**Nico POV**When I hear his name, a lot of thoughts go through my mind. The news that he actually terminated his contract with me so suddenly only served to tell me that he actually has something to do with Jasmine. I can't think of another reason why he would do that, and it makes me more certain of my conjecture that he has some history with her that I need to know about."Did he give a reason?" I asked, with a frown on my face. I wanted to make sure that I knew everything about this matter. As long as he didn't have a solid reason, then it would be final confirmation that it's because of her. And if it's actually because of her, then I would really have to think about how to deal with him."No reason at all," he says from the other end of the line. I can tell that he's telling the truth just by the tone of his voice. Plus, there's actually no reason for him to lie to me, so I decide that the man needed to be dealt with."Thank you very much," I say. "If anything like this happens
Nico's POV"I wanted us to watch a movie together and have a good time," she says, finally, leaving me dumbstruck. To think that this is actually the reason why she spent so much time and effort getting me to come here. What did she suddenly take me for?"I'm sorry, but I'm very busy," I say, trying to be as polite as I could right now. I'm on edge with a lot of things on my mind, and the last thing I can think of right now is a movie.She looks at me for a couple of seconds, probably looking for something out of place in my character. Today, I say nothing, knowing that with the kind of relationship we've had previously—the strictly respectful relationship—there wasn't anything she could actually pick up as wrong with me now. It made me very happy that she didn’t love me in the first place, because if that were the case, I would be in a lot of trouble now."Something is wrong with you," she says suddenly, making me completely shocked. I am pretty sure the thoughts in my mind can't sho
Jasmine's POVI'm very lucky that I came back to my senses quickly enough. Honestly, I don't really know what got over me, and I would like to blame it on the drinks. But for me to kiss him like that, when I didn't want anything to do with him, when I still don't, is completely ridiculous.I pull away as much as I could, even as my body wanted something exactly opposite from what I was doing. I make sure that I don't give him much space with me like before, though it's very difficult since I feel the urge just as strongly as he did.He offers to take me somewhere, and I make sure to ask him the exact location. I'm not going to his place, not now, even if he offers me a huge sum of money. I already know that he's married, and that's enough reason. I don't want any trouble. Plus, I'm not quite sure about him yet and don't know his personality. It's best for me to steer clear until I have a clear grasp of what he's capable of and what his intentions for me are.Surprisingly, he wants to
Nico's POVI look down at the carpet in front of me as if it's the person who offended me. Simply put, I'm completely outraged—mad at the audacity he used to speak to me in such a manner just yesterday. I can't stop thinking about it. It's unbelievable for him to actually come to my house and say what he did.The scene replays in my head over and over again, like it has been doing for a long time even after he left. It's annoying, but I let it happen, either because I want myself to be a little more angry at the situation, or I just want to understand what happened a little better."You have to get a son with her," he had said, the words ringing over and over in my mind like a damned curse. It's about the last thing I want to hear, especially now that I'm even less interested in Camila than I had been already. I'm still surprised at the response I gave him then—completely compliant, as if I'm afraid of what he might do to me. Maybe I just didn't want to fall out with him totally. I st
Nico's POVI end the call finally, glad to stop talking with him. Towards the end of his conversation, his voice had become light and friendly, just as it had been in the beginning. It almost made it seem as if we hadn't been quarreling with each other just a moment ago. I know that this kind of person is one of the most dangerous, because I have worked with them before in the mafia and I have the scars to show for it. I call them double-faced because one moment they are your friend, and the next they threaten you or fight you. If you're not lucky, you can even get killed.I shake my head, pushing all the warnings he had given me out of it entirely. I'm not a person to live in fear, and definitely not a person to act on threats. No, I'm much more powerful than that and therefore I don't really care. I'm going to do what I want to do. If there's any reaction I'm going to have to what he said just now, it would be going back into my study and making a very solid plan on how to go about
Nico's POVIt doesn’t take me long to pinpoint her location. I use my car for a moment before coming out of it and deciding to come personally to find out exactly what is going on. She’s walking briskly, like she has some place to be at this very point in time, but I really thought that she didn’t. After all, this is her only job now, and she’s acting nonchalant about losing it.Maybe she actually knows I’m coming to bring her back, I think to myself, not knowing how that is even possible but knowing there is a small chance that she actually feels it somewhere. I make up my mind to ask her about this later and get an honest response. If I come to the conclusion that she knew I was coming right now, it would be yet another proof that she has the mating bond. Though I don’t think she’s going to like it at all or believe it.I finally get to her, but I move silently in order to catch her unprepared. I’m able to do this as the werewolf that I am, and I’m very happy when I actually succeed
