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His Broken Angel Photoshoot
"I am afraid it is clearly written in the contract. You will have to do the photoshoot with him," Graham remarked. Angela had signed a collaboration contract with Kings several months ago. They had mutually decided to promote their brand together. Angela's wedding collection and his new hotel chain in Netherlands which was under construction at that time. Back then she was super thrilled for the photoshoot. "Send our best model in my stead. Tell them I am busy," Angela said in a dismissive tone."They have refused to accept any changes in the contract. I offered the same as I suspected you might not want to partake but they refused," Graham responded with a straight face. Her lips pressed into a thin straight line."Okay, when is it?" she asked. "Tomorrow," Graham answered."Are you serious?" Angela asked incredulously. The same day she called and asked Nickaulas. She was avoiding him since that night when he cornered her in the kitchen but she had to discuss this with him. She as
His Broken Angel Swimming
"Closer, please," the director's voice came from somewhere, to Angela's irritation. Nick was more than pleased to comply the request. His eyes held onto hers with a fierce intensity as he came closer, blocking her vision with his handsome face. Hovering over her, he looked so huge and formidable from her viewpoint that she felt like a prey. The weight of his stare was too much, she lowered her gaze to his shirt which happened to have its first three buttons undone, allowing sinful peeks of his inked chest. Nick put his forefinger under her chin and lifted her face back up, reconnecting their eyes. He made no effort to hide the effect she was having on him. His focus flickered to her mouth as he pressed the rim of glass between the seam of her lips. Desire throbbed hard in his veins as she parted her pink lips. There was something very erotic about that action of hers. Something very sexual. He tilted the glass, making her drink the wine, swallowing down his impulsive desires at t
His Broken Angel Holding Back
"What are you doing? Put me down" she demanded as he carried her outside her room bridal style. Her voice bounced off the empty hall's walls. They were all alone in the giant hotel. Nick didn't heed her demand and continued to march towards the poolside with his long legs. Fate droplets hit her face as they stepped out in the rain. She squinted at the clouded sky before closing her eyes, feeling the rain slowly soaking her dress.Nick pushed her face close to his chest, shielding her from raindrops. He felt a familiar warmth spreading through his insides as he stared down at her. Her eyes were closed and lip slightly parted. Some raindrops sliding down her flawless skin. She looked serene. Without him knowing, his lips curled into a gentle smile. He wasn't a fan of drenching in rain but with her, it felt like a welcoming adventure. "Open your eyes, sweetheart," he cooed to her when they reached the pool. Angela slowly opened her eye
His Broken Angel Helplessness
They returned Spain the next morning. The cold tension between them could be felt in air. Even in plane, they sat far away from each other. Angela was quieter whereas Nick was more oppressive than usual. His frowning face continued to scare people off throughout the journey. This short trip had made her realise something. She needed to end this facade of engagment with Theo. He didn't love her, she didn't love him. It was unfair to both of them. Theo had asked her to accompany him to a launch party some days ago and she had agreed. Tomorrow was that event. She decided to broach the subject with him then. It was more complicated considering their engagement was in public eyes as they had announced their engagement to the world. Another broken relationship. She hoped media wouldn't show much interest in it like the last time. Theo picked her up from her building and they reached the event in less then thirty minutes. It was the launch party of a restaurant. Angela felt awkward ever
His Broken Angel Saving Her
Panic roared through him when Stefan broke the news. She was in that building. He asked about her and the answer set his nerves on fire. Without delaying, he rushed out of his office to go there. All he felt was an unrelenting desperation to see her. His men were searching for her but they had not found her yet. She has to be alright. He would burn the whole world if something happened to her. He drove at the highest speed and reached the place in less than ten minutes. He muscled his way through the thick crowd, his worried gaze frantically searching for her, dying to get a single glimpse of her. Where was she? His heart was knocking wildly against his ribcage as he scoured through the crowd. A constant dull ache searing his chest. Nick had never felt this scared before not even for his own life. When he couldn't find her in crowd, he stalked towards the building that had smoke billowing out of its windows. His features stiff in resolve and gaze hard. He marched toward
His Broken Angel Heartbeat
"It seems the stress caused her to body to shut down. She should be fine," the doctor told him. Nick gave her an absent nod while staring at her."Let me treat your hands," the doctor eyed his burnt hands with unease. Nick tore his gaze off Angela and glanced down at his hands. He raised them and examined with a blank face. The blisters in his hands had long burst and were now oozing blood. He had felt no pain until now. The anxiety to bring her to safety had numbed all the other emotions. "Oh God! Is she okay?" Nick turned and found Ara at the door. Her brows drawn together with worry as she took in Angela's state. The woman headed towards her without waiting for an answer."She is alright," Nick responded before his gaze flickered to Killian who followed Ara inside. A grave look was set across his features. "What happened?" Killian asked without moving his gaze from Angela. " Short-circuit," Nick answered as his gaze returned to her out of habit. A soft expression on his face as
His Broken Angel Park
He wanted to kiss her again. Fuck that, he was dying to bite into those juicy lips and submerge his senses into their sweetness. He absently chomped down on the apple he was holding wishing it was her lips while his hawk-like eyes followed every small movements of her mouth as she conversed with Nichelle. Blissfully unaware of the dirty thoughts running through his mind. She had no idea how much she occupied his mind. Be it night or day, he was always thinking about her. All the damn time. "Why are you staring at Angela like that, brother?" Nichelle asked suddenly, interrupting his thoughts. Angela's confused gaze swept in his direction. He didn't bother to look away and pretend he wasn't eye-fucking her all this while. Her eyes widened a fraction when she noticed the feral intensity in his eyes. A blush heated her cheeks and she lowered her gaze to he plate. "Like what?" he questioned without moving his eyes from the object of his desire. "Like you want to eat her alive," Nic
His Broken Angel Breaking News
Angela woke up a little late next morning, feeling a little better. After finishing her abulations she went out. Carla and Lina had already arrived and were in kitchen. "Good morning," Angela entered the kitchen and greeted them with a smile, catching both maid's attention. "Good morning," both the women greeted in unison. "Has Nichelle eaten?" she asked while picking up a cold pancake from the tray. "Yes. And I am making you the fresh pancakes. You can leave that," Carla told her. Angela perked up and gave her a wide grin. "Thank you, Carla. I don't know what would I have doen without you," she chirped and settled herself down on a chair. Carla smiled in response. After months, their madam was looking in a good mood. She wanted to compliment her but decided not to in fear of tempting fate. They missed her chirpy sides, her silly pranks, and her vivacious laughter. Angela was enjoying teasing Lina with Jonas when her phone rang. It was Graham. She answered it. "Hello," she spok
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