Nicholas came out of the bathroom, a towel tied around his waist. He looked at Ashley’s sleeping figure on the bed, shook his head and smiled fondly. Careful not to make a noise or disturb her, he treaded slowly towards the dressing table and picked up his body cream. He spread out his palm and pressed out the cream.
After rubbing cream all over his body, he hurriedly wore his jeans trousers and shirts. He picked up his hair cream from the table and pressed out the cream. He stared at it with a puzzled look on his face. It looked oddly strange. Then he, shrugged and rubbed it all over his hair.
He pressed more into his hands and rubbed all over his hair. He was so engrossed in rubbing the cream all over his hair that he did not realize the transformation that was taking place on his head, neither did he bother to check the mirror.
Once he was done, he tapped Ashley. “Hey babe.”
Her eyes fluttered open. She closed them back and yawned. Then, she opened her eyes. She smiled slowly. She opened her mouth to talk, “Nick…” But her gaze trailed towards his hair and she gasped, touching it. “Nick, what did you do to your hair?”
He shrugged, raising his hand to touch his slightly. “Nothing. I just rubbed cream all over it. What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nicholas, have you looked in the mirror today?” Ashley said, still staring at Nicholas’ hair with wide eyes.
“No, why…..?”
She stood up and began to push him to the direction of the mirror. “Go ahead and take a look at yourself.”
Nicholas stopped in front of the mirror and his eyes widened. “What...what….what the hell?!” Frantic, he touched his hair with his hand. He ran his hands through his hair. He turned to Ashley, panicking. “Ash, what’s wrong with my hair?”
“I don’t know. Did you dye it?”
“No!” he snapped. “What the heck is this?!” He pulled at his hair frustratingly, hitting his hand on the table. He grabbed his hair cream, opened it and peered at the content. “I knew that there was something wrong with this cream,” he hissed in anger. “God! I should have paid more attention!”
“What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know, Ash,” he snapped, turning towards her. “I don’t know!” He stormed towards the door of the room, flung it open and stalked away, slamming the door loudly behind him.
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Malvika, Natasha and Diane sat at the dining table. There was a bowl of cookies in the middle of the table. They randomly reached out to pick one and chew as they chatted.
“He actually called me a white?” Diane asked, looking at her sisters, her brows furrowed in displeasure as she chewed on the cookie in her hand.
“Yeah but don’t worry sis, we already got back at Nicholas for what he said,” Malvika said with a smirk and Natasha bobbed her head up and down in agreement.
Diane eyed them suspiciously. “What did you do?”
“Nothing much,” Natasha replied. “Just something that will keep him bothered for few days.”
“Guys, hope it’s not…….”
“Don’t worry. “It isn’t dangerous,” Malvika assured her. “It won’t kill him.”
“Besides, you have to thank us,” Natasha said with a pout. “It took us nearly three days to be able to carry out our revenge!”
“I didn’t ask you to,” Diane replied, rolling her eyes.
“Ouch, that hurts,” Malvika said, dramatically placing her hand on her chest.
Natasha bit into the cookie in her hand and chewed slowly. “You know we’ve always got your back, sis.”
Diane smiled. “I know.”
The loud bang of a door upstairs made them flinch. Malvika and Natasha looked at the direction of the stairs. Then, they turned to look at each other and smiled conspiratorially.
Diane looked around. “What’s that?”
“Oh, I think he must have seen our present,” Natasha giggled.
Malvika smirked. “That’s right.”
“I thought you said it wasn’t dangerous, so why is he screaming?” Diane asked.
“Er……let’s just say it will keep him traumatized for some days,” Malvika replied.
“What did you do?” Diane asked.
Stomping feet were heard on the stairs and the three sisters turned their heads towards the direction.
Nicholas stood at the bottom of the stairs, breathing heavily. His hair was bright pink mixed with purple. He held a tube of hair cream in his hand. Ashley stood behind him, hands on her hips.
Rachel hurried out of the kitchen. “Mr. Langston, what’s wro……..?” she rushed out in panic. Her voice trailed off and her eyes widened as she saw his purple and pink hair.
“Who is in charge of cleaning my room?” He thundered.
“Sir, I…..”
“Who is in charge of cleaning my room?!” he yelled angrily.
“Mina sir,” Rachel replied, bowing her head quickly.
“Get her for me!” he screamed.
Natasha stuffed an handful of cookies in her mouth to prevent the laughter from spilling out. Diane looked down at the table, shielding her smiling face with her long hair. Malvika just stared at Nicholas, her amusement expertly masked with an indifferent expression on her face.
Mina came in few minutes later, her eyes wide with fright. “Good….good….good…good morning sir.”
“Save the greetings,” he snapped. “Who else entered my room aside from you?”
“No…no…nobody sir.”
“Really? So then, you were the one who put this horrid looking colour in my hair,” he screamed.
