Nicholas stared at the almost lifeless body in his arms. His heart nearly stopped beating when she fell into his arms. The image triggered a memory,but a different time, different person, similar situation, and striking resemblance. Alison wasn't going to; he wouldn't let that happen. He ignored the chaos and fighting from the men and picked her up. She needed to be taken to the hospital. He knew it was risky considering they were in the run but that was the only option. "I'll get Luca," Tristan said, aid probably sensing how lost Nicholas was. Luca was a doctor who also helped if any of the gang members got injured. Soon Alison was out of his arms and was being attended to. He didn't want to leave her with Luca but something was really bothering him. He left her with Tristan before going to meet the men who abducted her. He marched towards them with a burning fury in his chest threatening to burst. The men were already tied up and injured. He brought out a sharp knife from his pock
Alison woke up again, she didn't know when she fell asleep again. She didn't see Nicholas which made her to feel panicked till she saw him lying on the couch. It looked a little odd considering his tall frame. She didn't know where they are. She monitored the unfamiliar room with intent trying to know whether she could guess the place.She stared at Nicholas again, she got off the bed and moved closer to him. A half blanket covered him.His gun was kept to his side. He looked so....tired yet still handsome. This was the first time she has ever seen him sleep.He looked so gorgeous. Alison watched me closely. He looked different. He seemed more... human unlike before. She walked back to her bed sitting on it. She glanced at the half glass of water placed on the table remembering how he took care of her.She wondered why he chose to be in the same room with her. He could have gone to another room. But he didn't. He was still here.A voice in her mind was reminding her she looked like his
The days went by in the underground room with Nicholas taking care of Alison till she eventually got better. Nicholas didn't leave her as promised. They had enough resources with them. It was almost as if he knew this was going to happen. Although Alison wasn't surprised. Being part of a Mafia, you have to prepare for emergency situations.The outside world was like a mystery to them as the time they spent inside the room passed slowly.As soon as she got better, Nicholas was busy. He's been making more phone calls. Although he was quiet during the calls. Her curious ears were ever ready to listen. She pretended not to, but she has heard more than he realized.Most names he mentioned sounded unfamiliar. The only familiar name he mentioned was Adrian and Tristan. Apparently it looked like they were still searching for them.She knew he wanted to protect her. That warmed her heart. Gradually she has been seeing so many good sides of him recently. Why couldn't those people leave them alo
Alison woke up earlier than before. The room was dark and completely filled with silence. She sat up on the bed stretching her body. Her body felt sore. She looked at the couch and she didn't see Nicholas.She expected to find him pacing the room or with his phone call.She straightened her shirt, her gaze falling on the closed bathroom door. The light spilling out from beneath it confirmed one thing. He was in there.She was about to lie down back when the door opened. She turned without thinking and froze.Nicholas came out of the bathroom, a white towel hung dangerously low around his waist.His hair was all wet and messy from the shower. Beads of water dropped from his perfectly built chest, and they glided down to the towel.Alison felt like she couldn’t breathe.She knew she should look away but she didn't. More like she wanted to look at him. Her brain was warning her not to look down; everything in her was forcing her to look up, but she found herself looking down at his body
All that Alison could think about was their almost-kiss. She was perfectly sure of it. All Nicholas did was confuse her. That seems to be his daily job which he was perfectly fine in. How could he do that leaving her craving for more.She was frustrated just thinking about it. Or could he possibly be still thinking of her as Amelia? She felt a little hurt thinking of her. She stared at him on the couch. His eyes were closed. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. He seemed a bit awkward on the couch. Even in his sleep, he was invading her mind.She sat up from the bed. Even the bed annoyed her too. A thought crossed her mind. She was about to do something crazy that might make things awkward for them."Nicholas""Nicholas"Nicholas opened his eyes, a few seconds later."Yes" He sat up and looked at her with those gray eyes she had come to talk."I can't sleep" She blurted out. That wasn't what she intended to say but she went with it."Me too" he sighed."Do you want tea?" he asked, and
