Astra quickly turned the direction of the car to Nicholas’ home the home that was once hers. Not the time to think of that Astra, she scolds herself.“This had better be some serious emergency” She mutters. With the speed at which she was going, she’d definitely get pulled over. Luckily for her, there were no police around. Astra prayed in her heart that Nicholas was okay, she shouldn’t care, she should have been doing quite the opposite. But deep down she knew no matter what, she’d always care for Nicholas. His voice over the phone sounded hurried, frightened even and before she knew it she had sprinted out of the coffee shop without giving any explanation whatsoever to Jared. What was she to say? “Sorry Jared, Nicholas needs me. You know Nicholas don’t you? Yes, the same man you met in my home a week back that harassed you. Also, my ex-husband that threw me out into the rain five years ago, ah yes that’s the one” Jared would have looked at her as a stupid woman and in all honesty,
Nicholas felt utterly and completely dejected and most importantly a fool, a very big one at that. How could he let his guard so lose and let the pure lust he felt towards Astra control his actions. That was the thing he never liked when it came to Astra, how she was in total control of his feelings without evening trying. He could do the most stupidest things and shitties things when it came to her. What the fuck was he thinking trying to coo her into his bed.“God I am such a fool” he muttered to himself, hands folded behind his neck as he looked at the plain wall as though it was supposed to miraculously reply his question.The cold wind blew as the trees swung from left to right. Everywhere was calm and the lights were off. The creepy darkness haunted the streets and not a soul could be seen hovering around perhaps some living souls that meant business could be seen. In his large black coat with a muffler around his neck, he stood by the end of the road as he adjusted his big hat
The 18th of July. A date Astra never thought she could forget in a hurry. About twelve years ago on that day, she tried Sam's line but it wasn't going through so she went to his home instead to ensure everything was fine. Sam always picked her calls unlike that day. The door to Sam's living room opened the moment she gave the door a slight push. His parents were probably out and Jean his younger sister was playing with her friends at the park behind. She dashed to Sam's room and hit the door with so much frustration after the moanings she heard made her run mad with rage. Sam her highschool boyfriend was on top of Clara some random girl from her class as Sam asserts. Clara was butt naked while Sam had his boxers on. After she hurried home in tears, she imagined Clara bending over Sam's abdomen giving him a blow job while he screamed in pleasure as she heard him say to Clara "You handle me so well." She was heartbroken. The tortuous scene she encountered back then made her vow never
Astra marched down the hallway, her red heels making click clack sounds in her wake. The light from an adjacent window shone on her hair and reflected on her defiant face as she walked with purpose.She was going to tell her boss she could no longer work on the Michaelson's case and her stand was final.She didn't know what kind of elaborate joke this was, being forced to work hand in hand with her ex husband but she was not finding it funny and Trevor had better be prepared to hear an earful because she was not going to be a pawn in this game, least of all to Nicholas Michaelson any longer and if it meant her sliding of her chair, packing her things and leaving, she would do it. Hell, she would even move states.As she approached the foot of the stairs, she berated herself. Why had she stayed in the same state she'd been broken, expecting to somehow be healed? And why was this thought just occuring now?Taking the stairs one at a time, she recited all the reasons why she would never
Astra went up the stairs without pausing for an instant, letting her feet walk her the familiar path to the music room where the door was slightly ajar. Astra was grateful that there were no instruments playing there because she wasn't sure she couldn't handle the atmosphere. She was already finding it difficult to even be in the same room as Nicholas. The walls she'd let down were coming back up again and she was powerless to stop them.Astra opened the door and saw Nicholas seated on a plush and comfortable looking sky blue bean bag, with papers sprawled around him. He looked deeply focused and Astra appreciated he fact that he's started without her ."Are you going to keep on standing there or come over here?" The tone with which the words were uttered were not harsh, rather they were mild, playful even. She gulped."Was the butler welcoming me in really necessary?" She asked , her tone was had a bit of bitterness in it. Nicholas looked genuinely confused, his head tilting a lit
'Did he think he could just call anytime he wanted to and I would just pick up his phone?" Astra threw questions to the wind like as though somehow, the wind would answer any of it, she thought as she drove away from the magnificent house faster than she intended.she wanted to get far away as possible from Nicholas and from every misery that envelopes the house. What was she thinking? That she could magically just forget what had happened in the house? That omehow she could work for the same man who had promised her forever and still threw her outside in the rain, even though she had pleaded and begged, he had turned deaf ears to her please, making her begging seem like thrash nd her crying look pathetic. Astra got it,she really did, Nicholas was engaged and happy but why on Earth did he have to rub it in and the timing? Perfect timing. The way she waltzed into the area where they had sat down, was it all planned? Was the whole thing a set up? Get her to come over and then insult he
"You want to go at me big boy!! Huhhh! You want to go! Pretty boy?" The unknown man kept shoving his face at Nicholas while Nicholas remained calm and let the man rant as much as he liked, the only reason why he wasn't shoving a hand down his throat was because of Astra. She was the only thing stopping him from going killer mode on this guy. He had the audacity to touch Astra, no shame right here, out in public? He so badly wanted to beat him up but as he tried to guide Astra away from the man, so they would walk away, the man burst out laughing manically. That got Nicholas to turn right back at him, disgust written on every corner of his face and anger etched deep in his eyes."yeah! Pretty boy, walk the fuck away" he shouted at Nicholas. Nicholas balled his fists, his knuckles turning so white, there wasn't any blood left to go towards his brain, his heart beat twice as fast and his anger pumped twice as fast and so did his movements.The unknown man was sprawled out, face up, teet
Astra couldn't believe herself as badly as she wanted to, she couldn't. She dropped her bag on the coffee coloured table and ordered for an Americano expresso and a croissant with it. As the waitress took her leave after scribbling her order down, she began to wonder what honestly happened during the weekends, she knew she was completely out of it when she came to, the beautiful Versace still hung on her wall, adorned with all the sexiness that came with Versace and her purse still had wads of new notes. What was even funny was that Nicholas didn't call her or anything, if not for anything she would have said he had grown somewhat more matured. More like a man and less of a baby. He didn't call ,didn't check up on her and didn't bother her.'or maybe you disgusted him so much he didn't see the need to' her mind was playing death tricks on her, playing on her insecurities and her broken up pieces of that night. Her coffee came right on time, she sipped it while it was hot as hell and i