NICOLEMia, have you seen my textbook anywhere?" I searched my bag over and over again, I was so sure I put it in, ah no, I couldn't leave without it. What do I have to lay reference to?"Is it that anatomy one?" She asked me as she clicked away on her phone, seemingly unbothered."Yes that one. I thought I put it in my bag." I sighed heavily as my fingers ran through my hair. Anatomy was my favorite.I froze after realization hit me like a brick, what the hell?!"Did you just speak?!" I could only Jump so far in the car and I was sandwiched to the door. She dropped her phone to look at me and nodded, "I thought you were mute!!" Too many crazy things happening today."Yeah I am mute, only when I want to be." She went back to her phone like nothing had happened."But why?" I moved closer to her, I wanted to know her reason."To avoid unnecessary conversations with people." Her expression was deadpan and I choked on a laugh. That explained it. She was pretty and from the looks of it, not
NICOLEMia and I then went to a nearby bakery to have some bread and sweet chocolate milk. The sweet aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the air, enticing our taste buds.Hmm! Yummy!My stomach growled at the aroma, and Mia and I laughed at how funny it was.The bell chimed softly as we entered the cozy little shop, greeted by the comfort of the surroundings.Mia's eyes sparkled with excitement as she glanced around, taking in the colorful display of pastries and cakes that lined the shelves.We made our way to the counter, where an array of bread and a variety of beverages were waiting to be devoured.“Hi and welcome, what can I get you both?”, The friendly bakery attendant greeted us warmly, ready to fulfill our cravings.“Chocolate banana bread!”,“Okay, I'll be right back, kindly wait for a few minutes while it gets ready,” the attendant said then disappeared to get our orderAs we waited for our order to be prepared, Mia kept glancing at her phone, so I playfully snatche
MARCUSI watched Nicole sleep soundly, her head on my chest, with little snores. I chuckled, knowing she was exhausted. I wanted to record how she was snoring on my phone because I knew she was going to argue with me when I told her she was snoring.However, I decided against it, realizing it would only make her angry.I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but it wasn't coming. What Nicole had explained to me still lingered in my mind.That Zayn guy smelled like trouble.He clearly knew that Nicole was taken, yet he was adamant about going out with her, to the point that he started following her.I love Nicole so much, and if anyone tried to mess with her, I would handle the situation.Gently lifting Nicole off my chest, I laid her properly on the bed. She shifted a bit, and I paused, not wanting to wake her up. Seeing that she had fallen back asleep, I stood up and made my way to the closet.I needed someone to talk to. Deciding to visit the bar Nicole had mentioned, I remembered the
NICOLE “Please, what are you all insinuating that my woman is a thief!?” Marcus' voice boomed through the hallway. His nose flared and I could tell that he was angry.“Why then is my diamond in her bag? Why?” The woman whose name was Mrs Lockwood shouted.I was stunned for words and couldn’t speak. How the diamond got to my bag was beyond me.Every eye in the room was on me. Some were judging me already and whispering amongst themselves.“It has to be a mistake somehow, I won’t allow you to insult her. She clearly knows nothing about the theft”, Marcus said.My head was spinning. This was clearly a set up. Marcus and I had been in our room all day enjoying an intimate moment together. The only time we went out was when we had to go to the lounge downstairs.“No, gentle man, your wife here is nothing but a thief, if I hadn’t noticed earlier she would have escaped with it” Mrs Lockwood saidUnable to contain himself any longer, Marcus stepped forward, his voice cutting through the roo
MARCUSI was in the office to get some important documents when I heard a knock at the door. “Yes, come in”, I called out to whoever was behind the door.The door to the office swung open, revealing my trusted investigator, Owen. Dressed in a sharp black suit,His piercing eyes scanned the room, quickly assessing the situation before locking onto me.I stopped what I was doing and gave him my full attention. “Marcus, I've got everything you need," Owen said, his voice brimming with assurance. "The information you've been waiting for, especially about Zayn, is ready for you."“Thank you. Bring me the files”, I repliedThere was no time to waste any longer. Owen moved with purpose, swiftly crossing the room to the desk. In his hands, he held a small portable device, capable of storing vast amounts of information. He connected it to my computer, initiating the transfer process. The screen flickered to life, displaying a progress bar that crawled forward, capturing my attention.The fi
NICOLEI settled into my plush seat on the airplane, eagerly anticipating my trip to Cuba. As the engines roared to life, I was excited. "And take off goes the airplane, all the way to Cuba!" I exclaimed, my words slightly muffled by the hum of the aircraft.Ah, the joys of having a rich husbandIt afforded me the freedom to travel wherever my heart desired. We settled into the Airbnb in Cuba, I could feel Marcus's gaze lingering on me, his eyes searching for any opportunity to satiate his inquisitiveness. "Marcus, please behave," I said with a playful glint in my eye, as I positioned myself in front of the full-length mirror in their bedroom.He chuckled and leaned against the doorway, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, come on, Nicole. I just can't help myself. Your skirts are hiding secrets that I'm dying to discover," he replied, feigning innocence.I shook my head, trying to stifle a laugh. "You're incorrigible, Marcus. But I'm afraid there will be no easy access to hidden t
NICOLE I ignored Tim and watched the paramedics carefully lift the unconscious guy onto the stretcher. His breathing was shallow and irregular, and his face was ashen. My training as a first responder had immediately kicked in. I wanted to rescue the guy at all costs.I directed the bystanders to make way for the paramedics. I assisted the medical team in stabilizing the man, ensuring his airway was clear and that he was receiving oxygen. They quickly assessed his vital signs, My heart sank. His pulse was weak, and there was no immediate response to stimuli. It was a critical situation, and time was of the essence.I assisted the paramedics in carefully strapping the guy onto the stretcher. I quickly shared my observations and findings with the team, providing them with crucial information to guide their efforts during transit. As the ambulance doors closed, my eyes met the concerned gaze of one of the paramedics, who nodded in acknowledgement of my assistance.Without a second th
MARCUSI jerked awake, my heart pounding in my chest as the sound of a scream echoed through the quiet darkness of the night. I flung off the covers, my mind still foggy with sleep, and stumbled out of the bedroom and followed the desperate cry. I reached the living room, my eyes widened in horror. Nicole was crawling in from the veranda, her face contorted in pain. Her usually radiant features were marred by anguish, and blood stained her arm, seeping through her fingers."Nicole!" I shouted, my voice filled with fear and concern. I rushed to her side, dropping down to my knees, disregarding the glass shards littering the floor. "What happened? Are you okay?"Her breaths came in ragged gasps as she clutched her injured arm. Tears streamed down her cheeks, mixing with the blood on her face. "There was someone... someone in the backyard," she managed to utter between strained breaths. "I... I didn't see them until it was too late."My heart sank as I surveyed the scene. The veranda doo