"You have the guts to even grin at me?" Azura frowned, before deeply squeezing the napkin onto his back.He winced softly, his lips parting apart. "Yeah."It was weird that she was leaning against the bed frame while he sat there completely shirtless, her attending to his wounds. She could see the muscles that toned his body, so flawless, perfect."Are you done staring?" He said from behind.She sputtered, the napkin almost flying away from her hand, "I am definitely not staring.""I know it when I see it." He grins behind her.Her hands moved towards his muscles willingly, so perfect, she wanted more. To linger her hand there, to trace it along every soft bone, but then she found herself asking, "Is it always like this?"He raised his brows at her.She wanted to know more, she pressed further. "Do you always get punished this way?"He sighs, breathing in the air tightly, there's a way he tensed his body that Azura didn't like, "Yes."Her heart broke. "What in the hell?" She grew red
Azura spread jam on the bread, mashed it together and took a huge bite before swallowing unwillingly.The manor was great, really in her opinion, it was just so huge with lots of rooms. She swore she even almost went missing, people that she didn't even recognize, just for her to come to this tiny kitchen, she encountered two huge men.One who grinned at her and even called her sexy, and the other when she was coming to the room, he was with a bunch of other huge men and when she passed by them, she could smell whiskey from their body. He even had the guts to mutter. 'What's a lady doing here?'She sighed wearily, smashed the bread in her hand before popping it into her mouth, she stared under the dim light that illuminated her Pettie cheekbones. She was leaning on the kitchen counter, still mashing those sandwiches made with jam into her stomach.A gruff sounded from behind. Shimmering of bowls, flushing of liquid. Immediately, she directed her eyes to that corner."Who's there?" She
He wasn't thinking, he never thought before he did anything stupid. He found himself swiping her hand away, letting the coat fall to the floor."Xander!" Her face was red and puffy, causing those bloodshot eyes to glare angrily at him."No one touches you," He says, through gritted teeth. He stared hard at the man who appeared flustered."Um? Nicole. What's going on?" He gazed around shyly, biting his lips."Well." Nicole breathed in, her eyes gazing at him sharply, trying to ask him why he was even here. "Xander. This is Brock, a business partner here in Italy.""Broccoli." Xander mumbled under his breath, seeing the man turn red. Yeah, no one likes when you twist their name but that's what he gets for even going near her.Don't even dare touch her. She's fucking mine.Mine.That word, his heart blared just by thinking about it, and now he was left by staring endlessly at her like this was some tug of war, that she was supposed to pick a side.But he knew Nicole Hart really well.She
The smell of the nightclub hit Lucas hard. He hated this, being involved in this whole shit.The sky was dark, threatening to pour down the rain, the stars twinkled darkly and Lucas took a moment to think, who in the hell invented parties at midnight? Couldn't they be done in the afternoon or morning?Shit."Who are you here to see?" The huge tattooed man standing in front of the club said, striking his hand forward, as if he was ready to pounce on Lucas.Lucas studied him, he could knock this guy off in a few seconds, but still he wore his famous scowl."I told you, I am here to see the owner of this club." He said through gritted teeth, Dude, just let me in!"There are two owners of this nightclub, please specify which one."They were Nightwalker and Xavier.Air rushed through his organs. "Xavier Castillo." His throat burned, those two didn't really go well, he was originally here to see Nightwalker because she was still trashing the were-house.It was fun then, but now, it is getti
New York.Cara stepped into the broad daylight, and admired the way the sun spread its glory down her face. The view, so fucking perfect.But now. She couldn't even stay five minutes in public, without them asking.."Oh. My God. Are you Cara Denver?" Like right now, because the red-haired teenager was already running towards her, peeling out her phone.This might take a while. She calmed her breath down, she could do this. Just another fan.When the red-haired teenager reached her, her face was bright and fuzzy, her smile a little weird. "I can't believe this!" She skipped, "I just met with Cara Denver. I can die in peace now." The girl's hands flew over to her chest, before patting it happily.Okay, sure. Cara gave them the smile they always want, the bright polite one, "Thank you really, it was lovely meeting you." Her sweet voice complimented it all, just take a step back and she could walk away, but then the girl just had to say."Can I please get a selfie?" She stretched her hand
Breakfast wasn't breakfast without the intense shrilling of the breakfast table, at least certain people weren't involved to see how his family ate so quietly like nothing even exists.Xander couldn't think, he kept clicking his fork on the plate, afraid he would snap the poor vegetables into two. He thought of pushing it away, but then, what the hell? Afterall, they are just vegetables.He sneaked a glance towards Nicole, the latter wasn't even looking at him. She had slept separately that night, and even when he banged the door so she could hear him out. She snapped, her words hurting him now."Just go away. Xander." Her voice was rough like sandpaper, and then he took time to think where he had gone wrong?She was eating her food quietly, he watched the way her lips moved gently. Her lips grazed over the meal.Breakfast was eerily quiet today. It was always quiet, but today was just too quiet.No one spoke, everyone tended to their meals, dabbing their lips with the napkins once in
Nicole wasn't feeling quite in the mood, after everything that happened at breakfast, Camilla was no doubt an angel with her striking voice and that sweet personality that was just like her mother's.But Xander. She could feel that idiot's gaze on her every time, like he couldn't do anything than look at her, just a little more, and damn she would have snapped at him.She sighed heavily, flopping herself on the bed, she needed to talk to her twin brother, Nicholas, so she dialed his number.Two rings, her stomach knotted, and finally he picked the call.His voice is edgy on the other line, somehow sleepy, "Hi?""Hello. Nicholas."Nicholas fell into silence, weird because her brother didn't do anything silence, he hated the silence. Even though they were identical, their personalities differ a lot.Another beat. "Oh my God, Nicole, you are out of your mind, don't you dare go anywhere, I am video calling right now!"Before she could say anything, the phone beeped right out of her hand.
Warm soft and gentle, his tongue slid over her, teasing her mouth, making her moan gently in his kiss.Hands tied towards the chair. To her, this was considered awkward, she pulled back.Dark Hair whipped the layer of her face, angry shades casted between her eyelids, "You just kissed me."He stared at her blankly, "Yes."If only her eyes weren't tied to the damn rope, she would have smacked him, but then she tightened her fists under the effect of the rope. "That's offending."He tilts his head to the other side, mischief glinting in his eyes. "You kissed me back.""Just untie me right now." Her voice races of order.He inches closer, she loses her ability to breath, his hands fiddled with the ropes while she jerks herself."Will you stay still?" He growls quietly.She laughs, mockingly evident in her eyes, "Next time if you want to apologize to a woman, never think of bounding them to a rope.""I didn't want you to walk away." His voice cracked, she gazed up to look at him, and that
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