Nico's POVAs we shake hands cordially, I can't help but feel a certain longing within me. I want much more than a handshake, something more intimate than that, but I don't know how to ask her. I don't know if it's time. The memory of our time together in the restaurant still comes to me, and I'm constantly reminded of how close we had been together then before... Well, I'm not quite sure who ruined it."You can let go now," she says with a strange smile on her face. I freeze immediately, realizing that I have been holding on to her hand for about an entire 30 seconds now. I feel embarrassed to a very large extent, but I don't want it to show. Luckily, the composure that is always on my face is still there, so I reckon I can take care of this situation with ease.When I realize that I'm still holding on to her hand for about 5 seconds after what she said, I withdraw a little awkwardly. There's no way I can handle the situation without looking strange anymore. The chance I had to do th
Jasmine's POVI'm on my way home, but I decide to stop at a restaurant because I'm hungry. It feels good to have my job back and also to have the assurance that I'm not going to lose it again for such an easy reason anymore. I know that he's not going to let it, and it gives me a sense of confidence and security. Something tells me that sense of security would be a lot more if I let him have his way with me, but I'm too afraid. I'm too afraid of what might be.I'm surprised to see him at a table in the restaurant. He's checking his phone for something, which means he probably hasn't seen me yet. I don't know what comes into me, but I find myself walking in his direction. It's probably none of my business, and I shouldn't go up to him since I obviously don't want anything to do with him, but I do it anyway.He's completely surprised to see me, or at least that's what it looks like as he shifts a little uncomfortably. Once again, I feel a little amazed that he's actually nervous. He see
Chad's POV He doesn't reply to me immediately but instead passes across some coded message to the rest of the men, and they take their sweet time circling us, forming a tight barricade around the car. I clench my fist, knowing that this situation is one that I won't be able to get out of easily.What do you want from me? I say, trying for another approach."You're asking unnecessary questions, man," the masked man says in a gruff voice. He raises his weapon, pointing the gun directly at my head. Anything that makes him pull the trigger at this point leaves me completely dead. The reality is enough to bring shivers down my spine. I purse my lip, thinking desperately for any means of escape. What is happening? My mind keeps on turning up completely blank, and honestly, it leaves me very much frustrated. What do you want from me? I find myself asking at this point. All I'm doing is trying to get the conversation going and stall him for as long as I can while waiting not so patientl
CHAD'S POV"It's not over yet," I tell myself as the car drives down the road. Now that I know for sure that I can't get Jasmine to myself, I dedicate my time to exposing Nico instead.It's not like I hate him, it's just that when it comes to Jasmine, I feel genuinely remorseful of my actions in the past, and I want to make sure she ends up with someone better than me at least. Nico, though well-dressed and handsome and all, didn't cut that aspect.I grit my teeth, my hands tightening by my sides. Luckily my driver doesn't take notes—or maybe he does—and he knows better than to talk unnecessarily or try to make up conversations.Fine, maybe I was a bit jealous of Nico, but that doesn't matter now. If I was to be completely honest, nothing much matters to me right now.I still have the car now driving down and arriving in the main road. There is only a tinge of satisfaction that I feel from seeing Nico's angry face. Now that will be a bonus that I will be sure to remember for a long ti
JASMINE'S POVAfter the episode with Chad, I don't know what to think anymore. Or more specifically, I choose not to think of anything. It's just too dangerous to let my thoughts move around unrestrained in my head after everything that happened.And I don't think that I've seen Nico so damn angry in my life. I shudder from the thought. I don't even need to evoke my senses to visualize his emerald green eyes spitting fire and the look on his face filled with pure rage.I can swear that he was ready to kill someone back there, and I can only imagine what would have happened if I wasn't there to stop him. I shake my head, chasing away the thought. I don't want to think that Nico has no self-control over the dangerous side of him.The car parks and I look up. "We are at the company, ma'am," Richard informs me. He steps down from the car and opens my side of the door for me. I give a nod. I was too preoccupied in my thoughts to even notice that we had long arrived back at the company.I s
