Nicolas I nodded in satisfaction as I examined myself in the mirror. The navy suit is the perfect choice for today. I opted for a laid-back look, with no tie and just a few buttons opened on my undershirt. I stepped into my walk-in closet and opened the drawer of my watches. I selected my favorite silver Rolex and silver cuff links. I styled my hair in a sleek, pulled-back look. The five o’clock shadow on my face completed the ensemble. The elegant outfit is for my elegant date! Yes! I have a date with Anaya today. The date I asked her about a few days ago. It amazed me when she appeared content with the punishment she had imposed on Alberto. At that moment, I realized I needed her by my side, no matter what. I was delighted with the way all of my men and women greeted her and thanked her for letting them vent their rage on a mole. Without thinking, I asked her out on a date. Though she was stunned at my words in such a situation, she said yes. Thank fuck; she said yes or I would h

Nicolas A movement beside me made me alert. My eyes immediately popped open as all the sleep left my body. The frown quickly disappeared, though, and a smile appeared instead. I saw my kitten snuggling in my chest. Her hands were tightly clasped around my waist, while her legs were entangled with mine. She was practically half on top of me. My hands held her tightly to me. This is the first time I have ever slept beside someone after sex. This is the first time I might have felt content having someone hugging me. It was never my plan to have sex with her when I took her to the penthouse. All I wanted was to be with her. But one thing led to another, and now we’re naked under the sheet, cuddling one another. Although I was aware of Anaya’s inexperience, I never believed she was a virgin. The fact that I was her first made my chest puff out with pride. If she wasn’t a virgin, I wouldn’t care. Hell, I am far from it, but the caveman in me was banging his chest, happy about being with h

Nicolas Finally, my work is done! When I had finished clearing the stakes that had been piling up in front of me since last week, I plopped down on the couch. This month has been a rollercoaster ride. We finally managed to track the location of the stolen cargo, but when we reached there, it was empty. That enraged me, but the game had only just begun. Whoever was responsible for this was making a huge mistake. Since Anaya and I returned from Paris, I have been busier than ever. I have to travel to Portugal the following week for a two-week visit to our upcoming project. I wanted to take Anaya with me, but the talk Viler and I had was less than welcoming. He may have carried out his threat to shoot me if I had tried to take her. When he asked me that day to accompany him to the office, I knew he was pissed, and he was. He threatened me that if I repeated it, he would make sure I would be buried in his home. With very convincing words or warnings, I persuaded him that I would never h

Nicolas Ben shook me out of my stupor by rushing to retrieve the dead corpse of a man who had slumped over my sister. While he dragged that man’s body, Anaya’s shocked expression caught my attention. The gun was still pointed in front, and her eyes widened. Her face and body were smeared with blood as she breathed heavily. I am familiar with the shock of your first kill. I want to pull her out of it. So I carefully took the gun away from her. Even though she wasn’t holding the gun anymore, she did not move. I drew her to my chest, hoping to calm her down. I don’t give a fuck about the blood on my clothes, but the realization it could have been her blood made me shutter. I needed to hug her more than she needed to hug me. I felt her coming back to her senses as I hugged her as she clutched my jacket tightly. “Nicolas,” she cried in agony. “Shh kitten. I am here. You are safe. Cia is safe,” I whispered in her ear. Thank fuck, they are all right or I would have killed everyone in the

Nicolas I groaned as I felt a rush of pleasure travel down my spine. The sensation continued, and I strained my eyes open. I blinked several times, attempting to shake the trance I was in. But the exhilaration I felt in my groin pulled me out of my stupor. I noticed a person under the blankets and knew instantly who it was. “Kitten,” I moaned as I felt her lick the tip of my cock. She grinned as she crept out from under the blankets. She appeared flushed and thrilled. Fuck, I love waking up to her. “Finally, you are awake!” she beamed. “What are you doing?” I shuttered when I felt her hips grinding on my cock. I held her tight to stop the torture. She said, “Sh!” and put her index finger over my lips. When I saw her slither back under the blankets, my eyes grew wider. My confusion was dispelled as soon as I felt her tongue travel down my shaft. A throaty moan escaped my lips. As I yanked the blankets off the floor, I noticed my fiance sucking my shaft as if it were her favorite p