All Chapters of Protecting The Heiress : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

LIATwo days later, I finally find a way forward with the project. After pulling extra hours to refine my ideas, making it much better than before, I’m fairly confident about it. All that’s left is to re-pitch it to the chairperson, Isabella Fontaine. The plan’s in motion, but first, I have a little side task to handle.Currently, Nikolai just pulls up to the sidewalk outside of the department store and throws me a puzzled glance.“Shopping?” he asks, a brow raised.I only smile, not giving him an answer as I slip out of the car. If only he knew we were here to find him a suit.“You haven’t answered my question yet,” he steps out to follow me, his long strides marching mine effortlessly.“You will see.” I reply with a grin, refusing to give him the satisfaction of an answer.He tilts his head in my direction with a suspicious look on his face. “I have a bad feeling abou

NIKOLAIIt’s been twenty minutes and fifty seconds since Lia disappeared into that room. I know this because I’ve been counting. My thumb presses the stopwatch on my watch periodically, though I’d rather not admit how invested I am in this. The air feels too thick to breathe, and I find myself pacing internally even if my body remains anchored to this spot.Lia has worked for this moment, harder than anyone knows, and I need her to win. She deserves this more than anything. If the chairperson says no, I’ve already decided to take matters into my own hands and go through unconventional means to make sure she gets the approval she needs.My eyes keep darting to the door while in the background, Sally’s voice drones on like static. I’ve perfected the art of tuning her out, but every now and then, her voice grates on me, like a mosquito that won’t quit buzzing around your ear. When Lia speaks, it’s music. When Sally speaks...well, I try not to listen.I grit my teeth, trying to focus, but

NIKOLAILia’s face brightens, competing with the fucking sun itself. She flops onto the nearest couch, patting the spot beside her with a playful wave. Her gaze follows me as I stride towards her and stop just at her feet. A smirk forms on my lips as she looks up at me with the eyes burning with an undeniable hunger. I mean this in the humblest way, there isn’t a woman who wouldn’t find me appealing, and Lia isn’t an exception. But knowing Lia wants me to fuck her sends a thrilling jolt through my veins.“Getting bold, huh?” I tease as I cross my arms over each other.I know she’s fucking drunk when she leans into the challenge, unabashed. “Do you want me?”Want her? No, I don’t just want her. I need her. One touch, one kiss, one damn taste, and I’ll be done for. Completely ruined by her. My restraint is hanging by a thread, and hell, I know if I start this, I won’t be able to stop. She’ll be like a drug in my system, and tomorrow, while she’ll wake up drowning in regret, I’ll be sta

NIKOLAI“What’s it?” I say with a raised brow.“Did… I do something wrong?” Her voice is quiet, her fingers fidgeting at her side.“No.”She swallows hard and her throat bobs.“Then why?”“Why what?”“Why have you been acting strange?” each word drops slowly, almost as if she’s afraid of what my answer might be. “Like I did something to piss you off.”I almost scoff. Lia couldn’t piss me off even if she tried, but I’m not about to say that to her face.“You didn’t piss me off,” I say simply, folding my arms.Her gaze drops for a moment before she meets my eyes again, her expression tinged with worry. “I... I know I did some embarrassing things yesterday. One thing in particular that’s probably pissed you off.”My brow furrows. I can’t think of anything Lia could have done to irritate me when she was drunk, but now that she mentioned it, I’m curious. “Which is?"She draws in a shaky breath and squeezes her eyes shut briefly as the words tumble out. “I’m sorry for... for asking you to h

NIKOLAI“I don’t repeat myself,” I groan out.She lowers the can and wipe her mouth with the back of her hand, her expression unbothered. “I’m waiting until Hannah wakes up. I want to see her.”“You won’t be seeing her when she wakes up. Leave.” My voice is flat, final. But Blake, as always, presses on.“And why’s that?” She tosses the empty can into a nearby bin with a loud clatter and crosses her arms.“Because I said so.”She coughs out a rough scoff. “It’s been ages since I saw her. I miss her. So, I’m seeing her whether you like it or not.” “And then leave again?” My voice comes out as a bitter hiss, laced with disdain. I shake my head slowly. “I’m not putting Hannah that emotional stress again.” The thought of watching her disappointment is unbearable; having to explain, once more, why one of her favorite people is walking away with no real reason. There’s a reason it’s only me and Xander in her life now.Blake’s jaw clenches. “Don’t act like I left by choice. I had no other op