All Chapters of A Night With My Ex's Father : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

BLAIR'S POV What the hell was that? I certainly hadn't been expecting it. I was still a little flustered that Alexander made Nicole sign a marriage contract then also announced his relationship with her to both our parents. I was still dissatisfied and I was angry at Alexander. He knew it that Nicole's presence affected me but still he went on with forcing to sign it."Its total shit", I muttered to myself as a mad man as I stepped into the kitchen, where Nicole's mother was slicing a lime, and fixing herself a drink."Hey Blair, what's up?", She asked with a smile on her face which I probably wasn't ready to return."Just looking for something to drink that isn't champagne." I replied carelessly."Oh, here, let me make you one of these." She pulled open the fridge and took out a bottle of sparkling water. She filled two glasses with ice, popped a couple lime slices in each and filled them with the sparkling water, handing one to me."This is perfect, thanks so much." I said then wal

NICOLE'S POV.When I left the house to meet Herrera, I was nervous, but determined. Adrenaline and an odd sense of excitement were pumping through my veins at the thought that Herrera would finally get what was coming to him and that Alexander trusted me enough to be a part of it. I hadn't seen Herrera face to face in several days, and in that amount of time, I had been a bit okay but now he was threatening me again.Herrera asked me to meet him in Manhatten, so after I got myself ready, I headed that way. On a good day, it was about a forty-five-minute drive, but the weather was beautiful and the water was crystal clear as I made my way over the bridge. The coffee shop he picked was in Times Square and so I hopped out of the taxi a block or two up, hoping the fresh air would calm my nerves. I rubbed my thumb against the indentation on my finger where my ring had been just a little while ago. Alexander didn't want to give him any indication that we were married yet, but I had been co

ALEXANDER'S POV "She left again", I muttered to myself like a mad man. It was because of me and I was restless in my room. She left because I scolded her. I didn't give a damn at first but as minutes passed, I felt bad. I had a feeling that something was going to be bad on her side. As soon as that thought popped up in my mind, I i'mmediately walked out of my room, then made it to her room.She wasn't at home again, the door was locked and that immediately ruined my situation more. Fury pulsed through my veins as I thought about everything. She must have gone to find Herrera, her ex boyfriend whom she didn't know that I knew about. Was she out of her god damn mind? What could she possibly be thinking? I knew she was probably looking for some kind of closure, but nothing good would come from this. Herrera would never give her what she wanted, and she'd feel even more drained and defeated. But she was too damn stubborn to tell me everything her ex boyfriend threatened her with .All I

NICOLE'S POV I woke up to a harsh light blinding my eyes, I was tied down to a chair. I wiggled against the restraints but nothing worked."It won't work." A voice said, and I froze. The voice. It was John, the bastard I was supposed to give a lap dance then instead gave it to Alexander. I glanced up to see him emerge from the darkness, he wasn't alone. A blonde guy appeared from the corner, he stood guard in front of the door. His blonde hair was curly, his eyes were a vivid brown, his button nose crinkled as he looked at me, he had the same skull tattoo but instead of it being on his hand it was displayed against his neck."I know exactly who you are." I shouted."Of course you do but it won't change anything." He stated proudly and I froze.Good lord! I was in a room with a psychopath.I find it disgusting. All those people he's killed, the children he's murdered. He's nothing but a killer, a monster who doesn't love."What do you want from me? I haven't done anything to you." I

Life isn't fair. You're never taught that growing up though. Some parents would give you the world as a child, buying whatever toy you wanted in the store with much less than a "please" no matter the price or knowing you'd only touch it once.Then you become an adult, in my case twenty two. Now have bills and life long aspires you want to accomplish. While living off of minimum wage with debt more expensive than a mortgage. Which you probably won't get until your thirties, if you're smart with your money at such a young age.Or if you had the parental support.I tell myself it's fine. Stop overthinking it. Just sail through life. Ignore its hurricane weather that seems to approach with every gust of wind that takes me further into the unforgiving seas.I was always taught to have two people on a sail boat incase you go overboard.But I'm soloing this lifelong unwanted adventure with my feet hanging over the edge. Debating of just getting the inevitable over with and jumping just to fe