Xander walked into the underworld, where the stench of rotten cigar lingered in the air, women swaying their bodies around, and men discussing about drugs.The feeling of the underworld had wavered into his very soul, he was used to it anyways, what was more disgusting than that? He thought to himself.Lucas trailed behind him, no words emitting his nostrils, his face was neutral, and his lips seemed to be twitched together."Xander." A thick feminine voice had boomed out, and Leto Brookes walked towards her, the dark jacket which he thought never looked good on women etched perfectly around her body.She walked towards them, peeked at Lucas with a twitch of the lips and finally at Xander, before she performed a curt bow.Her hair dazzled around her forehead, though it lost its colour because it was dyed blue, and her dazzling blue eyes peered into their eyes.She was Leto Brookes, a Brookes who was fearless, a mafia queen who found pleasure in inflicting pain on others. The only reas
In the crook of the night, with everyone tucked nicely in bed, and the rain drizzling softly on the floor. The streets was empty, with only the few lamp poles that emitted nearly a good amount of light in the streets of Milan.A figure swept through the streets hurriedly, her hoodie strapped around her face, liquid of rain seems to have been dripping down her face, but her sneakers hurriedly ran across the streets.She finally reached the were house, and hurriedly swiped up a key, before she fixated it on the doorknob, the door made a squishing sound, and it finally opened.She smirked to herself, before she forced herself inside, the warm feeling of goods worth millions of dollars filled her nostrils, and she let out a hearty chuckle."Who's there?" A voice erupted from the background, and she knew that there would always be intruders, more like guards.She was going to fight, she knew that well enough. "It's nightwalker." She said, controlling her voice in a yell.The guards appeare
The maids gazed up, bobbing their heads to a side to catch the latest gossip, Xander Castillo? In her bed? It didn't sounded true, but they all heard it. Why would someone want Xander in her bed? The feared Mafia king? Someone actually wanted him in her bed.Different thoughts ringed in their ears, and they all tried to picture it all togther, who wanted him in his bed?Zane blinked- twice to make sure he wasn't dreaming on anything, but his attention focused on his brother, fluttering his eye lashes, trying well to edge him in the arms.And as always, the latter ignored him, and focused on Xander.Everyone's eyes was focused on two people, one at Xander who sat calmly with his hands folded around his chest, and the other at Nicole who picked the spoon, before she landed a piece of food to her mouth, her mouth moving slowly and upward. Calm, as ever.Who in the hell would be calm after hearing such words?Why weren't they saying anything yet? They all pouted their lips, still bobbing
Xander held the trigger, his hands twirling around the gun, until, he flashed it angrily to the man's ear. "Tell me." His voice came out wicked. "Did you really do it?" His hands itched to fire the trigger, but he calmed himself down, trying to normalize it.The man struggled with the ropes that binded him to the chair, his veins popping forward a lighter shade of green, as he struggled with the cord. "I didn't do it, I really didn't." Tiny amount of blood streaked down his face and down unto his lips.His head dangled around the chair, and he waved his bloody hands. "Please. I didn't do it."The underworld stinked of blown cigar, the smoke filling the whole room where they were in, the room was empty, except with the chair and the man, followed with Xander who leaned on the wall, the gun flashing in his hands, before a tiny smirk was placed between his lips."Do you know what a gun is?" His voice laced with mockery. "This could destroy your life." "Please." The man cried out. "I don
Lucas inhaled, thrice, before he finally stepped into the spacious dining room, it sounded weird meeting with someone that was actually your master's mother, but at the same weird, because you actually knew her, for half of your life. You doted on her. You called unto her.He tried so hard to hide his feelings, but she always knew, everytime, she hugged him at night, her fingers always moving over to his shoulder, before she patted it gently, it made him feel safe, and whenever he looked into her eyes, the moisture was always there, telling him, that he was always safe.He sighed for a bit, clutching his jacket together, before he finally walked into the room.Camila twirled with the glass, with no option but to blow the strand of her hair once in a while, and to watch the layer peek away from her face, repeatedly as she did. She watched her finger nails trimmed against the table, quite slowly, but filled with patient, she was the sort of person who would rather wait for company befor
And, as much as he didn't wanted to, or so much he wanted to, he found himself trailing behind Nicole silently, she didn't realize he was there, but he was, his hands on the parking lot sign, gazing at her from his car, he had been trailing behind her in his car.He couldn't disobey Xander's order, he couldn't dare, his job was to protect her, and even if it costs him his whole life, then, he would spend it protecting her, not only because she was Xander's wife, but because, she was his guardian.He watched intently, as she came out from the car, looking dashing in her office wear, her puffy sleeved shirt revealing part of her collarbone, and her slack hanged nicely around her waist, revealing her curves In a suitable amount of way.Her heels made contact with the floor so majestically, as she entered her company.He watched until she was out of sight and down into the company, before he followed her, pushing the door aside, the door chiming slightly. He stood at a spot, until she jau
