Chapter four: Get up and strip

Nicklaus pov

*Harrington Group*

8pm

“Who dared to intercept our new arrivals?!”

“This unimaginable boldness is intriguing!” I thought as I held the wine glass so tight I feared I might crush it.

Standing in the pitch black room with only the moonlight reflecting through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

My cold sharp eyes giving reference to the murderous aura emanating from me effortlessly.

Taking interval sips from the glass while swirling the wine to the rhythm of my ire.

“Whoever it is, better prays to God I don’t find em!”. Cause I swear no where on earth will be safe!.”

*Door opens*

“Nick, we’ve got him”

klaus annouced

“Who?” I growled with impatience.

“Mr Thompson of the Huzari Clan”.

Klaus answered watering my itching curiosity

“That Perverted fool has the nerves to steal from me?!”

I asked with a smirk others like to call the devil’s grin.

“Putting fools like these in their place is my forte”.

“Where is he?” I asked

“He’s currently on his way to the Boutam Auction,

Boss, should we apprehend him?” Klaus asked

“No. Have R2 stationed for extraction of our arrivals”.

“Kill anyone who stands in their way”.

“And finally get the car ready, we’re going to Boutam auction”.

I said with a stern expression as I grabbed my coat and headed for the exit.

*phone rings*

“Hello”-

I answered in my usual deep voice.

“You son of a b*tch!, is this how you greet your father?!.

You finally decided to pick my call huh? You punk!” He roared from the other end.

“I guess that makes you the bitch” I said in an indifferent tone just to further agitate him.

“Or would you rather I call you by your name. Adam, just like old times?”.

I moved the phone from my ears cause I could swear he was raining curses at me.

“What do you want Adam?”. I asked sternly.

He knew I wasn’t joking around and responded.

“A wife for you”.

I stayed silent.

“The coronation is due in two months, you are well aware that without a wife you won’t be able to succeed me.

Or do you want to be stripped off your birth right and hand over the clan to your brother Lucious?.” He added.

“Adam”-

“No more excuses Nicklaus, your mother has taken the leverage and found a suitable family’s heiress”. He interjected.

“You mean Juliet my Stepmother” I snorted.

“Another engagement dinner has been fixed tomorrow by 7pm, don’t even think of pulling an absent stunt like the last time!”.

I ended the call with a furrowed brows, there’s no way I’m gonna let Juliet have her way with selecting a bride for me!

“Boss, we’re here”

the chauffeur announced.

I took long strides into the hall and as always the crowd stared in awe.

My eyes fixated at the old hag who doesn’t seem impressed by all the girls paraded on stage.

But I wasn’t bothered in the slightest, after all there’s more than one way to kill a rat.

Soon the auctioneer announces the final piece, the Phoenix, and his eyes light up.

“Jackpot” I voiced out.

“Boss, since when were you swayed by pretty girls?” Klaus asked obviously misreading the situation.

I shot him a death glare hoping that’s enough to shut him up but of course I was wrong cause he went on,

“I mean, there’s nothing to be shy about boss,with so many beauties it’s only natural that at least one catches your eyes, after all you’re a functional man, huh?”

“You obviously have a death wish...”

just before I could give him a piece of my mind the auctioneer declare,

Going. Going...

Unaware of the initial bid thanks to klaus that d*ck head, I

voiced

“Ten million dollars!”

Don’t know how much these usually cost but the stares told me I went overboard. Well it doesn’t matter, as long as I ousted that perverted scum.

Leaving the hall and letting klaus handle the necessary process.

“Get me every information on that girl, and I’ll be needing a document.”

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“Nicklaus, she’s in, everything’s prepared.” Klaus said.

Entering the room I was welcomed to a dim lightening and a young lady probably in her early twenties sitting blindfolded on the bed.

I took hurried strides towards her and tugged on her blindfolds unveiling huge pairs of siren blue eyes.

Grabbing her chin tightly while she wince in pain as I stared deep into her eyes, surprisingly she held my gaze.

“Get up and strip” I commanded

A ton of emotions flash through her eyes most of which were disbelief then sudden realization as she gets up.

I let go.

She walks towards the counter and downs a full glass of wine to my bewilderment, then attempts to strip.

“It’s stuck, pls help me” she said

This girl is really something...

Closing the gap between us while she retreats and soon hits the wall.

I stared down at her rosy full lips and soon captured them.

A quick tease was my intention but as my lips met hers,

a soft peach blossom fragrance filled my nostrils, I found myself leaning in for more.

But that thought was short lived and instantly replaced with fuming anger, I was beyond furious.

“Such nerves!” I growled with burning rage

“I’m sor-sorry,” she went on pleading.

“How dare you lay a finger on me?!, you sold yourself and now you suddenly have pride?

Are you trying to show me you have a good upbringing?. Something that you learnt from your mother?!”

I roared while staring straight into her eyes.

Her gaze intensified, it was fierce and sharp. I stared on intrigued. Not only was she holding gaze with my intimidating eyes but she was currently staring daggers at me.

“I’m sorry I raised my hand against you , I had no right”. She said sympathetically

“But what I would not tolerate is you insulting my mother!. Yes I sold myself and I would do it all over a again if it means I can save a precious life.

And you have no right to judge me when you don’t know me!” She spat back with burning rage, then added

“I’m not a fool to think the agreement still stands, I will do everything in my power to pay back the Ten million dollars.” She said as she walked passed me.

*clap* clap*

“Congratulations, Arya you passed the test” I said as she stopped in her tracks

“What?!”

“I had to be sure you wouldn’t fall for my brother’s charm.

Over there is a contract, sign it.

It’s a one year marriage contract with all the conditions listed.”

“Wait, what?!” She asked with a raised brow

“Did I stutter? I hate repeating myself”

“This was intended to be a one night stand, I didn’t sign up for this”. She responded

“Your terms clearly state you will oblige to anything I ask of you tonight.” I said indifferently then added.

“Don’t think you’ve got a choice, if you want your mother to safely receive treatment you better do as you’re told!” I said hinting a threat.

Oh, and next time you lay your hands on me, I promise you’ll lose them”.

“Tomorrow’s dinner is at 7pm, prepare for war!”.