ВойтиNicole Harper~•~I blinked, taken aback by the hostility in his voice. I had a suspicion he wouldn’t want me here, but I didn’t think he’d be so obvious about it.My lips parted, but I had nothing to say. I was just about to turn around and leave when Talia held my wrist, stopping me. She raised her chin at Tristan. “I brought her here, obviously. What about it?” She was trying to be bold but even I could hear the tremor in her voice.Tristan’s eyes bounced from me to Talia, then back to me. He dragged a hand down his face, effectively wiping away the harsh expression on his face. “Fuck. I don’t mean it that way.” He made a move to stand up from his stool, but paused, looked around, and remained on his stool. “You should have called me if you were coming.”I frowned. So did he want me here or not?“She doesn’t need your permission,” Talia responded on my behalf.Tristan narrowed his eyes at her. The traitor let go of my hand immediately and went to stand next to Sebastian. When Trist
Nicole Harper~•~“So I just heard from my brother that Tristan is at Orivon. Want to go?”I blinked at Talia. “What’s Orivon?”“The Orivon?” She emphasized, as if that was supposed to help me understand better. “You haven’t heard of it?”I shook my head. “What happens there?”“Basically everything. There’s a bar, a library no one ever uses, a tennis court, a boxing ring, a piano room, and a dance hall. Literally everything one can think of, but it is only limited to members and well, their guests. It’s pretty hard to become a member though.”“So for rich people?”She winced. “I guess you can put it like that.”“That explains why I don’t know it.” I shrugged.“I thought Tristan would have mentioned it to you, but it’s understandable because he hasn’t been there in almost a year. So… want to go?”“You’re a member?”“Yeah. My dad used to be a member so I guess I was born into it. Then something happened and he almost got kicked out but Julian took care of the station and well, here we a
Tristan Michelson~•~I honestly couldn’t remember my life before Nicole because there was no way in hell I used to sit alone in my living room on the weekend whenever I didn’t have any important meetings. I couldn’t even recall what it was like to not have her around so I didn’t know what to do with myself after Talia dragged her away.Saying that Talia dragged her away was a stretch though. I knew Nicole was eager to go with her. She’d been acting like she had a problem with my house the past few days. I knew she was kind of avoiding me but I didn’t know why and I didn’t want to ask.If I asked, it could lead to a fight and make her pull away even more.Nicole was a runner and we had only one week left together before Lily came back. I didn’t want to ruin the last week we had together. Fuck. I dragged a hand down my face. I couldn’t believe I was sitting at home trying to analyze a woman and her feelings for me.I was more than thankful for the distraction when my phone buzzed with
Nicole Harper~•~My first instinct was to run.But that would look suspicious especially as we were basically living together and working in the same building, so I didn’t.I just went to work early and worked overtime, leaving with the last person on the floor so Tristan would have no excuse to call me into his office.If Tristan noticed I was avoiding him, he didn’t call me out. When Saturday came, I was bothered to be around him so I was more than grateful when I finally got a call from Talia, asking to hang out. I almost kissed her through the phone.“God, yes,” I said immediately, already heading toward my closet. “I need to get out of this house.” I had even retreated to my room just to have a bit of space from everything. Tristan was intense but realizing I was falling for him was even more intense.Talia laughed on the other end. “Rough week?”“You have no idea.”“Perfect. I’ll pick you up in thirty. Wear something cute. We’re doing retail therapy.”I hung up with a small sm
Nicole Harper~•~I was in the middle of brushing my teeth while preparing for bed when my phone buzzed with a notification.I picked it up from the sink, my eyes widening when I saw that it was a bank notification, a credit alert to be specific.I quickly rinsed my mouth and walked out of the bedroom to see Tristan busy on his laptop. “You sent the money anyway?” I asked. “And double at that?” I had been surprised to see that Tristan still sent the money and instead of the original ten grand my mother had told him to give me, he’d made it twenty.Tristan raised his gaze to spare me a glance. “He asked for 10k. Send him 10k. The extra is to reimburse what you already gave him.”I blinked in surprise, still standing there in the doorway. I knew I’d asked him earlier if he was going to send the money or not but that was in the heat of the moment and I didn’t actually want to spend his money on my father. Besides, I thought when he said I didn't have to carry it alone anymore, it meant
Tristan Michelson~•~“Nicole,” I took a step closer to her and watched as she tried to take one backward but got trapped by the counter instead. I took the opportunity to close the distance between us.As I approached her, she looked away. I grabbed her chin gently, making sure she was staring at me as I spoke.“Please, Nicole.” My gaze softened as I searched her eyes. It was almost like a war was going on in there. I had an idea of what was going on but I also wanted her to tell me by herself. We weren’t going to last if she kept hiding things from me. “Let me in. Let me know what the problem is.”She averted her gaze but there was really nowhere else she could look when I was crowding her space. Her eyes met mine again, her lips quivering as she debated whether to spill or not. “He wants money,” she said finally, voice barely above a whisper. She didn’t need to mention who she had been talking to. “Ten thousand. He… he knows about us. He’s threatening to spread it around if I don’
Tristan Michelson~•~Like Sebastian, Nico, and I always said, Julian was always right.He’d told me my plan would backfire and only a few days later, the girl was prepping to go on a date. It unsettled me. I felt like going into her room to stop her, to bend her over her bed and remind her that he
Nicole Harper~•~Tristan was unhinged.I wasn’t sure if he had figured it out or if he just suspected something, but the fact that he dared to confront me about it was absolutely crazy.What did he think would happen? I’d happily tell him that I’d met him some time two months ago and the said meet
Tristan Michelson~•~“It’s just a thought,” Julian clarified. “That doesn’t mean I’m right.”“When are you not right, Julian?” Nico scoffed.His theory was far-fetched, but that didn’t make it impossible. If anything, he clarified a few things for me.If—and this was a very big if—what he said was
Nicole Harper~•~I was lost in thought until I fell asleep.By the time I woke up, it was very dark outside. I checked my phone to see that it was already past eight at night. I blinked in surprise. How long did I think for? How long did I sleep for?I sat on the bed, not sure what to do, then my







