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His Broken Angel First Fight
Angela had just finished her meal when she heard a knock at the door. The woman had disclaimed her wheelchair. She propelled her unsteady legs towards the door and opened it. A tiny plump woman grinned brightly at her. The woman looked to be in his late fifties. She had a kind face and friendly smile. But her downturned brown eyes had a hint of authority in them. "Are you Mrs. King? I am Martha," saying that the woman brushed past her and into the house without seeking permission. Angela stared after her in confusion. The woman turned towards her."I am the housekeeper. Mr. King had called me and told me about your arrival. I am here to serve you," the woman explained. Her voice was a little croaky as if she was having a soar throat. "Glad to have you here, Martha. I must say you have done an excellent job looking after the house," Angela appreciated her efforts. The woman's grin broadened. " I try," Martha replied while appraising Angela with a hint of appreciation.Confusion cros
His Broken Angel Suspicion
The woman felt a bolt of panic rise up her throat when he started stalking towards her with- what she assumed- intention of ripping her apart."Where the fuck were you?" he thundered, sounding as baleful as death, his unwavering glare pinning her to the spot. His fists were clenched tight as if he was controling himself from throwing fists on her. Angela swallowed. "I..I...am sorry.. I wandered off.... I had no inte...""Are you dense? Why the fuck did you go out when you know nothing about this damn place?" he spat harshly, making her go silent. Hot tears brimmed her eyes as she gaped at him in shock."But I came back," she replied, trying to hold back her tears. Her answer seemed to have stoked his rage for his glare became deadlier. "What if you didn't? What if something had happened to you? Who would have told your uncle that it was all your fucking fault?" he seethed loudly. Angela flinched and stared at him in silent horror. He was more concerned about his reputation. A warm
His Broken Angel Nichelle
She thought about confronting Nikaulas about this but decided against it. If he was hiding something from her, she was going to catch him red-handed.Angela hoped all her doubts were unfounded. How much she had cried last night. Her eyes were still slightly red and swollen. She glanced at his car that her car was following. It was a risk following him but he hadn't suspected yet. He must be caught up in something to not notice.The car halted in front of a hospital. Her brows knitted down in confusion as she spied him getting down the car. He buttoned up his jacket and walked towards the entrance with his long legs. Angela was beyond confused. What was he doing here? Tears warmed her eyes. She gave money to the driver and got down. The driver helped her in wheelchair before leaving. Nikaulas had already disappeared. She went up to the reception. The lady at the reception regarded her with curiosity. Ignoring her gaze, Angela asked the woman who Nikaulas King was visiting. The woman r
His Broken Angel Promises Are To Be Kept
Angela tried third time but the words inked on the yellow page refused to get into her head. Her head was already crammed with other thoughts. She still had not recovered from the shocking revelation.Nichelle. She is alive. She knew Nikaulas had a sister who died in a car accident four years ago. The news of her death was all over the media. Everyone was unsettled by the news including Angela. For the girl was too young to leave the world like this. Only 17. Ara and Killian had also visited the bereaved family to pay their condolensces. But the truth was entirely different. She was alive. And she was here. Why did they lie to the world? Why was she here and not with her family? Does Mr. and Mrs. King know about her? The girl needed to be with her family. In just one meeting she had grown so attached to her. It clearly indicated her desperation for a freind. Her pondering boiled down to one conclusion. She needed to talk to Nikaulas. As if on cue, the doorbell rang. Angela per
His Broken Angel Her Eyes
"I didn't mean that. I just want to say that she is too young to live here on her own. This is not her home. A hospital room can't be her room. I spent only two hours with her, just a few nice words and she was afraid of letting me go. She is alone and loneliness is not good for her," she kept her voice calm and gentle, hoping he will understand. Angela had felt what loneliness feel like. Nothing can be scar than the thought of being all alone in a world full of people. After her parents' death, she withdrew from the world. The loss of her parents and her legs had robbed her off of her confidence and will to live. If not for Ara, Angela might have succumbed to her pain long ago. Maybe it was her chance to pay back the kindness she had received. "I don't know why she is not staying with your parents but if there is a problem with that, I assure you I can look after her," she offered meekly. "Why are you so concerned about her? What's your motive?" he enquired, leveling her with a
His Broken Angel Prank
"Hmmm...I am going to find the princess and punish her for being fairer then me," Angela played along and began looking for Nichelle who was hiding in the kitchen. Nichelle was still a mystery for Angela. Angela didn't know much about Nichelle's condition only that the fatal accident had caused her age regression. She was physcially grown up but still a child by mind. Her heart bled for this girl. She had caught her glimpse a handful times in parties before the accident. Her eyes now lacked that glintof intelligence that she had seen in them during their few run-ins. Angela also wondered why Nikaulas had forbidden her from taking Mr. and Mrs. King's name in front of her. What was this puzzle. Angela smiled when she caught the hem of her pink dress peeking from behind the refrigerator. very quietly, she moved in her direction. "Boo," she shouted to startle her. Nichelle jumped in her spot and squealed, causing Angela to burst into a fit laughter. After playing hide and seek for
His Broken Angel Scared?
Nikaulas' tiltedhis head, appraisingthe trembling being in front of him. The man's hands were clasped together and his eyes were pleading for mercy. Of course, what Nik had for him was better than mercy. His urine drenchedpants was offputting for sure. Nik snorted. What a waste of cock. "I..I can be very useful. I have intels on them," the man tried to negotiate in a shaking voice. Nikaulas smirked, amused. " I am sure, you have," Nik replied, lookingat his prey with a wicked glint in his eyes. His statement brought a silver of confidence to the man. "I will share them with you in return you willsparemy life," the man put forth. He tried to sound brave but the tremor in his voice betrayed him. Nik leaned forward, holding his eyes. "I have something better.How about you give me the intels and I release you," Nikaulas offered and appraised the man's reaction. The man's e
His Broken Angel Picnic
Leah moaned as Nikaulas devoured her mouth. Her hands were clasping his shoulder while his arms were wrapped around her waist. They were in his study right now, enjoying the moments they had stolen. Leah had come straight to his study when she learned he was alone in there. Angela was in the garden with Theo and Nichelle. " Divorce her and I'll divorce Theo. Let's get married," Leah breathed while peppering kisses down his throat. She gasped when she felt a hard tug on her hair. He forced her face up to meet his gaze. "Divorce her huh?" he sneered down at her. Leah stared at him, scared by the shift in his demeanour. He dragged her towards the window that overlooked the garden. He observed as his gaze searched and then rested on someone. "Do you see that woman?" he clasped his hands behind his back and jutted his chin out. Leah followed his line of gaze and saw Angela. She was laughing at something Theo had said. Her brows contracted in confusion. "She was attacked six ti
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