Three days later, Nicole had never expected she would be sitting between her friends. Emma and Arya, as they chatted away.Her mind trailed away to Xander, her breath suddenly hitching, was he planning to kiss her? Was he planning to do wicked things? She felt her skin crawling and her cheek getting puffed up a bit. She leaned on the chair, sipping the water."Nicole?" Someone jerked her shoulders but she didn't care. "Are you there?" The jerk pierced through her bone, and only then did she look up, with a controversial sigh."Huh?" She said, her hands fiddling around the table."Is something wrong?" Arya crouched her brows slowly, her voice lacing with concern. "You seem odd lately."Nicole bit her lower lips, even they noticed, they picked it out, was she bad at hiding her emotions? Or they just figured out.Her head tilted to their side, and she tried to smile, even when she knew she couldn't. She still tried, and as always, it failed, her lips only ended up being curled and she si
His gaze settled on the woman who crouched on the floor, her eyes teary, something about her that he knew.... Her blonde hair was scattered amid her face and her amber dark eyes probed around the surroundings probably scared, afriad of the surroundings,She didn't knew people like this existed, she didn't even knew a place like this existed. The underworld reeked of intimacy, it reeked of alcohol, it reeked of hell.He tried to study her, there was only a family that possessed such trait, the Denver Family, He stared, watched, and even clicked his lips. Was she one of the triplets? The only thing he knew was that, their name was something Claire, Clara or something and the other that he couldn't quite remember.Her face paled slowly, and she sobbed, her sound enchanting to the ears for someone who loved seeing people in pain, but her sobs brought Xander no pleasure. It irked him, her melodious sobs irritated him to the core, the way she tilted her head made him only want to creep out
Her rapped skin seemed to have flushed red, and her face light pink, she still yelled, nearly controlling herself from bursting unto tears."Just have me!" She yelled, her voice coming out crack. "Isn't that the only thing you wanted to do with me? Just do it now and forget about me!" She fell to the floor, her voice breaking into tears. She covered her palm with her face, and sobbed it all away. "That's what you always do." Her hair wrapped around her face, layers dripping down her face."If you end up in a crisis, just cry." Her mother had said to her, and she never understood the meaning of her mother's words, but today, she did. She understood it perfectly.No matter how she tried to do it, it would never work. Her emotions seemed to have took a better part of her, and she ended up crawling in the floor, her chest heaving, slowly, upward then downward in a painful manner.Kane watched her with fire lurking in his throat, he wanted her badly, was it normal because her sobs only see
Nicole had never found it a norm, but it happened that every Tuesday evenings, she always dropped by Aunt Nova's, her mother's best friend house, to catch a quick hello to her favorite cousin, and maybe, having an adult talk with Aunt Nova. It seemed weird but she considered Aunt Nova as family, yes, she wasn't just family, she was their blood, she was a Hart now, and Nicole could give her all for her.She stood in front of the door, before she knocked on it gently, the door bobbed open gently, and a pair of hands pulled her into a hearty hug."Nicole." The voice was sweet to her ears, but the woman switched it to, "Niccy." She tapped her shoulders lightly, before leading her into the room.Damien Hart, Aunt Nova's son, gazed up to look at her from the couch, a bright smile forming in between his lips as he focused back to the screen. "Aunt Niccy," He smiled at her.Sh twitched her lips upward gently, walking towards the sofa, before she slumped on it gently, she gazed around the room
His legs glued to the floor, the hot sun scorching around his face, he wiped a strand away turning to face her.She walked towards him hurriedly, taking gentle steps. "I never got to know your name Sir. Incase.." The wind trampled her dark hair and layers rumpled around her face, she stood fixated to the floor, until her hands made way to her face before she placed a bit back in stock, a quiet sigh emitting her nostrils.He turned around, to freakin' look at her. Her eyes bulged slightly, and she stepped back, trying to control her fast beating heart.He was walking towards her, slow, steady steps that felt like a thousand steps, but it was just a few and in the next second he was in her presence, his figure hovering around her, his eyes dark and misty, as he gazed at with an uneven stare.He cupped her chin harshly, so much, she thought it would snap into two, she winced slightly, her voice breaking. "Sir.""It's Zane." He released his grip, his hands swiping across her jaw, a bolt o
In all his life, ever since he was born, no one had ever said those words to him, even if they had. It was always the opposite, but today, someone, not just someone, Emily Hart was giving him a compliment that didn't sounded as an insult.It felt good, the word refreshed into his brain, and melted his heart, he grew fluttered, and his collarbones flashed a lighter shade of red.Emily smiled to him; those smile that reflected one's happiness, her curve were graciously genuine and her lips parted apart for a brief second, before she leaned on the chair. "This is one of the better dates that my mother had set up, for once, I feel like I am floating." She grabbed the drink, and fiddled with the straw in between.Was he supposed to reply to her words? Because he felt as if his whole tongue was glued, he couldn't say anything, and the only thing evident was just a twitch of the lips.What was wrong with him? He was Lucas, the feared Mafia of the underworld, they respected him, they feared h
Xander watched, with particularly no interest at all, as Kane popped the champagne, before lowering the liquid into his cup, "Drink up, Xander." Kane patted him in the shoulder lovingly, like a mother forcing her teenage sons to eat.Xander held the bottle before he chugged the sixth bottle into his mouth, he leaned on the chair as he watched the underworld bubble with noises, smokes of cigar, the stench of the people, it was suffocating, but for him, it was considered his therapy. It made him relax a little, and what better way to relax than to be with someone everyone considered a god? Kane."So, Xander. Tell me about this your wife." Kane stared at him, taking in another bottle. "Can I have her? For just one night?""Don't you dare do anything with her!" Xander growled, his head hurting badly, if there was one thing, he had an high alcohol resistance. He could have as many bottles as he wished. But hearing Kane say disgusting things about his wife intensified his anger, it brought
~People ask me why I don't love~~~I tell them, what's your business, get the damn out of my life. I don't care what they say about me in the streets, just know I'mma a freak, a weirdo you will never love...Nicole whispered the words to her ear, swaying her body as she danced in the kitchen, in a typical kind of way, she loved, absolutely loved her Uncle Sky's song, he was a musician, ripping out the world with his music, he was her mother's younger brother.Nicole reminded her self for the last time, that she hated the smell of those yucky pancakes, but as much as the smell wavered through her nostrils, she was getting to like them. She flipped the crisp baked round thing on the pan again, and she covered her nose. Hell no, she took back her words, she still hated them.It was weird, even if she hated them, why in the hell would she still make them for breakfast? When, she was little, her mother would always make them considering her mother and her twin brother loved them so much, b