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 seat the other day, and the way his lips parted when he talked, his collarbone tilting as he spoke.Why in the heck was she thinking about him? Soon enough, she hadn’t realized that she had drove into his house, she came out of the car, her eyes staring at the huge mansion.He had a house in New York, what did she expect? What was his career anyways?She fixated her eyes on the exterior designs, the house was dark in color, revealing no amount of warmth, the door was icy dark, and the corridors were painted in dark, the windows tinted with brushes that emitted darkness, she in a devil den or something, she clutched her handbag walking in the mansion, the guards opened the door and she walked through the lonely hall.She could have sworn she had a hawk in the hall, the sounds was creepy and she wondered if someone was actually living in such house, as she walked through the lonely hall, she bumped into something, or even someone.His shoulders were broad, as she leaned against it, she finally gazed up, her eyes widening. He was familiar, he was the same man with Xander the other day.Lucas stared at her, "You must be.." his words trailed off, but he knew her.She was Nicole Hart, the same person that Xander would get married to, he didn’t know much about her but whenever they trained, he would always mutter her name, his eyes closed, and his hands moving through the punching bag."I will lead you to your room." He walked, she followed, he turned, she almost bumped into him. "Are you hungry?"She hadn’t taken anything at all, she bit her lips. "Yes."His lips curled up as expected and he walked toward the dining room, the room was large, with few decorations and a little lamp, a table and some rows of chair, stands of lights lit around the whole room.Nicole stared for a while, turning to him. "I will seat."'She pulled a chair and sat down.Lucas nodded, before pulling the strand of the bell, in a minute, maids strolled into the room, pushing a trolley of food, placing it on the table, they bowed and left."Eat."She stared at the food, how would she eat all these? She stared around the whole room, finding the black color really odd, this wasn’t a mansion, it was a dungeon. She picked up the spoon, digging it into the plate of soup, she let it down her throat. Lucas’ heavy gaze lingered on her, watching her every movement.After a few spoons, she placed the spoon back to the bowl, she turned to Lucas. "Take me to my room,"He nodded, turning slightly he left, and she followed. As they walked through the hall, she couldn’t help but notice they all had the same designs, and the lights wee rather dim, the tiles were a combination of white and black, and the wall, a combination of white with some shades of black, she stared around."Black brings a sense of relief to young master." He caught her eyes and said."Huh?" she looked up at him, what didn’t she know about Xander? If black could bring a sense of relief to him, then was he human at all."This is your room." Lucas twisted the doorknob, revealing a room, she stepped inside and stared around."This is only the room that isn’t painted with black." he gave a curt bow. "Goodnight." And then, he left.She stared around, to her surprise, the room was large, and it was painted with white, the wardrobe stood perfectly to the floor, and the bed made a stand movement, the room emitted a little bit of warmth, but the crooks of tree, the wriggling of tattered leaves.It was odd, yet, she felt safe, tug of relief etched in her heart.She stared, before she slumped on the bed, she was living in her enemy’s house, he was her husband. He had said she was his possession. Who was he really?The question was odd in her mind, but she was curious, who was Xander Castillo. She wanted to know him, about him, and why black brings him relief.She just needed to know. She didn’t needed to know.Nicole Hart dreaded to know who Xander Castillo really was.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
As Xander trailed outside, with his shades on and his legs hurriedly trampling the floor, Lucas walked behind him, with the same level of pace, and far behind them, Zane walked, his hands across his chest, probably, he was in a deep thought, as numerous sighs escaped his chapped lips."What do you wanted to talk about that was a problem?" Xander said, not even daring to reduce his footsteps.Lucas clutched the tab, as he bit his lower lips. "Your were house was attacked last night.""What?!" Xander stopped, turning back, his jaw chiseling in anger.Lucas stopped in his tracks, "I don't know the full details, but it was attacked and the supplies was stolen last night, I was just informed." He lowered his head.Xander's hand flew across his jaw, who had dared to attack his were house? if he found that person, damn, he would peel the person's chin by himself."Which were house?" He asked, this time, he resumed his walking over to his car."The one in Italy," Lucas twitched his lips. "A w