Nick immersed himself in work and broke all contacts with Theo and Leah. He couldn't help but feel sore with Theo as well. It was his first heartbreak. And it hurt worse than a bullet straight to heart. The worst thing was he didn't know how to numb it. Leah also didn't try to contact him again. They were not the only people, he had isolated himself from everyone. A week later, deep in night, he got a message from Leah that said Theo had gone somewhere after a heated fight with his dad. And wasn't picking calls. Nobody knew where he was. She asked him if he could tell where he could go.Nick shook his head in disappointment. Theo could be such a drama queen sometimes. He got inside his car and sped towards where he thought he was. And as he had expected, he was right there. Half of dozen bottles were littered around Theo while he emptied another one. He was heavily drunk. He even had difficulty in turning his head when he heard rustling sound. His lips tugged up into a lopsided gr
"You cannot be serious, dad," Nickaulas sounded very displeased by his dad's words. They were in his dad's study. Chris had just broke the news to him that he was going to marry Angela Hernandez, daughter of Sebastian Hernandez. "She is a nice girl," his dad replied calmly. "And I should marry her because she is a nice girl?" Nick questioned, close to losing his temper. " She is a very sweet girl. Very down to the earth and is running her own company," Christoph explained. "She cannot walk, dad," Nick emphasised, appalled at the fact how conveniently his dad had ignored such an important detail. Chris' lips pressed into a tight line. "I have already given my words. I cannot take it back," Chris stated in finality. That only stoked his fury. "And did you not think for once that I should be involved in it considering its about my life?" Nick slammed his hands on the table. Why the fuck everyone thinks they can make decisions for him. "You were too busy wasting away behind that w
She was prettier in person and had very beautiful eyes. It was a shame she cannot walk. The brightness in them made him realise she was a dreamer. Definitely not a match. His gaze on their own slipped to her mouth when they spread into a warm smile. Along with her lips, her eyes smiled too as though she was genuinly happy to see him. She was......strange. "Hii," she said sweetly and pushed herself forward to get down. Nick watched her with a flicker of disappointment as she struggled to even stand. And his dad wanted her to rule mafia alongside him. How would she ever protect herself from his enemies if she can't even stand. "Let me," Nick bent and lifted her in his arms. Staring ahead, he carried her inside the restaurant and settled her down in the chair. He failed to notice awe in Angela's eyes. The man took the chair across from her and sat down. A few moments passed in awkward silence. The waiter arrived to take orders."Wine for me," he looked over at Angela with his steel
After the discussion, he returned to her room. She was asleep. He went inside and stopped near her bed. Her lashes were drenched, her cheeks swollen and red, they were wet with tears which she had mourned for their child. She looked pathetic. He couldn't help but pity her. "Don't tell her about that," he told the doctor without looking away from Angela. He wasn't sure she would be able to handle the news, atleast not now. He himself was having a hard time dealing with it. Saying that he turned around to leave. He told his P.A to pay the bills and take care of everything here. He needed some time for himself. The night he spent drinking at his secret place all alone. He threw the rocks into the pond and watched them jumping through the water. He did want a child of his own. ...................."John Meyer has agreed to sell his company to us. When should I schedule a meeting with him?" his P.A asked. Nick didn't reply. His P.A looked up to find him fixedly staring at the wall acro
His tensed muscles loosenes when he felt her tiny fingers curl around his bracelet-clad wrist in an attempt to swivel him towards her. Her strength wasn't enough to even budge him. But he did let her turn him around. She could turn him wherever and however she liked, he was ready to face anything and he wouldn't complain as long as she held his hand just like this. Her cheeks were flustered with the amount of anger she was feeling. She shoved hard at his chest only to have herself stumble back in response. The woman would have fallen down if not for Nickaulas' strong arms holding her in time. "What the fuck were you doing?" her eyes were narrowed and her cute nose flaring. She looked adorable. An earnest desire to peck her nose woke up in him. "First, I don't like hearing such bad words from your mouth and second, you should be glad I didn't end his sorry life. I was very tempted to do so," he replied not as sternly. "I'll fucking say whatever the fuck I want and now get your fu
Nickaulas pushed the door open and slightly bent his tall frame to get inside the cell. The dark room was lit by a zero watt bulb dangling from the cieling. A man was tied against the wall, his beard painted in red blood, his hsirt was torn. The captive was glaring at Nickaulas. Nickaluas- unperturbed by his death glare appraised his appearance. "I see my boys received you well, Walter," Nick smirked and sauntered closer to the captive. Stefan and his other men were standing on the other side of the cell. Nickaulas was smirking but his eyes told a different story. Those vicious orbs although appearing cool were full of dark deadly intent. They lusted for his pain. The air turned chiller around them. Hair lifted on man's nape. Two days ago, Nick's men had caught two suspects tailing Angela and found out they were sent by Walter. They were planning to attack her during the fashion show. Nick instructed Stefan to bring him Walter alive. Walter had many times shown his enmity for Nick b
Angela had extended no invitation to her husband. Nickaulas had kept no check on Angela since the revelation. She was free to work and move but the woman knew he had his men watching over her everywhere. He was aware of her every step and what she did. But Angela would break free from his cage no matter what and she will do it on her own. Maybe not today but tomorrow for sure. Right now, she had to keep all her personal problems aside and focus on her company's new launch. She sat in the front row next to Graham. The show begin. Models walked down the ramp in their full glory wearing Alma new collections. For a few minutes, Angela forgot about her personal griefs as she watched her designs earning gasps and admiration from watchers. Her staff had really done a great job. It was a proud moment for her.The show ended and Angela went on the stage to make her speech. She didn't like making speeches but when it came to appreciating her staff she never held back for she knew a right amoun
Nickaulas glanced up at the midnight blue sky through his windshield. It was a pitch black new moon night. The sky appeared forlorn and darker without the moon. For the first time the beauty of the moon struck him. He still sees it as cold and ugly but now he had also started to see it differently all because of her. It is beautiful in the way it embraces the night without any qualm and lights it up with its soft light. She was just like moon in his life the only diiference being she wasn't cold and ugly in fact, she was the most beautiful and warmest soul he knew. His life would also become forlorn and barren just like the night without her presence in it. She was his moon and he was her night. Nobody needs and can desire her as much as he does. With a heavy sigh, he opened the door and alighted from his car. Tonight, he was driving as he had given his driver off so that he could spend some time alone with her. He wanted to take her out for dinner or maybe a long drive. He had not e