Chapter 1: First Meeting

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Evelyn's POV

"Hey Carr.. come on girl cheer up!" I said to my best friend. Uncle Roger died in a mysterious accident. I don't know how. Of course, we all know that it's not just an accident. But then it's been a month. She was the one who brought me out of that shitty life. It's my duty to bring her back to life. Why does God have to do this to all good people.

She has always been the lonely girl since that guy left her and now this. I seriously don't know how aunt Sophie is coping with it. After I ran away from home, I came straight to Carr's house hoping that she'd help me. We both got into the same business schools together. Of course, it was Uncle Roger who helped me through out. I have a house now all because of this family. And now that they don't have one, they don't want to stay in this house. It's not mine but their house. I agree I paid for my university myself, had to take up multiple jobs but without them even I wouldn't exist. I wish I could help them......

Aunt Sophie won't agree to come home with me. At least I could take Carr out somewhere just to get her refreshed.

So here we are, I have got her dressed up like a doll. Of course, she has a sexy body so yeah... she looks beautiful. I tried to wear as much less clothes as I can. Cause I want to give out that impression like I'm a bitch. See if you're a bitch, guys come behind you but mostly they won't try to mess up or get serious with you. That's how I have saved myself for my husband. I don't know who that unlucky man is.

Soon as we enter, I tried to look around for some.... oh my god! My eyes stopped at two handsome guys. One of them..... Shit! It's Nick!

I see them coming towards us. Nick said something to the other guys making that guy look angry but then the guy followed Nick's gaze towards me and smiled looking at Carr beside me. As though Carr recognised him, she gave him a broad smile.

"Hi" I heard Nick's voice. It's him. Just the better and even more handsome version of him. I didn't know that my hand was already in his. I only realised it when I started walking along him to the bar. "Can I buy you a drink?" He asked.

And I only managed to nod. He is the one... the one who would've been my husband, but who selfishly rejected me. If he'd have told me himself that he didn't want to go with this marriage then I would've happily agreed. Why did he have to insult me, break me in a way that I could never be fixed.

I asked the bartender for a stronger drink making Nick raise his eyebrows at me. Drink after drink. Drink after drink. Every drink reminded me about his every word. Doesn't he recognize me? Remember me?

Of course, he wouldn't. I was a nerd back then.. with conservative clothes. Now I dress up like a bitch. There's not a single similarity, how would he recognize.

He was only looking at me since I started drinking... with a smug look. Looking smug Huh? I got up trying to sway my hips but ended up falling into his arms, but I pushed his arms away and got up. 

I looked towards the dance floor trying to find a hot guy. But none. Isn't there any guy who is more handsome than Nick?! I entered the dance floor and pulled the guy next to me by his shirt collar and pulled his hands around my waist moving my ass up his..... you know what I mean.. my entire body weight was on him. But suddenly I was pulled roughly, and I fell into familiar hands. His touch creating a vibration in my entire body. My heart doing a flip flop, like it's pounding against my chest.

He held me by the waist and punched the guy on his face. "Why the fuck would you do that?!" I screamed at him hitting his chest, but he picked me up, onto his shoulders.

"Nick!" I whined.

"How do you know my name? I never told you?" He asked with suspicion in his voice. Fuck! "Uff...." he said and sat me on his car seat. "Now tell me how you know?" He asked.

"You did. You told me" I said leaning into the seat and closing my eyes trying to neglect his question.

"Hmmm....." I heard him sigh and he got up only to come to the other side on the driver's seat. Why can this man not leave me alone?

Fifteen minutes later, we were In front of a large black gate. "Where are we?" I asked him. The gates opened itself. "How did it open?" I asked.

"I have a remote" he said laughing at me. Why am I here? What was I thinking coming here with a stranger? Ok I know him. But....... 'What if he rapes me'

"Fuck no!" I heard him scream beside me.

"What?" I asked. 'Did I say it out loud?'

"Yes, you did. So, you better stop thinking while you're drunk. And for fuck's sake no. No, I'm not going to rape you." He said glaring at me.