He bobbed his eyes opened, gently, trickling down the feeling that crept in his skin whenever it was night. He finally looked up at her, seeing a dizzy figure, before he finally squeezed his own eyes,"Nicole." He uttered, his gaze low. "You are done with work?" He had waited for her, even slept on the waiting chair, stretched his hand, flutter his eyes, all in the name of protecting her."Get up, and let's go." She wanted to smile, but then, she knew, she never smiled, it wasn't something she would rather do, she couldn't smile, else her jaw might get worked up, so she just propped her lips forward a little bit, and twitched it slowly, and then, she walked out of the company, Her heels made a clacking sound as she walked across the floor.He stood up, dusted his clothes gently, and finally gaze at Azura who fiddled with the hemline of her dress. He leaned in closer, and she could feel heat creeping out of her face. "Good night." His bewitching yet charismatic voice pulled her in.She
Nicole had never imagined, even in her wildest dreams, that she would be seated across three men, and actually eat dinner with them.It was inconsiderable, since, she had only had dinner with few people, such as her twin brother, and her father, and maybe her friend Ethan, but now, them- Zane, Lucas and Xander, three daring hot men seated in her presence, what possibly could go wrong?"Pass the jam." Zane who sat beside her, whispered into her ear, leaning in closely, because he wanted to annoy Xander? His hands deliberately brushed against her and he let out a low chuckle.Nicole managed to hiss at his cocky behavior, but she stretched her hand and passed over the jar of fresh jam. He stretched the knife until it spread across his muffin, before he took a bite."Your mother left some noddles for dinner." For the first time, Lucas spoke up, his voice digging deep into the atmosphere.Was it just her or she had never had him speak long sentence? He was always quiet, trailing behind one
Morning arrived far earlier than Nicole thought, she groaned into her pillow, shutting her eyes away from the light that had blinded her, last night, when she hopped into bed in her undergarments. She had wished for Xander to join her so they could talk.It's surprising how she, Nicole Hart, wanted to actually talk with Xander Castillo, not flirting, just talking. Natural talking, but he said he had somewhere to be, she couldn't forget the disappointment that panged her heart when he left her alone.She had stared up at the ceiling before she finally closed her eyes to the web of sleep, now she was awoken and wondering how she would start her day.The door pushed open and a maid trolled in, her face white as morning, "Young Mistress, I already picked out your clothes for the morning, also. I picked the hairstyle you would like to braid."Nicole threw the sheets over her body, before her feet touched the ground, she faced the maid and said bluntly. "Pick a shirt and a trouser for me, I
Nicole's hand flicked towards the pages, she stared at the type-written words on the paper, it didn't seem to fascinate her one bit.She was on the swing in the garden, inhaling the fresh smell of flowers. Her mind darted around.Xander. She almost scoffed at the perspective, he didn't trust her, yet after everything they had shared. He didn't fucking trust her.She snapped the crisp book shut before bobbing out of the swing, she was thirsty, so she headed towards the kitchen.After taking out a bottle of water, she walked towards the dining room. Xander's father was there. His hands skimming through a book, she thought of going, but when he eyes met her. He said simply."Come and sit."She took a seat as instructed, and peeled open the bottle of water.He chuckled lightly, staring at her. "You look so much like your father. Those gray eyes are always watching me, like he was trying to read me." He snapped the book shut. "That's what you are doing too.""Oh." She hadn't even realized,
Zane's shoe huffed on the floor hurriedly, as he passed by the halls, something unsettling was deep down in the pit of his stomach, it twisted his gut. He had felt that sickening feeling years ago when he knew something was going to happen.Because he knew. The past was almost resurfacing itself into the present and down unto the future. Lucas had informed him of the letter, now. He had tons of worries to do.He spread out his jacket and threw it on the rack, his heavy breathing constantly telling him it was going to be okay.It wasn't, because his mind was distorted and then- He heard a string that made him pause in his steps.Not a string, music. Calm, gentle playing of the keyboard, he was astounded, no one played the keyboard that well, he traced the music to the room. The oak door stared back at him, without knowing, he pushed it gently.The person behind the large keyboard didn't look up, it was as though he wasn't even there. Azura was concentrated on the keyboard, her hands mo
