm voice. Angela feltheat creeping up her neck. It just sounded dirty but still filled
For two years he avoided her only to end up like this. If someone had told him only two months ago that one day he will enjoy staring at his sleeping wife like some creep, he would have taken it on his ego and smashed the man's head. But look at him now he wasn't only enjoying staring at her, he had began to crave her too. If not for her limit, he knew he would have kept her awake all night long. She felt that good. His desire for her had surpassed her limit of taking him. But that's okay. Little by little, he will build up her strength and then nights no longer will be for wasting away in sleep. A mischevious smirk touched his lips as he imagined teasing her night long on their bed. He reached over to caress her warm cheek with his knuckles. If only she knew what he was thinking. The woman would blush so hard. He liked that though. He liked seeing her blushing and stuttering like a shy kitten in front of him. She was a shy kitten but only till you don't ruffle her feathers. The wom
"Angela, Mr. King, come. The breakfast is ready," Ara sent a soft smile their way as they showed up. The maid pulled chairs for them. Nik nodded in greeting at Ara and Killian who was sitting at the headseat. The table was crowded with kids of different age. Triplets were lined up beside Ara. Hannah and His gaze calculative and keen on Nikaulas. "Hope you didn't face any trouble last night," Ara smiled warmly at Nik. Ginger cupped her mouth to suppress her laughter. "I guess Mom missed your marks or she would be asking you this question," Ginger snickered beside Angela. Angela blushed and quickly adjusted her hair to hide his lovebites. After that, she gave her devilish sister a sideway glance. Nik told Ara that he had a good night and thanked Ara. "More like a wild night. My my..look at these marks...I can bet he is a beast in bed. And so handsome. You are so lucky, Angie. I hope my man will be a beast too. A handsome beast," Ginger added dreamily. Angela first blushed an
Nikaulas got down his car and went straight towards his mansion. His house was once again enlivened by her presence. An impalpable veil of despair had hung in that air when she wasn't here. Now he colud feel her presence in the freshness of air, in the positivity vibrating through his house, on the table where her mug was kept. He had bought this house but she owned it. In search of her, he went to their room but she wasn't there. Nik had brought back her stuff to his room before he had flown to Spain. They were sharing a room now. His brows furrowed in confusion when he couldn't find her. After setting his bag on the table, he exited their room. He stopped a maid passing by and asked about her whereabout. The maid told her she was in the kitchen. He promptly started towards the kitchen in large strides. The urge to see her had overwhelmed him since Leah's appearance. Her words had invoked an unknown fear inside him. A fear that constantly pricked at his insides since Theo's incident
As they rode further, she noticed a bunch of giant trees huddled together in a distance blocking off the view beyond them. Curiosity nipped at the base of her spine. Thankfully, Nik nudged the horse in their direction. She had thought of many possibilities but not what actually was there. The scene looked straight out of some fairy-tale. A stream trickling down the large rocks and falling into a pond just as beautiful. Colorful flowers were floating on the moving surface adding to its beauty. There was a small wooden bridge arching over the pond, connecting the both sides. A herd of swans swimming across the pond. The sweet chirpings of birds echoed. Butterflies were jumping freely from blooms to blooms, each more beautiful than the other. She was never going to forget this beautiful sight. A heaven was set beyond those trees. "How come I didn't know about this place?" she wondered out, her mouth ajar with astonishment. She had been here for two years but never knew a place like thi
No matter how many social events she attended, she always felt awkward and self-conscious. People would never stop shooting glances at her as if she was some alien straight from the moon. She was aware that not all of them were looking down upon her but it still made her feel uncomfortable as she was being singled out because of her disability. More so when she is accompanied by her perfect husband. His striking features and powerful presence kept people looking in their direction. She had seen admiration glimmering in people's eyes for her husband and had seen it changing into pity as soon as their gaze would land on her. Pity for her husband. A man like him didn't deserve to be with a woman bound with wheelchair. They, together, perfectly defined perfection with imperfection. The launching event was attended by many big names. From celebrities to politician everyone was in the presence. Even though Garham was also here, Nickaluas didn't leave Angela's side and stayed beside her. Hi
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