As soon as the car came to a stop, I got out trying to handle myself, stop myself from falling. When he tried to hold me, I moved away from him. Cause one, his touch did things to me... things that I never felt before. Two, I don't want him to touch me anymore. This handsome man makes me feel good about myself but at the same time it reminds me of the old times. That if I was still the old me, would he have asked me for a drink like today? I guess not..... maybe he still would've insulted me like before...

"What happened? Why are you walking so slowly? What are you thinking about?" He asked carefully as though I'd snap at him any moment.

"Where's your bed?" I asked him. I'm feeling too sleepy.

"Aww. You're too fast babe. Let me kiss you first, then I'll lead you to my room, then let me strip you off your every garment and then-" I quickly put my hand against his mouth making him laugh at me.

"Sex crazed pervert!" I said and went into the room that was right in front of me. But I want to go home. "Why did you bring me here? I want to go home!" I said looking at him.

"Yeah.. you can. But not today. Not now. I'll take you tomorrow." He said while I looked at him suspiciously. "I'm not going to RAPE you!" He said and I slipped into the bed under his warm blanket without any question. At least I trust him on that. That was my last thought before I went into a deep slumber.

***

When I woke up, I felt a heavy body upon me. Face near my neck and hands around my waist. "Nick... Nick..." I said trying to wake him up. And thankfully he grumbled to himself and moved away from me.

Wow! Did I really stay here last night? I really didn't panic seeing Nick after 5 years? I just can't believe it myself. I need to get out of here soon.

I got up and picked my heels and phone in my hand. By the time I found the main door I was already tired. It really is a big house. Right when I opened the door, I saw a lady who also was trying to open the door. She looked.... kinda familiar.

"Mom?" I heard Nick's voice behind me. Aunt Nina.. oh Shit! She looks old but still pretty. "What are you doing here?" He asked her rudely. Rudely.. so rudely that I was still blinking at him. And if I remember correctly he hated his parents then too.

"Oh my. Who is this pretty girl?" She asked with a smirk similar to Nick's. I patted my hair to see that if it's fine. I should've looked at myself in the mirror before I left the room. "Why don't you join us for breakfast sweetie?" She asked.

"Mom...." I heard Nick groan. May be he doesn't want me here.

"Oh, it's OK. I need to leave. I have to pick my friend" I lied. Obviously! "Next time?" I said so that she'd let me go.

Nicholas's POV

I don't know why but the moment I saw her, I was captured by her eyes. Those hopeful, shiny, bright, innocent eyes. But I hated the way they were accusing me of something.

I don't let anyone sleep in my room! In my bed! I just feel dirty. But I let her. I'm not the cuddly type who hugs and showers light kisses after sex. But I didn't even have sex with her. I didn't persuade her to. I mean I never had to persuade anyone. But I felt different and I cuddled with her. I thought she'd be right next to me this morning. But she just had to run away. Thank God I found her by the door but with my mother. That women! I don't like it when she's talking to my mother. Because I can never like a girl who's liked by my mother or father! I need to get her away from her.

"How are you going?" I asked her.

"I'll catch a cab" she said with a smile. Oh no. Dressed like that? Neither do I trust her nor the men.

"No.. I'll ask my driver to drop you." I said. And I also need to know her address. I called Mark on his phone and told him to get the car ready.

"You sure. I'll be fine" she said.

"No. I said you'll go in my car with the driver" I said a bit too harshly and she frowned but nodded anyway. She gave a smile to my mother and said something lightly in her soft voice which I couldn't hear and gave me one last glare before she was out of the large door.

"She really is a nice girl. She looks pretty and has a beautiful heart. I can say just by having a look at her. You know a women's instinct" she said with a bright smile.

God! She's got her eyes on the poor girl now! Girl? What's her name? I never got her name... Shit! I texted Mark asking him to get to know her name.

"Son. You should think about getting married. Your father and I are getting worried now. You haven't even dated anyone since the last five years. Just your one-night stands! Among them the only girl I saw you being a bit serious with is this girl. And I liked her too..." she said.

"More reason not to meet her again" I muttered. Okay. That was a complete lie. 

"I'm serious Nick! You never come home. You never attend your father's calls. What is this? You're twenty-eight now. Soon to be twenty-nine! Come home after a week or so. We need to have a serious talk" my mother said leaving. Thank god! She left soon this time.

Talk? Hmmm..... I wonder what this talk is all about.