“No…no sir.”
“Who did it?” he asked angrily.
“I…I..I don’t know sir.”
“Aaargh! Get out of my sight!” he yelled and she hurriedly scurried away.
“What’s going on? Why are you shouting?” Jenny asked as she descended the stairs. She caught sight of Nicholas’ hair and screamed. “What the hell?! Why did you dye your hair?!”
“I didn’t,” Nicholas replied in frustration.
“So?”
“Somebody mixed some weird stuff with my cream!”
“Who?”
“That’s what I’m trying to get!” he yelled.
“Who is that sick person?” Ashley fumed. “Anyone who thinks this is funny must be sick.”
Natasha swallowed the cookies in her mouth. “I think it’s funny,” she said mischievously.
Ashley scoffed. “Seriously. I’m sure your lame ass sisters also think so.”
Nicholas turned to her, his eyes narrowed with suspicion. “Natasha, do you by any chance have a hand in this?”
Natasha’s eyes widened with mock innocence. “What?! No! Why would you even suggest that?!”
“If I find the person, he or she is dead meat.”
“Have you checked the CCTV footage?” Jenny suddenly asked.
Malvika and Natasha stiffened.
“That’s a great idea!” Ashley concurred.
“There are no cameras in my room,” Nicholas groaned.
“Oooh.” Ashley and Jenny looked momentarily defeated. Then, Jenny said, “How about the hallway? There is a camera there right? It’s close to your room.”
“Yes, yes,” Nicholas replied. “We will check the footage.”
“Gosh, you guys,” Malvika scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Why do you need to search the footage like you are looking for a criminal? It’s just an harmless prank. The dye will wear off soon.”
Nicholas glared at her, his eyebrows pulling together suspiciously. “Find a way to get the footage before I return from set,” he said to Ashley and Jenny.
“Sure.”
He turned. “Diane, aren’t you going to work?”
“No. I took today off. Logan will look over things for me,” she replied.
“Okay.”
“What will you do to your hair?” Ashley asked. “You can’t go out looking like that.”
“I’ll put on a cap, I guess,” he said, sighing in defeat. “Gosh, if I find the person behind this, I’m so going to deal with him or her,” he raged.
Malvika and Natasha exchanged panicked looks. Malvika turned her gaze towards Nicholas who was climbing the stairs, muttering angrily to himself while Ashley followed behind him. She tried to turn around but her gaze caught Jenny’s and she frowned. Jenny was staring at her intently and suspiciously.
“What?” Malvika snapped in her direction. And for the first time, Jenny shrugged her shoulders and went upstairs without saying a word.
Immediately they were out of earshot, Natasha grabbed Malvika and began to shake her. “Malvi! Oh my God! I had no idea there were security cameras in this house. What are we going to do?!”
Malvika shrugged. “They are just bluffing.”
“What?”
“I said they are just bluffing,” she repeats. “They can’t do nothing.”
“Malvika!” Diane exclaimed.
Malvika sighed and rolled her eyes. “Fine, whatever. We will try to come up with something.”
“I can’t believe you are so nonchalant about this,” Natasha said. “What should we do?”
“First, we wait for Nicholas to leave the house, obviously,” she stated.
“Then?”
Malvika shrugged. “While we are waiting, we will be thinking of what next to do.”
Diane slapped her forehead in exasperation. “Oh, goodness!"
“Malvika!” Natasha yelled. “Nicholas has left the house. Now, we need to figure out what to do! Gosh!” She shouted in agitation, pacing around the room. She sat down and stood up again, unable to stay in a place.“Seriously, you guys should not have done this,” Diane said.“Just stop blaming us and help us think of a way out!” Natasha exclaimed.“You guys, calm down,” Malvika said in a calm tone, totally unbothered. “It’s not such a big deal. So, what if he finds out? Who cares? What can he do to us, anyway?”“You’ve forgotten that we are living under his roof; he can do absolutely anything to us. Besides, Mina is involved in this plan; she helped us get the spare key to Nicholas’ room and she was watching the door for us while we carried out the prank. We can’t let her lose her job.” Natasha replied, a panic-stricken look on her face.
