"What happens when your date tells you to go and die?"Nicole squeezed her nose earnestly, before fixing her eyes away from the airplane window, great, so far for the wonderful sight. Tearing her eyes away, she could see one bulgy looking Lucas seated beside her.Nicole had counted, talking with Lucas wasn't really a bad thing, in some other way, he wasn't really used to the world, as if maybe he didn't grow on it. Maybe, he was from another planet, but he was amazing, and cool, and always seemed to have her back."Did someone tell you that?""No." His hands scratched the nape of his neck with his hand, just like men do whenever they were nervous, but he wasn't nervous, he was just.....uncomfortably good looking to be nervous, he adjusted from his seat, taking in another gulp, "We are seated side by side."As if that wouldn't make her ask any more questions.Her hand moved over to the window, before she squished her eyes on it, she could see those tiny boxes which supposedly were hou
Nicole didn't know whether to laugh or cry.Best option, Cry...She rammed her knuckles together, before breathing in the aura of the man that sat opposite her. He was examining her- That was for sure, with those long feminine lashes that seemed to linger in her body for quite a lot of time.Xander pressed her arm lightly, as an indication that everything was going to be okay, he was shivering too. She could feel it from his trembling hands. The room was eerily quiet, no one making a noise, that even the sound of a dropping pin could be heard.Lucas and Zane were nowhere to be seen. The maids stood at a far corner of the room, their head bowed. Nicole gazed around, why in the hell was it even worse than Xander's manor?It gave her the creepy feeling, especially in front of the man who owned the house."Xander." He finally speaks up, and they both stare up at him, his voice is hard, nothing compared to sweet, something dark lingering in his voice. He tilted his head over to Nicole, sta
"Charge!" Nicole watched in horror, the way men formed against each other, gripping themselves like pieces of balloons, their face red.The backyard of the manor was wide, with green grasses, more of a training field rather than a backyard for sipping tea. People charged again at themselves, their faces turning pink.Xander stood right by her, squinting his eyes as he stared along. Training at 7:00am? His father was really something."Xander." Lucas stood right by his side, before bowing, "I have news about Nightwalker, and she knows that you are in Italy, she would want to meet you in the night." He bows slowly.Xander's lips twitched a bit, as they stood far from the fighting ground, watching the numerous groans filling the air. "Sure." "Your father insists that you fight today, Xander." Lucas bowed again.Xander scoffed, of course his father would ask him to fight. That was his right, he was a Castillo, and the Castillo were never weak.He removed his black jacket, before letting
Oh. My. Goodness.Why in the hell was this man exactly like Xander? Was he Xander? Was he really Xander?His dark hair reaches the nape of the neck, and those dark green eyes that sparkled in his lobes, her heart twitching uncomfortably.Since he's bigger, he swings her around, her now facing him."Are you a princess?" He gazes at her face for a brief second, before letting out a chortle, he leaned in, his cologne filling her nostrils, quite strong, "Tell me. Where do you hail from?"Something about him is dark; extremely dark and powerful, even though she couldn't see it, she could feel it. His green eyes stared at her demanding that she talked."Who-" She sputters for a brief second, this man. Hell, he was gorgeous, "Are you?""Darling." Why in the hell was he stroking her dark hair? Gently, his thick hands moving through it. He was close, too close, and he was leaning in, faster than she ever imagined."Let. Go!" An angry voice sounded from the background, and before she knew it. T
He was leading her, and she was following him. All her life, she had never felt the desire to follow someone, but today, things changed, because right now. Xander Castillo was freaking leading Nicole Hart to their room.It all seemed so real.The familiar color of the room hit her hard, the gentle breeze that flowed in the room."Sit." He says, and obediently, she sat down, still folding her arms."Don't you think I am supposed to know who that guy is?" She racked her brain to remember his name. "Xavier, who is he?""He's my cousin." His voice came out cold, like he hates talking about his cousin, his hands were etched around his pockets, standing there, his dark hair sprawling around his face making him look so extremely gorgeous. He was still standing while she sat on the bed."Don't you think I should know him? What's he like? What does he do?" Nicole peered into his deep dark eyes, she tried to read it, but she couldn't. It was all dark and scary in there so she pulled away from h
Lucas expected to see a bear with three faces, since that's how Zane, his brother always described mafia women.According to Zane words, women who struck violence were the real deal, and even better, he never got along with any mafia women, except Leto Brookes, that woman was the real deal. She never smiled, and even when she did, it ended up being twitched, her voice was always so cracked when she was drinking beer. Why? Because she forced him most every time to have beer with him.He had expected Nightwalker to be a middle aged woman, probably in her late thirties or something, but this woman stepped into light. She wasn't old, she was gracing with beauty.Her chestnut brown hair was wired into the nape of her neck, her sliding sapphire blue earrings seemed to dazzle right above her ear, her strapped blue jeans and her white crop-top, his eyes fixated around her.Her smirk was dangerous, leaning into her lips, her face so angelic, she walked closer, and then noticed she was wearing
Nicole sprawled out of bed, inhaling the sweet scent of Xander, she stared at the other side of his bed, he wasn't there. He was probably training, she pushed her legs into her slippers, standing up from the bed.Her phone chimed loudly, groaning, she placed it between her ears."Hello?""Someone's grumpy today."Another groan. "Emily?" She rasped her throat, her eyes growing bulgy, "What's up?""How are you enjoying your time in Italy?" She winked, even though Nicole couldn't see it. She could feel it. "The city of love?""Pretty sure it was Paris that's the city of love, not Italy." Nicole rolled her eyes, before walking towards the window, the phone still pressed against her ear. "Whatever, so Father wants to ensure that you are working in Italy, so he sent Azura here.""What?" Nicole felt her throat getting dry."Yep, gotta go, Azura will be in Italy soon, and don't forget to smooch that husband of yours.""Pretty sure it's kisses." Nicole shook her head, something about her sis
Xander followed her into the bedroom, his gaze watching the way her shoes met with the floor, so astonishing, he had never seen this type of confidence before.She was a freaking goddess, and when she came into the room, she finally breathed out, calming her breath. She tilted her head to see Xander Castillo right there, standing beside the door, his gaze struck firmly to her body.Gosh, he wasn't supposed to admire her damn boldness, he was supposed to dislike her, that was what he had done for pretty much all his life, despise her."Why do you want to stay?" Another thing for him to be angry at her, like what the hell? When she said those words, his plan of getting out of this shitty dungeon was bursted, and Nicole Hart did this, the woman ruined things for him, she made him feel lay down.She stepped back, swiping her hair to the other side of her neck- Was it even dark or brown? He couldn't tell.She bounced on the bed, kicking away her shoes until it landed far away to the other
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