"I must say, darling. You look absolutely splendid today. What's the occasion?" Camilla said as she spread jam over her toast.Xander studied his wife from under his lashes, a faint blush appeared in the base of her neck, she was dressed in a white turtle neck top with jeans, her hair was braided, he could almost see the brown curls tucked neatly behind her ears.He wanted to devour her, to undress her, to run his fingers through her soft silk skin, memories of last night torment him, he wanted to do it again, and again, and gosh, those lips. He just wanted to-"Xander." His mother looked at him worriedly as if to tell him to get his shit together, apparently she had just said something, and he wasn't listening. Breakfast with his mother never tended well.Lucas was minding his own food, something about his demeanor was different. He was quiet, unusually quiet. His dark hair styled behind his ears. His dark eyes fixated on the food. Azura ate her food quietly. Zane, Xavier and his fat
When Xander arrived in Italy, night had stretched far, he could hear the owl's peaceful music, hooting through his own ears. He said goodnight to Lucas in the hallways, and walked along the halls.It was eerily quiet, he passed the doors as he walked, his breathing whisking, in any minute from now, he was going to see Nicole. Her peaceful face- maybe, her angry face.He stood in front of the door. Here goes nothing: He pushed, the room was exactly how he had left it a week ago, the sheets were arranged, and on it was Nicole in the shortest nightgown.His throat bobbed. He walked towards her slowly, afraid that each step would wake her up, careful.Damn careful.He sat on the bed, her lashes curled together perfectly, her head struck on the pillow.She was marvelous even when she slept.Her eyes bobbed open, "Took you a while."His lips stretched into a smirk.__Nicole sat up straight, staring deep into his eyes, she could spot the circles under his eyes, his tired shoulders."You sho
Xander breathed heavily, he was feeling feverish, mainly because he wanted to be home right now, Nicole. It's been a week, and he hasn't even stepped foot into the manor. She hasn't called, nor text, nor even...His expression was still gruff when Lucas stepped into the office. In just a few days, he was back in New York, when Lucas had told him what happened, they flew together to New York to meet Kane in his office."This is not funny." Xander grinded his teeth, his demeanor changing, stiff as a rock, just the way they nicknamed him, "She's completely burnt half of my were-houses here in New York, and that note. She's playing with me." His hands fisted, his eyes growing red. Damn, he could literally hurt someone right now.His breath grew ragged.Kane stared at him from under his lashes, Xander had got to admit: His friend was looking quite like any normal guy, there wasn't any bottle of whiskey lying on his table, and his papers seemed arranged. His office even smelt of women's per
There's a rapt knock on the door, so gentle, and then a warm voice follows. "Breakfast is ready,"Xander was the first to flutter awake, his lashes pushed themselves open. Light brimmed into his face, the familiarity of his bedroom hit him hard, and that's when he knew, his hands were entangled over a waist.He gazed at his other side.She was sleeping. Do people sleep and look so beautiful while asleep? Because, this was Nicole Hart, and she slept so beautifully. Her lashes were arranged in order, he studied her, the gentle breathing that escaped her nostrils.He could do this all day: she looked so calm in her sleep, like nothing was her concern. He stirred from the bed, headed to the bathroom, and after his morning routine, he headed to the kitchen. It was eerily quiet, a maid had told him that the family just had breakfast, and thank goodness. He walked over to the pan, standing beside the kitchen."Young master. What are you doing?" A young maid rushed over to him, her eyes almo
As Nicole stared at the phone in her hand, her heart tugged with something unknown."Let me guess." Ryder said dryly, "That's your husband."Nicole tucked her phone elsewhere. "Sometimes, you just have to remind me to blow your nose.""You funny me. You know that, Nicole?" He said, jerking from his chair, before mimicking a teenager's voice, "Go on. Meet your crush."She mouthed a 'Fuck you,' before walking out of the bar, the air blew her hair brightly, making it seem like she was coming out of a photoshoot, and he was right there, dressed in black, leaning against his car. Here goes nothing.Holding her chin up, she strutted towards him, "Xander."He looked down at her, and she swore she saw the tiniest of smiles hiding right there behind his lips, and damn. He was gorgeous whenever he smiled like that."Nicole. Get in the car." "What's happening?" She gazed around, why was he here?"Just get in the car." He raised his hands up in the air. "Please.""Oh my God, fine." Nicole gasped
Nicole stared at the blank screen for quite a long time, she tried to figure out what went wrong, but here she was, for what seemed like hours, she couldn't even bring herself to work.This was getting annoying, she pushed away her work glasses from the rim of her nose and placed them on the table. Xander's father had been really considerate and had even found her a space in the manor for her office. She had set her laptop, a desk and chair, in a room filled with books."Nothing?" Azura said, walking towards her, balancing two cups of coffee on her hand.Nicole blinked. "I think so." She accepted the cup from Azura's hand, and sipped. "I don't know what my father would think if he knew I am not working. He would drag my ass from here and get me to work back in New York."Azura offered her a pitiful smile, "Your father loves you."They did love her. Today Azura was looking good in her office blazer and skirt, even though Nicole told her not to dress like that, she still did. They were