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His Broken Angel Dinner
Angela looked around in search of her husband. He was noweher insight. "Nikaulas is a lucky jerk for having you. You are a very nice human being, Angela," Theo stated in open admiration of her. Angela smiled but that didn't reach her eyes. She was quite sure Nikaulas thought different. " You, sir, flatter me too much," Angela said jokingly causing him to laugh. "I see you are the modest type," Theo observed. Angela just smiled beforeonce again scanningthe room for her husband. A heavy hand gripped her shoulder all of a sudden. She looked up to find Nikaulas standing in front of her. His expression looked troubled. "We are leaving," he stated and steered herwheelchair towards the exit. Angela was confused by his behaviour. "Is everything alright?" Theo stood up and asked. Nikaulas halted for a second and nodded. "I have an urgent work to see to," Nikau
His Broken Angel A Deal
Theo got to his feet the moment he saw Angela. His lips twitched into an appreciative smile as his gaze raked her beautiful form. Leah also got to her feet and sent a strained smile her way. "Thanks for coming," Angela smiled graciously at the couple. "How could we turn down the offer. Besides, I know Nik wasn't going to invite us ever," Theo replied, flashing her his charming smile. Angela chuckled off his statement and asked them to take a seat. "Umm....where is Nik?" Leah asked after searching the hall with her eyes. "He is at work. I am afraid his work might not allow him to join us tonight," Angela explained to her, giving her an apologetic smile. They must feel weird to not being joined by their own friend. Nikaulas really needed to work on his social skills.Leah looked disappointed as she nodded in understanding and withdrew from the conversation. "Who leaves a beautiful wife like you at home for work. He is a certified fool," Theo scoffed in disapproval. Angela smiled
His Broken Angel Diamond And Smiling Faces
"This is a beautiful piece," said Leah while examining the jewelery piece in deep admiration. Angela's eyes lit up. " I got it from Italy. I have a weakness for vintage," Angela admitted zealously. "Me too," Leah replied while rubbing her thumb, feeling the intricate details of the necklace. "With this one it was a first sight love," Angela divulged. "You have a lot of first sight love," Leah bit out still admiring the piece. There was a certain sharpness in her tone that Angela missed. Angela passed her comment off as a joke. "I guess I do," she replied chuckling. Leah sighed and set the necklace back in its box. "I must say you are in possession of nothing but only the best," Leah remarked wistfully. The naive Angela smiled, thinking she was talking only about the jewelery piece. She took the box. "Here," she offered it to her. Leah looked up at her in confusion. "For you," Angela encouraged her with a smile."It's yours," Leah replied. "Yes and I want you to have it. I
His Broken Angel New Place
Angela zipped up the bag and sat back on her heal, exhaling a sigh. Her packing was finally done. A giddy smile touched her lips as she recounted his assistant's words. Sir is going to Netherlands for a few weeks. He wants to know if you are free to accompany him. The wise assistant had twisted his command into a request but Angela didn't need to know that. He wants to spend time with her!She was thrilled beyond words. Hope was pumping vigorously through her veins. Was it the light at the end of this tunnel she was waiting so long for? She allowed herself to hope. Perhaps, he also wants to give them a chance. Only that can explain his sudden request for her company on a foreign land and that too for weeks. A change of place might help. This small development had caused her heart to beam. Maybe this time he would actually see her. Maybe this venture would finally bring them closer. Even if as a friend she was eager to be a part of his life. Angela promised herself she would not let
His Broken Angel First Fight
Angela had just finished her meal when she heard a knock at the door. The woman had disclaimed her wheelchair. She propelled her unsteady legs towards the door and opened it. A tiny plump woman grinned brightly at her. The woman looked to be in his late fifties. She had a kind face and friendly smile. But her downturned brown eyes had a hint of authority in them. "Are you Mrs. King? I am Martha," saying that the woman brushed past her and into the house without seeking permission. Angela stared after her in confusion. The woman turned towards her."I am the housekeeper. Mr. King had called me and told me about your arrival. I am here to serve you," the woman explained. Her voice was a little croaky as if she was having a soar throat. "Glad to have you here, Martha. I must say you have done an excellent job looking after the house," Angela appreciated her efforts. The woman's grin broadened. " I try," Martha replied while appraising Angela with a hint of appreciation.Confusion cros
His Broken Angel Suspicion
The woman felt a bolt of panic rise up her throat when he started stalking towards her with- what she assumed- intention of ripping her apart."Where the fuck were you?" he thundered, sounding as baleful as death, his unwavering glare pinning her to the spot. His fists were clenched tight as if he was controling himself from throwing fists on her. Angela swallowed. "I..I...am sorry.. I wandered off.... I had no inte...""Are you dense? Why the fuck did you go out when you know nothing about this damn place?" he spat harshly, making her go silent. Hot tears brimmed her eyes as she gaped at him in shock."But I came back," she replied, trying to hold back her tears. Her answer seemed to have stoked his rage for his glare became deadlier. "What if you didn't? What if something had happened to you? Who would have told your uncle that it was all your fucking fault?" he seethed loudly. Angela flinched and stared at him in silent horror. He was more concerned about his reputation. A warm
His Broken Angel Nichelle
She thought about confronting Nikaulas about this but decided against it. If he was hiding something from her, she was going to catch him red-handed.Angela hoped all her doubts were unfounded. How much she had cried last night. Her eyes were still slightly red and swollen. She glanced at his car that her car was following. It was a risk following him but he hadn't suspected yet. He must be caught up in something to not notice.The car halted in front of a hospital. Her brows knitted down in confusion as she spied him getting down the car. He buttoned up his jacket and walked towards the entrance with his long legs. Angela was beyond confused. What was he doing here? Tears warmed her eyes. She gave money to the driver and got down. The driver helped her in wheelchair before leaving. Nikaulas had already disappeared. She went up to the reception. The lady at the reception regarded her with curiosity. Ignoring her gaze, Angela asked the woman who Nikaulas King was visiting. The woman r
His Broken Angel Promises Are To Be Kept
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
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