"Marriage plans." Her voice, rough and hazy.
He finally accepted defeat and sighed, he wasn’t ready to marry, all his life, it was just him training hard along with Zane and Lucas."Think about it, I chatted with Natasha over the phone yesterday, and Nicole’s still single." He didn’t find it odd at all, Natasha, Nicole’s mother and his mother had gone way back, they were all friends."Why would I care?" He demanded.She shrugged, following his eyes movement."Your father wants you married." He winced slightly.His father.His father. The most notorious mafia boss in all of Italy, wanted his own son to get married, when he looked at the concept, he wondered why his sweet mother fell in love with such a guy, his father was cruel basically to him, training him hard all day long.'A man can never be weak.'But, there was some soft part of his father, and when they weren’t seen training they were having a manly conversation."I don’t care." His eyes darkened.Camilla heaved a sigh, it would take hell confusing her son to get married. "What kind of woman do you want?"He pondered quietly, massaging his temples with his fingers. "Someone who’s quiet, not that pretty, I don’t like pretty girls, and lastly.” Those melancholy eyes gazing at her. “Someone I can torment."Camilla pretended not to have heard the last sentence, "Nicole is exactly what you want, she’s quiet, she smart, and you two will make a powerful couple, besides, I can feel the spark."He thought for a while, in all aspect, his mother was right, Nicole was absolutely what he needed, he hated her, he could torture her, vent all his hate at her.Just by wondering how her scream would feel like, how much it would bring him pleasure. "I will marry her." His lips twitched upward."Are you sure?" Camilla leapt in joy, her eyes gazing at her son, was he serious? Or simply joking with her?"Yes." He stood up."When will you leave for New York?" Her voice was shrill."Tomorrow." He walked towards the stairs."Wait." She called out and he gazed back at her, with a raised brow."Are you sure about this? If you don’t want to get married, I will inform Natasha."He hummed. "There is a reason." He climbed the stairs. Lucas trailing behind him.Camilla: "…"-Ever since little, everyone had wondered about Nicole’s Hart special ability, her logical reasoning, or her high IQ, some wondered whether it was a trait inherited from her father, or whether her IQ was just naturally high.Nicole Hart had a definition, she was quiet, never spoke, people thought it was weird, but heck it wasn’t, it was hard to know what she was thinking, she never laughed, nor joked, but, she could get angry, and the only person that could succeed in making her flare up, was her twin brother, Nicholas.Presently, her hands were fixated on the railing, as she gazed from her office view, the sight of the busy city, her hair flowed quite nicely, and her gray eyes, they sparkled as they glistened.She found no interest in what she was doing, however, her eyes scanned the whole area, with a slight perk of the lips."Niccy," she turned around suddenly, only one person called her that."Mother." She was amused seeing the two woman walked in hands in hands. "Aunt Nova,"Natasha smiled at her, taking a seat. "How have you been?"Aunt Nova simply gazed at her, with eyes full of love."I am good," She turned to Aunt Nova. "And your son, how’s Damien?"Aunt Nova just casted a smile, tucking Natasha’s shoulders.Natasha coughed slightly. "Nicholas is married, isn’t he?"Nicole nodded slightly, already knowing where the discussion was leading to.Natasha sighed for a while, it was hard talking to her daughter, she wasn’t someone easy to talk to. "And you?"Nicole gazed sharply, and the two women glanced at each other. "Just find someone who is capable."They stared at each other then back to her. "Capable?""I don’t need a husband." Her tone was firm, "Just someone capable to stay by my side."They squished their face in confusion. What did someone capable mean? Was it even a word?She leaned on the chair, her hands arranging the folders, she stared back at the confused women. "I need someone who wouldn’t bother me, we would act differently but live in the same house, we wouldn’t love, just neutral, and the other end has to agree too."They nodded their head like automatic robots."Can you do that?" They nodded again."Great!" She grasped a pen. "When you find someone like that, let me be informed." Her head made a curt bow, she wasn’t some woman who would die for love, who would foolishly beg a man to love her, she was different, extremely different, she was Nicole Hart, the unbeatable successor of the Hart family.She wouldn’t fall in love.She just couldn’t, even the word sounded pathetic, love, they were only for losers.And Nicole Hart wasn’t a loser.She gazed at the two women again. "I think you should be busy trying to find such man?" She raised a hearty brow.Natasha fiddled her hands, earlier today, she received a text from Camilla that Xander had agreed to get married to Nicole.She put the pieces together,He was just like her, she wasn’t sure if he would love, and he was always neutral. They fit, they matched together."I think I already found someone." Natasha said suddenly.The folders in her hands trembled slightly. Her own mother had found someone who matched her request. That sounded silly."Who?""Xander Castillo." Nicole’s face paled.Nicole blinked, her eyes growing tired all of a sudden, the papers shook aggressively under her firm grip. "Xander?"Xander.Xander. That man she hated, was her matchmaker, she sustained a scoff, pretending to be busy with the papers. "I don’t think that will work." She stared up at them.The two women took a quick glance at each other, and then Natasha spoke up. "He’s the only one who matches all your demand, he is neutral, you can live in the same house but you don’t always have to see him, he’s not ready to love, you aren’t, you are perfect together."Nicole pondered."Give it a try, I will arrange lunch for you when he’s back, and you guys can talk. Is that okay?" Nicole nodded her head.The two women pushed the chairs aside. "We would go now." They stumbled towards the door.The pen fell unto the bundles of papers, and the windows blew furiously causing her hair to be scatter, layers rumpling down her face, Xander? He was coming back to New York, last time he and his mother had m