It was evening and Natasha was sitting on the couch, her legs folded with a bowl of popcorn on her thighs. Her gaze was wholly concentrated on the television as she occasionally reached into the bowl to throw an handful of popcorn into her mouth. Diane was at the dining table at the far end of the living room. A couple of files were spread out in front of her. Her head was buried into them as she tried to sort them out. Malvika descended the stairs and walked towards Natasha. She slumped into the seat. “Hey,” she muttered. Natasha simply gave her a nod and turned back to the television. Malvika reached out a hand and dipped them into the bowl. She packed an handful of popcorn and threw them into her mouth. Natasha turned to glare at her. “Thief.” Malvika rolled her eyes. “Is Nicholas back?” she asked. “No. Where is Jenny?” “I don’t know. Somewhere in her room, maybe,” Malvika replied. The doorbell
Once again, Diane was in the conference room with the shareholders of the company. She rocked her chair as she stared into the faces of the men sitting before her. It seemed so unbelievable that she would be heading a meeting consisting of about five smart, rich, wealthy and powerful people. She rocked her chair slowly, her face grim and unsmiling. “Well?” She broke the tense silence. “What should we do?” “We should invest in the cement company,” Derrick Hale said – for the umpeeteenth time- coldly and harshly. “I don’t see any reason to invest into junk foods.” “The only reason why you want to invest in the cement company is because it happens to be one of the companies you also invest in,” Edward McClain said to Derrick Hale, giving him terrible eyes. “What is wrong with that?” Derrick Hale spat out vexedly. “Everything is wrong with it,” Jasper Harrington said with a narrowed look. “Mr. Hale seems to have forgotten that we do
Diane walked into the restaurant, her arm hooked into Jayden’s. They stopped at the entrance for a while, surveying the restaurant. “Wow, this place is actually beautiful.”Jayden tightened his hold on Diane. “Yeah, it is,” he replied softly, staring down to look at her face. Diane looked up at him and gave him one of those beautiful smiles that melted his heart away. “Come on let’s get our seat.”As they moved, a water intercepted them. “Good afternoon, sir, ma. How may we help you?”“Good afternoon. I made a reservation under the name Jayden Hale.”The waiter flopped through a pad. Then, he raised his head and smiled. “Of course. Come this way,” he said, turning to walk. Jayden and Diane followed him without complaint. He took them to a seat beside the window. “Here is your seat, Sir and Ma,” he stated.Diane gave him a smile. “Thank you.”
Diane gasped has he kissed her roughly. He slid his arm around her waist and cupped the back of her neck with his other hand. Unconsciously, she hooked her hands around his neck and tilted her head to deepen the kiss. Nicholas slid his hand to her ass and squeezed it. She gasped at the action, opening her mouth in the process and his tongue thrust into hers, demanding and possessing. She moaned into his mouth. Nicholas traced his hand down her body, lingering at her ass and cupping her breasts a few times. He slipped his hands into the blouse she was wearing and brushed her nipple through the thin and lacy bra she was wearing. He held one of her breasts in his hand and squeezed it roughly.Diane senses jolted from the action and she suddenly became aware of the action. Her eyes widened as she broke the kiss and frantically pushed him aside. “What the hell?!” she spat out, wiping her mouth and trying really hard to adjust her now disheve
Diane swung her leg across the bed to the floor and walked to the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror, looked at her reflection, placed her hands on her cheek and sighed. She looked messy. Her hair was messily sticking out from the band that held it. Her face was puffy and her eyes looked swollen. But that wasn’t what she was worried about. She kept thinking about the little stunt Nicholas pulled during dinner and how badly it affected. How are body had tingled when he out his hands inside of her; how her skin felt like it was on fire when he moved his hands around. She hadn’t wanted him to stop and she couldn’t deny that it felt so good and it left her extremely needy for a release but she knew she had to stop. Nicholas just wanted to mess with her feelings; she was so sure about that. And she wasn’t going to let him do that.The knock on her door interrupted her thoughts. “I’m coming,” she said and
Malvika drove into the parking lot of the bookshop. She turned off the car, picked her handbag and got down. She locked the door, adjusted her skirt and walked into the bookshop. She had no daily job to get to and the house was becoming boring for her. So, she decided to pick up new books to keep herself busy.She walked into the bookshop, stopping by the counter to say 'hi' to the lady behind it. “Hello Joan,” she said with a charming smile. “Looking lovely today.”“Hi Malvika,” Joan greeted, looking up with a smile. “It’s nice to see you. It’s being a while you came here.”“Oh yes. I went through a major change in my life, you know. Anyway, I’m here now and will probably be visiting frequently. Got any new books for me?”“Oh, we’ve got a lot.”“Oh yeah?” Malvika asked with am excited smile.“Yeah. We’ve got new crime thri
Diane groaned in frustration as her phone rang the fifth time. The phone had been ringing and she had refused to pick. Did the person calling not get the memo that she didn’t want to pick or talk to anyone? Angrily, she picked the phone and answered the call. “Who is this?” She snapped.“Diane, this is Logan,” the person replied.“Oh! I’m so sorry, Logan, I had no idea it was you.”“That’s okay,” Logan said reassuringly. “Actually, I called to inform you that preparations for your father’s burial has been completed.”“Oh my God!” Diane gasped. “Thanks, Logan. I’ve been so caught up with different things lately that I forgot to ask about that.”“It’s okay. All that remains for us is to pick a date. Does the twenty second of next month sound okay to you?”“Yeah, that’s good.”