****Nicholas couldn't understand what was going on. He hasn't heard from Tristan for a while. He didn't know how things were in Adrian's end. He tried calling but he got no response. This was unlike him. He brushed it off noting it would be hard to communicate with him being in Adrian's territory.He watched as Alison slept. She looked so angelic in her sleep. He thought of last night when she confessed to him. He was honestly shocked by her confession and their late-night conversation. He could spend the whole day just hearing her speak. She had such a lovely voice. She was opening up to him now.He watched as she turned in her sleep. She was waking up. She slowly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for some time. Her cheeks turned red, he knew she remembered last night.He had always wanted to tell her how cute her morning face looked. He watched her as she sat up. Her eyes met his. She smiled at him and he found himself smiling too. He walked up to her. "Good morning beauti
The past couple of days, things have been going smoothly for Nicholas and Alison. They have grown closer staying in the underground. Nicholas still hasn't heard anything from Tristan. He knew something was wrong.Things were great with Alison; she has gotten bolder with him, teased him, and talked to Endless. He enjoys hearing her talk. She made me feel human again. Like he wasn't a monster. He was somehow reminded of the first time they met. How she challenged him despite her fear. He found it so funny."You know you can sleep on the bed; it's big enough for two," Alison's voice cut in through his thinking."You sure""Yes, you look so funny on that small couch" she let out a chuckle.Nicholas didn't know whether he would be able to control himself, being stuck with her in just this room was enough torture for him already. He wanted to decline but the look on her face left no room for arguments. He marched towards the bed where she was waiting. She patted the space beside her. She w
Allison's life changed with just a brush stroke.She sat in her chair surrounded by a familiar chaos of unfinished canvases and splattered paint tubes in her small studio apartment. Her new project, Sunset View, half-finished, lay on the easel. She dipped her brush into a touch of pink and orange letting the colors bleed into each other. She smiled at her nearly finished creation. Painting was her only way of escaping reality. It was like freeing herself from the hard reality of life.But even it couldn't shield her from what happened next.A loud noise from outside distracted her. She ignored it and continued painting but the noise persisted. Curiosity filled her and she found herself walking to her open window.Below her apartment lay a dark alley, a kind of place people normally avoided in the nighttime. She saw a trashcan roll from the side. She traced her eyes in that direction, and she saw two men heavily tattooed, their hands holding the arms of a man kneeling before them with
The past couple of days, things have been going smoothly for Nicholas and Alison. They have grown closer staying in the underground. Nicholas still hasn't heard anything from Tristan. He knew something was wrong.Things were great with Alison; she has gotten bolder with him, teased him, and talked to Endless. He enjoys hearing her talk. She made me feel human again. Like he wasn't a monster. He was somehow reminded of the first time they met. How she challenged him despite her fear. He found it so funny."You know you can sleep on the bed; it's big enough for two," Alison's voice cut in through his thinking."You sure""Yes, you look so funny on that small couch" she let out a chuckle.Nicholas didn't know whether he would be able to control himself, being stuck with her in just this room was enough torture for him already. He wanted to decline but the look on her face left no room for arguments. He marched towards the bed where she was waiting. She patted the space beside her. She w
****Nicholas couldn't understand what was going on. He hasn't heard from Tristan for a while. He didn't know how things were in Adrian's end. He tried calling but he got no response. This was unlike him. He brushed it off noting it would be hard to communicate with him being in Adrian's territory.He watched as Alison slept. She looked so angelic in her sleep. He thought of last night when she confessed to him. He was honestly shocked by her confession and their late-night conversation. He could spend the whole day just hearing her speak. She had such a lovely voice. She was opening up to him now.He watched as she turned in her sleep. She was waking up. She slowly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for some time. Her cheeks turned red, he knew she remembered last night.He had always wanted to tell her how cute her morning face looked. He watched her as she sat up. Her eyes met his. She smiled at him and he found himself smiling too. He walked up to her. "Good morning beauti
All that Alison could think about was their almost-kiss. She was perfectly sure of it. All Nicholas did was confuse her. That seems to be his daily job which he was perfectly fine in. How could he do that leaving her craving for more.She was frustrated just thinking about it. Or could he possibly be still thinking of her as Amelia? She felt a little hurt thinking of her. She stared at him on the couch. His eyes were closed. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. He seemed a bit awkward on the couch. Even in his sleep, he was invading her mind.She sat up from the bed. Even the bed annoyed her too. A thought crossed her mind. She was about to do something crazy that might make things awkward for them."Nicholas""Nicholas"Nicholas opened his eyes, a few seconds later."Yes" He sat up and looked at her with those gray eyes she had come to talk."I can't sleep" She blurted out. That wasn't what she intended to say but she went with it."Me too" he sighed."Do you want tea?" he asked, and