A day later, as soon as the clock ticked nine o' clock in the night, Nicole switched of the laptop, gazing around the office, her hands brushed against the keys, as she stood up from the chair, her eyes ticking brightly and suddenly remembering one particular guy.Xander Castillo.She gazed around the office, walking over to the window, the sky was dark, covered with clouds which darkened every minute, the peaceful howling of owls, the busy jamming of the city taxis, she shut the windows close before walking out of the company, and down to her car, she got in and drove.Her mind raced in different corners, suddenly remembering something.'You are to live in my house, I will own you.'She widened her eyes, she was going to live in his house? With him? The monster, her mother had sent her the direction to his house, she was going to live with him, she had to be extra smart. He wasn’t someone she could mess with and she knew that.The way his eyes bobbed shut, the way he twisted in his s
The rays of fresh morning light lingered on Nicole’s face, the window suddenly brightening, she lifted up the bed sheet as she stood up, stretching her legs as she yawned slightly.Gazing around the whole room, it dawned on her, she wasn’t in her old room, this was her new room, where everything was deadly silent, the vibes gothic, cold and shrill.She stood up, still dressed in the clothes of yesterday, she walked towards the bathroom to brush her teeth, and after performing the rest of her routine, she opened the wardrobe wide, her eyes widening.He was getting married, and yet he didn’t even any female clothes, was he daring her to her worst? Because right now, her eyes blared with anger as she stumped down the stairs. He was there, seated on the chair, his legs moving freely crossed together, Zane stood firmly beside him, and he looked, like the king he was.She stood rooted in her steps, as her lips parted about, she remained quiet. His head cringed, and his dark eyes met in con
It was so quick, quicker than one could have ever imagined. In a fit, Zane was tugged in the collar harshly and before one knew it, his body flew to the other end of the room.Thud.His head hit the wall hard, and his body rolled on the wall, freshly amount of blood oozing from his wrist and down to his jaw then to his shirt.Nicole gazed in horror attempting to run to him, but before she knew it, her body was scratched to the wall. Her head balancing to the wall, she stared at Xander who had a dangerous growl on his face. His face etched around her body, blocking her from making any means of running."What in the hell were you doing?" His voice was cold, so much it pierced against her skin.For the first time, she whimpered in his harsh gaze, biting her lips. "Let me go," She cried out.His eyes increased with the same volume of anger, and his firm hand pressed her chest to the wall. "For the last time. What in the hell were you doing with him?""I was doing nothing!" She cried out.
In a fit, her hands were dragged up from the floor harshly, her lifeless body wriggling in their arms. They led her out of the dark room and into the light, the fresh amount of light lingered in her face as she managed to open her eyes, feeling the crept of light."Sit." A hazy voice resounded in her ears and she was pushed to the chair harshly, her body balancing on the chair.Pain.That was the only thing she felt that moment. She managed to Bob her lids open staring around. A women encircled her with a few other figures that she couldn't see properly.What's going on?The women led her from the chair and down into the tub, grabbing the sponge from the table, it squeezed against her face lightly.The water was warm and she melted in its embrace, smell of a flower scent wavered in the room. The women took great of her, from the bath, to the chopping of her nails, and to the dressing of her hair.She was dressed in a fashion sheath dress, a well fitted, straight cut dress, nipped at h
He had no intention to do something bad to her, not at all, he only wanted to torture her, to make her yell in pain. He didn't know why, but her pain brought relieve to his heart, her shrill scream made his heart race with enough pleasure.It was a lunatic thought, but who cares? her pain was his pleasure.He dropped the bottle on the nearby table, the sound almost piercing through her ears, he stood up suddenly, she shivered slightly under his intensifying gaze. He liked it when he knew she was scared of him. Pleasure ringed in his ears, he wanted more, wanted her to scream more.He walked towards her, a step at a time, his hot gaze wavering across her body, the step he took felt like a century, he was going to do something, Nicole was sure of it. Fear had gripped her heart so badly, her face squeezed together.She dropped to the ground, a loud thud evaporating through his ears, she had probably screeched her knee and blood drizzled out of her knee and down to her dress, her voice qu
"Young Master," The guards assembled before him, their head bowing indifferently.Nicole sighed as she walked into the fighting room, her eyes suddenly widening as she examined the whole room. The whole room was dark, a little bit of light, the wrestling ring, and the boxers clothes, and the men present, heck, they were so huge, their muscles firm and hard. They over crowded her immediately."Are you fighting with young Master?" One of them asked.Nicole casted them a dry look before walking towards the other side of the rink, but soon a heavy hand pulled her back causing her to stumble a bit."Ouch!" She muttered, rubbing her elbow. She gazed up at Zane, her eyes flashing with anger. "Why did you do that?"He sighed. "You are fighting with Xander? are you out of your mind? you will get your bones broken or even worse you whole body will be on fire. Don't do it." He said, his eyes flashing with nothing but worry.Countless of times, he had wrestled with Xander, and he would say, it w
Three days later, Nicole had forgotten all about him, she was going to stay in her home for a few weeks or even more month, she couldn't bear to see his face squeezed in anger, or his grim look which reminded her she was his possession.She grasped the bottle of water, letting the content touch her lips, it parted apart slightly. "Thank you for coming, Nicholas." She gazed at her twin brother, her eyes trailing around his body.Nicholas casted her a cheeky smile, his blue eyes shimmering in the light, and his inky brown hair scattered around his collarbones, yet, strands peeked out, making him look like a bad rockstar, but Nicholas Hart was no rockstar, he was New York most respected CEO, the heir of the Hart enterprise. "It's nothing," His head tilted over to her, the resemblance in their face popping a little. "It's been three years I was away, what changed?" He adjusted in her office chair, examining her office, still the same."How's Emily?" Nicholas asked, his fingers drumming a