Angela tried third time but the words inked on the yellow page refused to get into her head. Her head was already crammed with other thoughts. She still had not recovered from the shocking revelation.Nichelle. She is alive. She knew Nikaulas had a sister who died in a car accident four years ago. The news of her death was all over the media. Everyone was unsettled by the news including Angela. For the girl was too young to leave the world like this. Only 17. Ara and Killian had also visited the bereaved family to pay their condolensces. But the truth was entirely different. She was alive. And she was here. Why did they lie to the world? Why was she here and not with her family? Does Mr. and Mrs. King know about her? The girl needed to be with her family. In just one meeting she had grown so attached to her. It clearly indicated her desperation for a freind. Her pondering boiled down to one conclusion. She needed to talk to Nikaulas. As if on cue, the doorbell rang. Angela per
"I didn't mean that. I just want to say that she is too young to live here on her own. This is not her home. A hospital room can't be her room. I spent only two hours with her, just a few nice words and she was afraid of letting me go. She is alone and loneliness is not good for her," she kept her voice calm and gentle, hoping he will understand. Angela had felt what loneliness feel like. Nothing can be scar than the thought of being all alone in a world full of people. After her parents' death, she withdrew from the world. The loss of her parents and her legs had robbed her off of her confidence and will to live. If not for Ara, Angela might have succumbed to her pain long ago. Maybe it was her chance to pay back the kindness she had received. "I don't know why she is not staying with your parents but if there is a problem with that, I assure you I can look after her," she offered meekly. "Why are you so concerned about her? What's your motive?" he enquired, leveling her with a
"Hmmm...I am going to find the princess and punish her for being fairer then me," Angela played along and began looking for Nichelle who was hiding in the kitchen. Nichelle was still a mystery for Angela. Angela didn't know much about Nichelle's condition only that the fatal accident had caused her age regression. She was physcially grown up but still a child by mind. Her heart bled for this girl. She had caught her glimpse a handful times in parties before the accident. Her eyes now lacked that glintof intelligence that she had seen in them during their few run-ins. Angela also wondered why Nikaulas had forbidden her from taking Mr. and Mrs. King's name in front of her. What was this puzzle. Angela smiled when she caught the hem of her pink dress peeking from behind the refrigerator. very quietly, she moved in her direction. "Boo," she shouted to startle her. Nichelle jumped in her spot and squealed, causing Angela to burst into a fit laughter. After playing hide and seek for
Nikaulas' tiltedhis head, appraisingthe trembling being in front of him. The man's hands were clasped together and his eyes were pleading for mercy. Of course, what Nik had for him was better than mercy. His urine drenchedpants was offputting for sure. Nik snorted. What a waste of cock. "I..I can be very useful. I have intels on them," the man tried to negotiate in a shaking voice. Nikaulas smirked, amused. " I am sure, you have," Nik replied, lookingat his prey with a wicked glint in his eyes. His statement brought a silver of confidence to the man. "I will share them with you in return you willsparemy life," the man put forth. He tried to sound brave but the tremor in his voice betrayed him. Nik leaned forward, holding his eyes. "I have something better.How about you give me the intels and I release you," Nikaulas offered and appraised the man's reaction. The man's e
Leah moaned as Nikaulas devoured her mouth. Her hands were clasping his shoulder while his arms were wrapped around her waist. They were in his study right now, enjoying the moments they had stolen. Leah had come straight to his study when she learned he was alone in there. Angela was in the garden with Theo and Nichelle. " Divorce her and I'll divorce Theo. Let's get married," Leah breathed while peppering kisses down his throat. She gasped when she felt a hard tug on her hair. He forced her face up to meet his gaze. "Divorce her huh?" he sneered down at her. Leah stared at him, scared by the shift in his demeanour. He dragged her towards the window that overlooked the garden. He observed as his gaze searched and then rested on someone. "Do you see that woman?" he clasped his hands behind his back and jutted his chin out. Leah followed his line of gaze and saw Angela. She was laughing at something Theo had said. Her brows contracted in confusion. "She was attacked six ti
"So, is this your first time in a village?" Theo questioned in an attempt to strike a conversation. "No. Acually I have spent a good share of my childhood in a village in England. Shere, It's a beautiful village," Angela replied with a nostalgic smile on her face. She missed Shere and she also missed, Ara, Jenna, and Robert. "Never heard of it," Theo's brows puckered as he wondered out. Angela smiled brightly. "It's not really a popular tourist place. Just a small simple village. No fancy buildings, no hustling crowd. Perfect place to be when you want to take a break from the rush of life," she remarked. "So was your family taking a break?" Theo asked. His question caused her smile to waver. Family. She had lost her family even before she knew what family means. Nikaulas observed the subtle change in her expression through the rear-view mirror. "No. I was there for safety purpose. My parents were killed in an accident when I was four and the killer was after me. So Killian s
Angela woke up with a start. Her hazy mind couldn't remember what woke her up until another scream pierced through the air, sending her up. The wailing scream rife with pain and anger. She tossed the duvet away and swung her legs down only to let out a hiss when her feet punched the cold floor with more force than she had intended. She bit down on her lip and grabbed the nightstand to help herself up. The noise was coming from upstairs. She could hear things being tossed violently. Angela hastily sat down on her wheelchair and steer it outside. She glanced up at the heaps of stairs. Too anxious to be intimidated by it. The woman held the railing and began dragging herself up, ignoring the pain. The noise growing louder as she moved up. The door to Nichelle's room was wide open. Her stomach churned with anxiety and she hurreidly made her way towards her room. "Tell me...tell me," she heard Nichelle screaming and crying in between loud thuddings. Angela entered the room and felt her
"Ain't you a curious little kitten?" his voice deeper and gruff. She was still struggling to understand what was going on when he surprised her by stepping forward, closing all the distance for once and all. Startled, she backed away. She was gaping at him with her large bewildered eyes. "But I wonder if you know curioisty kills the kitten?"Just to tease her more, he continued to advance. "You..you are mistaking my purpose. I am concerned," she willed herself to answer while backing away from him. For her every back step, he took a step forward."Concern, eh? Looks like this mafia lord really lucked out in marriage department. Got an angel for a wife," he husked in a smooth baritone, peering curiously into her wide green eyes. Her heart leaped to her throat when he bent his face and breathed hotly against her ear. A shiver curled down her entire being. "Right, Angel," he rasped in her ear, making her breath go haywire. She licked her lips and tried to take a step back but her wobb