NICO'S POV I watch her stumble back in shock, her eyes widening. She seems really surprised to see me.“What are you doing here?” she mutters, her voice shaking.I don’t give a direct answer but instead step inside the room and scan my eyes around the forum. Someone is there, sitting in the living room. I recognize his features immediately.The fucker, Chad, is here. But what the hell is he doing in the hallway? And why did she let him in?My eyes turn back to fall on Jasmine. There is a sense of fear in the air. I can guess that an argument has taken place here.“What are you doing here?” I speak directly to Chad.Chad stands up from the seat and stares back at me, his eyes defiant.“Well, I’m sure that I have my own freedom of speech and movement, Nico Ferrari,” he speaks, his voice full of malice.Like a glare, I glance through the corner of my eyes and see the way Jasmine is trembling. I’m sure that this motherfucker said something to her, and I don’t like him. His mere presence
Jasmine's POV The black sedan car was parked in front of my house, just a few feet away from the man who brings back unnecessary memories. I would want to tell the driver to slow down and say, "Look at it closely," praying against hope that it wasn't what it seemed to be.Finally, we stepped past it and came to park in the garage. I stepped out of the car immediately and searched around, however, to find this man leaning against the door of the house walls—none other than Chad himself.Hell no, why does he keep on appearing? I wonder to myself and walk up to him cautiously. I know that I have to be careful. I don't know what he wants.Frankly speaking, I've not been able to tell if he's appearing or not appearing at unpredictable timings. And not to talk of the way he behaved towards Nico—almost like he knew something I didn't.I shook my head. I'm not going to doubt Nico. Not now that I finally seem to be getting along and agreeing on something. He just has to step out of the way.P
Jasmine's POV Nico smiles lightly, but he doesn't tell you because he's going to disclose the information any moment soon. He stands up and kisses me lightly on the cheek. "I know, but you don't have to worry about it. I'm going to sort this all out in a couple of days." I know and understand that this is something that he has to do himself.In the meantime, I say equally, "That's enough. Since I'm already in the company, I might as well get to work."Nico looks like he is about to object, but I raise a hand, telling him, "I'm not going to just sit around and let you treat me like a princess."He smiles. "Are you sure you don't want that?"I roll my eyes and shake my head. "No, I would like to actually be useful and earn my position here."Nico sighs, knowing that he won't be able to convince me otherwise, since I have a pretty strong gut when it comes to finding my place. "I'll call you if I need anything."I nod and wave at him as I step out of the office. I appreciate the fact th
Nico's POV I look up and see my manager step into the office. He briefly graces us, me and Jasmine. His poker face faults us for a while, but he quickly masks it with another professional one. If he has his own reservations or questions, he doesn't ask any of them, but instead stands patiently by the door, waiting for me to acknowledge him. I raise an eyebrow at him, wondering what he wants with me now. I just barely stepped foot into the company, and personally speaking, I had hoped to spend some time with Jasmine in private. There's still a lot of things that she is yet to understand, and I want to make her do so to the best of my ability. However, of course, coming to the company, I could only have imagined that there would be work waiting for me. It's not like my manager could be here to see me go idle for more than half an hour. "I'll be right back," I whisper to Jasmine, and carefully remove my hand from hers. That also leaves me holding her in a tense grip. I regret it; ho
Jasmine's POVHe stares back at me without a change in expression. Suddenly, those deep green eyes that seem to read even my soul jump into the line of one beat. I find it hard to believe that I can ever do the case. I take it is worth trying to think of what to do. No one is ever prepared for this kind of situation, and what proves to come is what proves to remain.Finally, I take a deep breath. Even though I pretend that I don't know what's happening, and I'm entirely shocked by the way things are progressing, deep down, I seem to already know all the answers. I tend to question if I already decided to give him a chance, and don't want to go, then what's wrong with right now? That's the question that I ask myself."Well, he's your son," I point out quietly. "Of course you can't take care of him." He pulls me into a hug immediately. "Thank you," he breaks down on my shoulder. And only then do I realize that he has been holding his breath. It kind of makes me smile as well. Touching t
JASMINE'S POVIt's late in the night when I finally arrived back in Los Angeles. After bidding Nico goodbye and taking Michael with me to the apartment, I feel like I'm finally done for the day. It has been a very long one. First, I had to get Isabella and Michael ready for the information exercise. I still did not go here before, but all in all, I would say that they are much better than I thought. I feel a bit of relief now, even though I'm back in the enemy's lair. But for some reason, I do feel like Michael is actually here to take care of me this time. I feel if all they want is a second chance, then I might as well give it to him. After all, there's no harm in trying, right? Also, I thought I'm still on my guard, though.I think as I enter in the combination lock and turn back, watching as the bright red Ferrari zooms out of the compound, I try not to think too much about him as I push open the door. Isabella carries an already sleeping Michael inside the house. The house feels