Alison woke up earlier than before. The room was dark and completely filled with silence. She sat up on the bed stretching her body. Her body felt sore. She looked at the couch and she didn't see Nicholas.She expected to find him pacing the room or with his phone call.She straightened her shirt, her gaze falling on the closed bathroom door. The light spilling out from beneath it confirmed one thing. He was in there.She was about to lie down back when the door opened. She turned without thinking and froze.Nicholas came out of the bathroom, a white towel hung dangerously low around his waist.His hair was all wet and messy from the shower. Beads of water dropped from his perfectly built chest, and they glided down to the towel.Alison felt like she couldn’t breathe.She knew she should look away but she didn't. More like she wanted to look at him. Her brain was warning her not to look down; everything in her was forcing her to look up, but she found herself looking down at his body
The days went by in the underground room with Nicholas taking care of Alison till she eventually got better. Nicholas didn't leave her as promised. They had enough resources with them. It was almost as if he knew this was going to happen. Although Alison wasn't surprised. Being part of a Mafia, you have to prepare for emergency situations.The outside world was like a mystery to them as the time they spent inside the room passed slowly.As soon as she got better, Nicholas was busy. He's been making more phone calls. Although he was quiet during the calls. Her curious ears were ever ready to listen. She pretended not to, but she has heard more than he realized.Most names he mentioned sounded unfamiliar. The only familiar name he mentioned was Adrian and Tristan. Apparently it looked like they were still searching for them.She knew he wanted to protect her. That warmed her heart. Gradually she has been seeing so many good sides of him recently. Why couldn't those people leave them alo
Alison woke up again, she didn't know when she fell asleep again. She didn't see Nicholas which made her to feel panicked till she saw him lying on the couch. It looked a little odd considering his tall frame. She didn't know where they are. She monitored the unfamiliar room with intent trying to know whether she could guess the place.She stared at Nicholas again, she got off the bed and moved closer to him. A half blanket covered him.His gun was kept to his side. He looked so....tired yet still handsome. This was the first time she has ever seen him sleep.He looked so gorgeous. Alison watched me closely. He looked different. He seemed more... human unlike before. She walked back to her bed sitting on it. She glanced at the half glass of water placed on the table remembering how he took care of her.She wondered why he chose to be in the same room with her. He could have gone to another room. But he didn't. He was still here.A voice in her mind was reminding her she looked like his
Nicholas stared at the almost lifeless body in his arms. His heart nearly stopped beating when she fell into his arms. The image triggered a memory,but a different time, different person, similar situation, and striking resemblance. Alison wasn't going to; he wouldn't let that happen. He ignored the chaos and fighting from the men and picked her up. She needed to be taken to the hospital. He knew it was risky considering they were in the run but that was the only option. "I'll get Luca," Tristan said, aid probably sensing how lost Nicholas was. Luca was a doctor who also helped if any of the gang members got injured. Soon Alison was out of his arms and was being attended to. He didn't want to leave her with Luca but something was really bothering him. He left her with Tristan before going to meet the men who abducted her. He marched towards them with a burning fury in his chest threatening to burst. The men were already tied up and injured. He brought out a sharp knife from his pock
A scream broke the quiet night. Nicholas jolted awake, alert suddenly. His thought was of one person. Alison.He reached for his gun as he heard another scream, louder than the first.He rushed out of his office and dashed towards Alison's room. He could still remember their argument. Damn, he shouldn't have left her alone. He kicked the door open with so much force.No one, he didn't see anyone in the room, and for the first time,, he felt a feeling he didn't think he would feel for a long time.Fear.His eyes drifted to the broken window and the remnant glasses on the floor.She was gone. Alison was gone. He caught sight of blood on the floor. She was injured. Those assholes hurt her, he was going to make them pay. The hands that dared her hurt her, be it whoever Adrian or whatever.His mind was racing as he stared at the blood. He could feel himself getting furious. Now wasn't the time to lose control, he had to find her and whoever took her.He called one of the men who was suppos
Nicholas could barely sleep that night.The image of Alison pressed against the wall with pure anger in her eyes kept interrupting his sleep. Damn it. He shouldn't be thinking about her, he had more pressing matters to deal with.He shouldn't have gotten that close to her. Or touched her in the first place. The look in her eyes stirred something in him. Something he didn't want to feel more like wouldn't accept himself to feel. He nearly lost control and it terrified him.His control was the only thing keeping them alive at the moment. He couldn't afford to lose it.He didn't know what Adrian was planning and he suspected he had something to do with the symbol. He wasn't sure but that was all he could come up with for now. He didn't need Alison digging around. It would just get her killed or force him to do things he wasn't ready for.He couldn't afford for that to happen.Yet... he found himself thinking about her even though he tried to hide it.He loved how she challenged him and