The whole night passed by crying and barely sleeping. Nicolas' bloody body, his unconscious face, his last kiss, and his voice were echoing in my ears and the whole scene was playing in front of my eyes, whenever I tried to close my eyes. Imagining Nicolas dead was so difficult for me. It was increasing my inner turmoil and the fear of losing something significant. Amidst all the mess, the maid Scarlett left food in my room for dinner. But I was not in the condition of eating something right then. My appetite was long gone.After Scarlett, none came into my room. The whole house was a mess. Shattered glasses, furniture, and blood were everywhere.The next morning, I woke up with a bitter headache and red eyes. I managed to freshen up and take a quick shower but didn't make a move to leave the room.The previous night's activities would keep rolling in my mind if I let myself get outside. I couldn't believe that Delilah was dead. I never thought that Delilah was mentally ill. She jus
"Remember, my boss is a cold-blooded bastard. You even won't understand his mood. If he's happy, he smiles and if he's angry, he also smiles. Nick was the updated version of him but I noticed a lot of changes about him." Bella whispered while leading me through a long hallway."Don't make eye contact with Valentino otherwise he's talking to you. Keep looking straight into his eyes when he's talking to you. Don't talk unless he asks you something. You get it?" She looked at me and waited for my reply."Yes, I get it." I nodded and kept walking with her.Right now we're in the hospital where I first came a month ago when Nicolas drowned me in the water for nothing and I met Alfredo here, Stephen's twin brother plus one of the personal doctors of the mafia family. We're on the tenth floor right now and the whole floor is dead silent. Nicolas' men were guarding the entire floor and so the entire hospital.Stephen and Victor were talking outside a white door at the end of the hallway. The
Despite the disinclination, Stephen led me towards the elevator and then we reached the top floor of the building. Passing the hallway we entered a white room. Everything in that room was white except the long conference desk and chairs. They're black. At the head of the table was sitting a man in his early fifties, in a while buttoned up shirt and black slacks. His wrinkly face was clean-shaven, his white and black mixed combed hair was pushed back and his thin lips were holding a cigar."Hello, Ms. Rauf. Nice to finally meet you." He spoke softly before taking a long drag from his cigar.His cold voice was so mysterious that I forgot Alex, Mariano, John, Romano, Eva, Alfredo, Amelie and Victor were sitting around the table. They were dead silent. The darkness, dangerousness, ruthlessness, and devilishness were gone from their characteristics. The only thing screaming in their eyes was fear, subordination, and obligation. "Please have a seat, dear." The old man smiled and motioned m
Two weeks passed like a year. Nicolas was out of danger, thanks to God because I didn't want him dead or in a coma. Alfredo and Amelie, the doctors of the crime family, told Nicolas not to get back to work for another two weeks. They suggested he stay on proper bed rest.Today the doctors finally released Nicolas from the hospital and we were getting ready to go to his house. In the two weeks, I used to meet Nicolas every day. For the first three days, he was unconscious but then started getting better on account of better observation. Helping the handsome Hulk with his shirt was so difficult for me. His tattooed, naked chest was so hot to look at nowhere but it. The sexy look he was giving me, was silently killing me. I was trying to keep myself calm but Nicolas was giving me no room to calm down. "Stop touching me, Nicolas! Or I'll slap you on your wound." I hissed when he ran his thumb on my erect nipple. "Ouch!" He pouted and grinned like a child, and, girl was it attractive.
Nicolas looked behind quickly without waiting for Grover's reply. I followed his move as I turned around and looked behind through the back window. My eyes went wide and a gasp left my lips immediately."For fuck's shake, not now!" Nicolas growled. A dozen police cars were chasing after us. They seemed like they were determined to arrest Nicolas today and tonight.Nicolas quickly pulled out his phone and started tapping something on the phone. When he finished tapping, his phone buzzed and he received the call."And you're fucking telling me this now?!" Nicolas boomed suddenly to the person other side of the phone before giving me a quick glance.Pure horror and anger were written all over his face. "What's happening, Nicolas?" I asked in confusion as well as fear."Nothing. Everything is going to be fine. Don't worry." He leaned forward and gave me kisses on my forehead and cheeks.And then, I noticed he pulled out a gun from somewhere. I gasped when I understood what he was being
"Fucking cops!" Nicolas growled before grabbing the door to get out of the car.Following Nicolas, I also got out of the car. The cops were now surrounding us from everywhere, pointing their guns at us.Stephen, John, Victor, Mariano, and Alexander got out of their car. "Where's our men?" Nicolas growled at Stephen."They're on the way. Will be here in a few moments." Stephen murmured quickly."Officer, get out of the car. You got us so stop playing hide and seek." Nicolas called out before letting out a humorous laugh. The cops were outside their car, except for one car. They're observing Nicolas and his team members' every move as they're waiting for their brutal move. The car doors opened as three officers got out of the car, one of them was utterly familiar to me, Uncle Jacob; my neighbor and the police officer of our town police department."Uncle Jacob?" I gasped.He's here for me. He promised he'd rescue my parents from Nicolas hostage and then he'd get me.Wait, that means
Our life is so unpredictable and perplexing. Our peace and happiness are not always long-lasting. In our unpredictable life everything is temporary, isn't it?And my happiness with Nicolas was also temporary though I wanted it to last forever. My little brain wasn't working the moment I left Nicolas as I was standing between the two hellholes. The car stopped in front of a hotel. I was in a crying mess. I could feel my mascara and eyeliner smeared all over my face. Uncle Jacob took my hand and led me inside the hotel. In the morning, we had to face the embassy so that he could take me back to my country. After muttering a small 'good night' to Uncle Jacob, I entered the room and lay down on the bed. I felt numb.Was I doing the right thing? Would I be able to forget Nicolas? Hell, no. I didn't want to forget him.Then I understood, that I needed to talk to my parents. If I told them that Nicolas wasn't the man he was looking like, they'd surely understand. My family was very stric
When I woke up, it was 8 pm. I got up from my bed and made my way to the bathroom. After freshening up, I walked downstairs. It felt so good after the long nap. I needed it.When I was walking down the stairs, the smell of delicious food hit my nostrils. I understood mom was cooking in the kitchen. "Hey, mom. What are you making for dinner?" I grinned and walked into the kitchen. "Oh, you're up. I made your favorite dishes with dessert." Mom smiled widely."Oh, mom. I missed them." I smiled back before helping Mom prepare the dining table. Dad and Ellerie were watching a television show. A few minutes later granny came downstairs and we talked. I apologized to her and she accepted my apology. She told me that she missed me and what happened had happened, now I have to be a great woman. Our conversation was short because Mom called us. We sat at the dining table and finished dinner.After helping Mom wash dishes, I joined Dad, Ellerie, and Granny on the couch with Mom. It felt like