All Chapters of LITTLE MISS KATE AND THE MAFIAN CEO: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

He'd been standing with his back to her but as Katherine stepped out into the cool starry skied darkness that was fast blooming into a beautiful night, he turned. No other man could've worn such an immaculate evening dress with such an outlandish amount of panache. The color code was bordeaux, which originally wasn't a bright colour to begin with, but his was so dark it was almost black, save for the patches here and there that glinted a claret wine color under the moonlight. Dressed in his expensive-looking Bordeaux tux, his raven black hair emphasized his 'dark and mysterious' look, and reminded a lot of a younger version of a main character- whose name was Vlad Impaler- in a movie she'd seen few years back, called "Dracula Untold." He began to stride towards her in his usual way and Katherine froze where she was. Her legs which had turned to jelly at the sight of him were telling her that soon, they'd not be able to bear her body's weight if she did not stop. His gaze glided ove

"I can't believe you could do something so spendthrift!" Katherine confuted, setting her purse on the polished mahogany table. "Do what?" Nick quizzed in a honeyed voice, a phony look of innocence on his face. "I thought I was being considerate by renting an office apartment so we could get on with formulating our policy?" "Well…this isn't just any office apartment. I mean, haven't you looked around you at all?!" She remarked, brown almond eyes sweeping past the sumptuous space in a quick assesive glance. "This place must cost a fortune!" She continued. "Three hundred dollars per hour, to be exact." He interjected, and her lips pursed in surprise. "That's even higher than I'd expected!" She said, her voice coming in a near whisper. "We could've just stayed behind at Cole Corp like you always do. Why did you do something so unnecessary?" Just then, there was a brief knock on the door. Katie's eyes flew up to meet Nicholas Smith's, surprise clearly written in them. "Come in."

Katherine Cooper closed her laptop for the second time and sighed. Nick looked up immediately, slightly distracted. "Something wrong?" He quizzed, obsidian eyes searching her weary face for answers. Katie shook her head, long chocolate waves swishing from side to side."I'm sorry. I just…'' She trailed off, and then let out another sigh. "We've been working on this for almost a week now, and still we are yet to have any positive results. I mean, if it were possible for us to formulate a policy with over fifty percent success rate, by now, shouldn't we have done it already?"Nicholas Smith remained silent. "At least the ones you've happened to come up with are way better." She continued. "You know what? Yesterday, I started wondering how it could be possible that we haven't hit the jackpot yet, what exactly we could be missing out on..." her voice trailed off somewhere along. " I mean, could it be me? Is there something I'm missing, or something I'm doing wrong? I just wish I'd-"

Katherine Cooper approached Nicholas Smith with maddening fury. She walked right up to him until they were staring eyeball to eyeball, their noses almost touching. He'd remained rigid on the spot he stood all the while, waiting for her. Not that she had expected him to flinch or take a step backwards, anyway."I just said, that you will not be taking up to an hour with whatever shit you gotta do in there, before you get your ass down here, so I can drive your sorry ass home!" She glowered, poking his rock hard wall of a chest with her finger. At that moment his lips hardened into a firm line, his expression darkening. Katie didn't care."Now, this is what is going to happen." She said, taking another step forward. Any more and she'd be walking right into him. "I give you ten minutes, Nicholas Smith!" Katie said, punctuating each word of his name with a poke. "Ten minutes no later." She reemphasized. Nick remained silent, a smirk tickling the corners of his lips. 'Ah, there she wa

Kate pulled out the old leather bag full of uncle John's handy tools from the drawer in the basement with a huff. Now that the wiring of her house was finally back on track again - thanks to Nicholas Smith once more, she had decided that the next repairs to be made to her beloved old house from her renovating list, was the plumbing. Recently, she'd had a lot on her mind with formulating the policy every evening after work with Nick, so her plans for renovation of home sweet home had been pushed off to the farthest part of her mind. Not since this morning, though. When she'd nearly been cooked alive in her tub with the water that ran down her pipes after she'd turned the faucet for a cold bath. That was the end of procrastination for her. She'd decided it right there and then that today would be the day she'd roll up her sleeves and get to work. All by herself. Katie couldn't lie, she was no plumber. In fact, she'd never even done anything related to fixing a leaky pipe before. But