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 moved to London, she had been excited, why? She was never going to see him again. His presence alone brought dread to her face.They were just nine and they hated themselves whole fully, was it really natural to hate someone that much. She didn’t care.Some part of her itched to see him after all those years, would he be different, would he be mature, handsome?In a few days from now, she would find out and then decide if she would marry him.-Some weeks later,The door of the car screeched open, and some figures came out, their hair blowing. Xander rubbed his cheeks, the warmth of New York, he didn’t miss it, there was nothing that would make him feel warmth, warmth were for losers. His father had said.He heaved a sigh as he stared at the restaurant that stood firmly to the ground, his lips curling upward, Imperial restaurant, he remembered, his mother would always force him there, narrating how good the seafood was, but to him, it was disgusting. Zane and Lucas followed his direction.He made to enter the restaurant, they followed, he took a step, they took a step, he gazed at them sharply."I have told you to rest, yet, you argues on coming to New York." His gaze was heavy on Zane.Zane cheekily laughed. "It was only a few wounds, I would be okay soon."Xander glared deathly at them, before he made to enter the restaurant, again, they followed."What do you think you are doing?" He finally turned to look at them."We are protecting you," Lucas said, rather brief and concise."I am meeting with a woman not some enemy.""We know." They said in unison.He heaved a sigh, "Well, you could stay here." He entered the restaurant, and yet, they still followed.Nicole tapped her fingers on the table impatiently, suddenly regretting why she had agreed to meet up with him and talk.What were they even going to talk about anyway? Meeting your childhood enemy and saying what exactly.She gazed at the table, quietly thinking of what she was going to say."Nicole," A cold voice had hit her hard.She peered her eyes upward, her lips suddenly curling up, Xander Castillo. Xander was in front of her, yet she stared at him, he had grown, his dark hair sparkling as usual, and his eyes, rough and layers of tiredness, she gazed at him with bulged eyes.He glared at her, taking a seat.Zane and Lucas stood, their eyes peering at Nicole. "She is good." Zane elbowed his brother, but the latter ignored him and focused his gaze on Xander.Nicole gazed at the men, three men, one woman, this wasn’t going to be an easy lunch."Xander." She began. "You look well."He ignored her compliment, it was fake anyway, so he didn’t care. He knew the harbor in her voice, the dark, cold tone. It was there.He leaned on the chair, "Let’s discuss like adults, you want to get married?"She gripped the glass of water angrily. Her eyes blazing with unseen fire. "You are really straightforward."Zane rolled his eyes, heck, his boss was always straightforward."Let’s talk quickly; I have somewhere to go."Nicole’s blood boiled in anger, her hands gripping the glass, who did this man think he was? She was angry, her eyes boiling with emotions."I am only getting married to you because you match my standards,""Standards?" He reverberated the word out loud, his eyes twinkling. "We are to discuss some things if you want us to get married."She listened."First, you have to live in my house, and you have to do whatever I ask you to do. You are to follow my every commands.""Who do you think you are?" She raised her voice, her eyes glaring with anger, particularly rage. If she could tear him apart, she would have done so when they were little.She hated him.She despised him for no reason at all.Zane widened his eyes, a woman had actually dared to yell at his master? He gazed curiously at Xander, watching his every reaction, what would become of her now, would she get her jaw broken, or even worse, her whole bones.Xander was calm, something that was really unexpected of him. "We are getting married, you have to do as I say."She chuckled darkly, her voice turning cold. "It’s a marriage of benefit, you have to agree with the terms."He glared at her. "Let’s be brief, are we getting married?""Yes." She breathed in, she couldn’t let go of him, he was the only person who matched all her requirements, she couldn’t let go of him.She would bury her hate for him, and be.."Great." His voice rang out. "Getting married, you will become my possession, and I will own you."That was it, she couldn’t take it anymore, grasping her bag, she pushed the chair aside. "There is no possession without a master." She stumped away.Xander crouched his brows.Zane rubbed his eyes.Lucas stared at her departing figure.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
Nicole inhaled a quiet sigh as soon as their eyes met, should she look away? should she walk forward? or just stare back at him. Her heart fluttered in fear, not fear of him, but fear of what he would do to her.She clutched the hemline of her dress firmly, inhaling slowly, yet tiredly.You can do this, Nicole. He's just a man. Her legs finally made movement and she walked over to his seat, before she pulled a chair and positioned her self on it.Xander's hands fiddled with the plate as he stared at her, her hair was tied into a bun, and her collarbones shined than normal, probably because of the dress she wore exposed every part of her collarbone, and that sinister glare etched around her face.Her face was hard, probably giving him goosebumps and her stare, so rough. Her brows knitted in confusion, telling him to carry on with his words."Nicole," He began, with a low cough.She tilted her head, her brows clinking upward, before she grasped the cup of water and gulped down a little