Angela blinked hard, processing everything. Nichelle, grinning threw herself in her arms. Angela stumbled backward by the suddenness. "Angela, I missed you so much," she beamed and gave her a tight hug. The shock was forgotten for a moment. Angela smiled and hugged her back, "I missed you too." Angela had really missed her. Nichelle drew away after a moment and gave her a scowl. "You promised you would come to see me but you didn't. Why?" Nichelle demanded, frowning. Angela grimaced. She indeed had promised her and was willing to follow through it but there was no way to do it without talking to him. "I am sorry, Nichelle," Angela apologized. She knew she wouldn't understand her situation so apology was the better thing to do. "How are you here?" she asked, confused."She wanted to see you so I brought her here," a familiar deep voice resounded. She looked over Nichelle and found Nick standing not much further. He was looking right at her with a cryptic smile dancing on his li
"I will be back to check upon her," he adjusted the lapel of his suit. After that, he strode towards her as if about to give her a good-bye kiss. He stopped in front of her and lifted his hand. Her brows slightly creased in confusion. With a rare gentleness, he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. But he didn't let go. He rubbed the thin strand against his thumbpad, feeling its soft texture. "See you tomorrow," he whispered softly to her and finally let go of her hair. He stepped back and turned to leave. .........Nickaulas was aware of women's wistful aimed at him as he made his way towards the VIP lift. He used to enjoy women's attention in his young years but now it didn't really matter. His P.A greeted him as he stepped out the lift. She read him his schedule while walking him towards his new office. There were only two offices on the floor. His and hers. He entered through the door and looked around his new office and turned towards his P.A."Has she come?" he question
"Almost all designes are same. It can't be a coincident," Graham remarked They were discussing Gemstone, a rival company's new launch. Their new collection had pieces quite similar to the ones Alma was currently working on. "How is that possible?" Angela wondered out. The designes were not shared with anyone outside the company. But again they were way too similar to pass off as a coincident. "Looks like your Alma has a snitch," Nick smirked, amused. To her great displeasure, the man was sitting right beside her. Completely unbothered. Twice she had felt his thigh brushing hers. She knew him enough to figure it wasn't accidental. Angela had no idea why he was attending this meeting. He knew absolutely nothing about Alma. But as irritated as she was by his involvement she couldn't help but agree to his point. This wasn't the first time their designes were copied. Martin had also somehow got his hands on her designes. She had let the matter go after he made a public apology to her o
He asked one of the employees about her and the answer seared him to his core. She had gone out on lunch with Graham.Angela wasn't expecting to have her plate tossed away violently. Graham was equally shocked, his jaw hanging low. She glanced up only to have her heart freeze inside her chest. Nick was standing over their table, glaring daggers at her. His face was flushing in rage. His eyes emitting pure rage and disappointment. Her stomach flipped. She didn't even notice him gripping the edge of their table. She flinched and her eyes popped out when he upended the table. Angela was still gaping at the wrecked table in shock and missed his resentful glare once more before turning around and storming off. When Angela returned to her office she was more than displeased to see the condition of her room. Food was strewn all over the floor and large stains blotching the walls. Files were scattered around. Her heartbeat stopped when she spotted him sitting behind the desk. His fists clas
The atmosphere suddenly turned hostile as both men staredown each other with murderous intent. They both looked on the edge of tearing each other apart. Angela caught the tension between them. The malignant menace and resentment they held for each other. She had not expected Theo to be standing outside her building and for Nickaulas to be inside her apartment. Angela's heart stilled for a moment when his seething gaze turned to her. "What is he doing here?" Nick clenched his fists and demanded. He did not bother to hide his displeasure in his tone. Angela's mind went blank in the face of his angry glare. "It's her home. She doesn't need your permission," Theo answered for her. His tone just as cold as Nick's. Muscles along Nick's jaw clenched and he continued to look at Angela. "I asked you something, Angel," Nick sounded at the edge of losing his patience. Angela collected herself and matched his glare head on. "He is here because I want him to," Angela replied in a cal
The next morning Angela was surprised to see a couple of bulky men guarding her apartment's door. She was about to ask them their business when Jonas rushed over and told her that they were here to guard her."Boss was tipped off that one of his rivals is planning something against him," Jonas told her. For that reason, Nick had emplyed more guards for his family's protection. People who were following him should know by now what she meant to him. He didn't want to take any risk. "But I am not his family," Angela stated and turned to the guards. "You don't need to guard me. I am not his responsibility. You both are free," Angela assured them with a polite smile so that they don't feel offended. Both guards exchanged a glance with each other. "We are instructed to guard you, ma'am. We cannot disobey boss," one of the men stated. Angela didn't argue further. She knew it was going to lead nowhere.Nick was already in the office talking to someone over the phone when she came. He glanc
Nick was numb with shock when he learned it. The news was all over the TV after the official announcement. She got engaged with Theo and they were about ot marry. He read and reread their joint statement that they had put out on their social handles just a few minutes ago. It wasn't making sense to him. When did this happen? Why is she doing this? The shock was replaced by a mix of emotions. He felt rage, anxiety, frustration, fear clawing his heart raw. Pain throbbed through every nerve of his being. She was taking it too far. Way too far. He needed answers.He loudly banged on her door not caring it was middle of the night. The guards guarding her door exchanged wary glances with each other but stayed back. A few moments later, the door opened. Angela was standing on the other side. She looked at him confused probably wondering why he was here at this time.Nick strode past her inside the hall. The moment he brushed past her, something clicked in Angela. He knows. Nick paus
"Where is she?" Angela questioned. The lights were dim and a soft music was going on in background, the view from their table was breath-taking. It was a romantic set-up.Theo's forehead creased. "I don't know," Theo replied, his gaze boring holes into the plate. After divorce, they didn't see each other again. "You really don't know?" Angela questioned, not buying his lie. Theo sighed and rubbed a hand down his face. "She is in Moscow. Enjoying her life to the fullest," There was a hint of resentment in his voice when he said ths last part. She had resumed dancing after their divorce and was always travelling from one place to another. He shouldn't have known that but he did. She moved on from their marriage as though it never existed. A momentary silence followed. Now that Angela think about it, the signs were always there. Angela was quite perceptive but Leah had always confused her. She could not really understand her personality. Back in Netherlands she had sensed Lea