ログインWhere the hell did you put your phone?” He yelled in my face and I clammed up straight away. “What?” Confused at how he had the audacity to be mad at me, when he is the one who had gone on another silence war. “You called me. Four times, you haven't called me once in two weeks and all of a sudden you're calling me four times. Do you know how worried I was?” He yelled and grabbed the edge of my shoulder so that I could see the variety of emotions being displayed. “You sent me a text..” I stammered. The text had made me so mad, and I wanted to give him a piece of my mind then. “Okay, and? So why did you switch off your phone? Do you have any idea how worried I was? I thought something had happened to you again.” He yelled and the fight drowned out of me. The fear in his gaze made my heart squeeze in hurt on his behalf. It was clear that he was thinking of the time I got kidnapped, but earlier in the day I wasn't thinking about him or wanting to be reached when I switched off
Words are like barbs. Sometimes you don't know when they sink in and stick. The moment the ladies left the room I got out from where I was hiding and finally let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding. The secrecy from earlier between Nik and Serena and the way they were discussing them gave me an inkling that something was up. The thin lady must be an ex, or someone who was once interested in Nik, in whatever capacity I don't know. I managed to rub my wet hand over my straight hair to make sure that there was no fly always and finally stumbled out of the toilet. Just outside Serena had come to the lounge also, probably looking for me and we almost bumped into each other on my way out. “Babe,” she called out in her soft voice and I managed to croak out a smile. “You look like you have seen a ghost, are you sure you're fine?” She followed her initial question. “Hmn hmm” I nodded rapidly, and made to leave when I noticed that the men had moved to the lounge too. Serena grunted
Babe are you sure you're fine?” Serena asked and reached out to hold my hand and I nodded. We were all seated at the court side of a basketball game. The men had decided that since the New York Knicks made it to the playoffs this year that they were going to watch it live. Serena and I were sitting side by side and flanked on both sides by our husband. I shot a quick glance at Nik, whose entire attention was on the basketball court, and his careless hand which was squeezing my thigh. Serena, who was now facing the court, gave me a brief relief from the concerning looks and glances she had been shooting at me all night. I had on thigh high leader boots tucked into equally leather pants and a cropped white Jersey too. The goal was casual, yet cute. Unlike me, Serena was putting on stilleto heels and a mini bubble skirt, with a similar jersey of her all time favourite player. Nik was tense, and I could tell it was the game because every time the knicks threw a brick shot, or when
Nik had kissed her before many times. He had kissed her gently, he had kissed her coaxingly, he had even kissed her teasingly—especially during those earlier times when we were on our baby moon, before the twins came. Later had come the impassioned kisses, the ones he’d struggled to keep in check because their desires had ignited so easily then. Today he was kissing me with so much anger and angst. “Nik..” I called out in fear, my entire body was shaking. The depths of the emotions I was feeling felt like it could topple me and swallow me whole “Don't…” my voice fell on deaf ears, and he looked as if he was quite set on not listening to me. “ Don't what?” He bit out tersely. “I hate you.” I rasped out, my breath now falling in short heavy pants, responding in full to the man whose weight had me pinned to the bed. “Yes, but you want me. You want me so bad that you can't even deny it.” His response was so true that the flimsy tee shirt I had pulled on when I crawled
Chapter:. “Where the hell did you put your phone?” He yelled in my face and I clammed up straight away. “What?” Confused at how he had the audacity to be mad at me, when he is the one who had gone on another silence war. “You called me. Four times, you haven't called me once in two weeks and all of a sudden you're calling me four times. Do you know how worried I was?” He yelled and grabbed the edge of my shoulder so that I could see the variety of emotions being displayed. “You sent me a text..” I stammered. The text had made me so mad, and I wanted to give him a piece of my mind then. “Okay, and? So why did you switch off your phone? Do you have any idea how worried I was? I thought something had happened to you again.” He yelled and the fight drowned out of me. The fear in his gaze made my heart squeeze in hurt on his behalf. It was clear that he was thinking of the time I got kidnapped, but earlier in the day I wasn't thinking about him or wanting to be reached when I switch
Where the hell did you put your phone?” He yelled in my face and I clammed up straight away. “What?” Confused at how he had the audacity to be mad at me, when he is the one who had gone on another silence war. “You called me. Four times, you haven't called me once in two weeks and all of a sudden you're calling me four times. Do you know how worried I was?” He yelled and grabbed the edge of my shoulder so that I could see the variety of emotions being displayed. “You sent me a text..” I stammered. The text had made me so mad, and I wanted to give him a piece of my mind then. “Okay, and? So why did you switch off your phone? Do you have any idea how worried I was? I thought something had happened to you again.” He yelled and the fight drowned out of me. The fear in his gaze made my heart squeeze in hurt on his behalf. It was clear that he was thinking of the time I got kidnapped, but earlier in the day I wasn't thinking about him or wanting to be reached when I switched off my ph
ELAINE They say most girls dream of their big day. They imagine themselves in their ball wedding gown, and their hair pinned and coiled to perfection and every little detail of their wedding entrance and I wasn't left out. As a little kid, I enjoyed thumping over my parents' wedding album. The
ELAINE “Who the hell is that?” I shouted angrily, cradling my head in my hands which threatened to split into two with a headache. Someone, no, scratch that, a spawn from hell was knocking loudly at my door at barely 8am this morning. The sound was only serving more to aggravate the spllittng
ELAINE. The drive to the office was spent in silence. Mr whatever his name was didn't bother to make small talk and neither did I. He was obviously angry at how much time I took, and perharps his boss must have been calling him, but I didn't care. It really wasn't in my nature to act like a spoi
NikI want her. I know she was scared of me yet I wanted her. Even now that I know that the little minx is the god sister of my ex, the woman I loathe so much, and the grand daughter of my sworn enemy, I want her. I swore I didn't do children or those who barely have their frontal lobe develope







