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Nicolas' room was wide open but the words I heard next made me stop.
“F**k me daddy” “F**k me like a dirty little s**t” I instantly turned to the direction of the sound and just like I had predicted it was coming from his room. I moved closer and looked in and the scene in front of me made me halth. Nicolas was having sex with the new girl he had just met. Somehow he was able to detect that I was standing there, he turned and looked at me using his expressions to tell me to shut the door. I swallowed as I slowly grabbed the door handle and shut it. my legs instantly gave out as I slid on the door, the tears threatening to come out. The way he looked at me, he didn’t even mind if I saw him in that position, this wasn’t the first time that I would see him with a woman but why did this one have to hurt this much. Today was my day and yet all he could do was have sex with another woman instead of making the night all about me. Tessa, my mother's called from the dinning. Picking up the last piece of me left, I walked back to the garden where the party was being held. The moment my mom saw me I saw the way her eyebrows raised as she looked behind me for Nicolas Where is he? Nicolas is busy, he would join us in a few minutes. My mother looked at me,the worry laced all over her face as she tried to read my mood. Is everything okay? My eyes scanned over to my step father who stood just behind my mother. Nic will be here anytime soon, you don’t need to be worried he isn’t doing anything illegal. My words comforted my step dad and he tapped my mom's shoulders as he whispered something in her ears. They both turned to me,my mom gleaming with pride and my step father looking even better. How about we let the girl have her time, let her mingle with the guest and when your brother comes we would cut the cake. I nodded as my mom and step father walked away. My eyes scanned around our little garden that had been decorated just for me. My mom and stepdad were having a send off party to college and since I turned 20 a few days ago they decided to just celebrate it together. But unlike every other girl that had a blast, I wasn’t having a good time, I had no friends and most of the people here were friends of my stepfather and friends of Nicolas, my step brother. I have always had a secret crush on my step brother Nicolas. Our parents met after Nicolas' mom died. Though Nic wasn’t an only child, he had an elder brother Killian who is an Ex soldier. Unlike Nicolas,Killian was more withdrawn and short tempered, the only time I saw him was the one year he lived with us and even then he never said a word to me, and he made it clear to me that he hated my presence. But just a year to our arrival he left and joined the army. I knew little about him as discussions about him were always in hush voices but one the week ago I heard my mom talking about him a few times but I could care less. “Happy birthday sissy”someone whispered behind me and I knew exactly who it was. Nicolas was now dressed in a well tailored suit, and looked handsome as ever, his blonde hair was well styled to the side perfecting his face. Nic moved even closer as he kissed my cheeks and pulled away. I watched him as he walked over to his friend Landon who stood by the side with the girl he just had sex with. My heart raced more, Nic could careless about how I felt, this wasn’t the first time I had seen him with a lady, but it hurts everytime I see him. “How about we cut the cake since your favorite brother is here,” my mother teased. Everyone immediately pulled over and I cut the cake as they clapped. Nic clapped more but the whole time,he had his arms wrapped around the girl. Once the cake has been cut, everyone goes back to their activities. Nic turns to me as he brings out the bracelet from his pocket. “This is for my little sissy” he says as he tries to put the necklace around my neck but instead I feel his body go stiff. From where I stood facing the little pool just beside the garden, I could feel the tension suddenly build up in the air. It felt like something had penetrated into the air and everyone seemed to be hypnotized about it. I turned but as I did, I halted immediately as my eyes scanned over to the entrance that leads to the garden and I saw him. The man dressed in a smart casual with an Italian flair, his hair is properly styled and dark in color with just one strands pulling out from the corner. I saw the tattoos creeping up from his hands all over to his neck, the dark shade he wore made it harder for me to see his looks but as I looked over at him, it seemed like he stopped for a moment and stared at me. The silence that followed with his presence was more defeating than anything I had ever felt before. Each step he took made the tension in the air increase and as I looked over to my mom, I saw the shock on their faces. The man didn’t stop. I knew he was approaching us but as he got closer, I heard Nicolas whisper the name. Killlian. The man walks over to him and in a second he pulls Nicolas into a big hug. As Nicolas hugged him I tried to ravel my head around that name. I have heard that name before. “Son, I didn’t think you were going to come” my step dad Micheal stated beside me as he tapped his back. “Sorry, I’m late”he says gently as he takes off the shade from his eyes. My heart froze as I looked at the man standing in front of me. He was no other than my older stepbrother Killian who hated me to death.But unlike the killian I knew he looked different. I couldn’t help but stare at his ocean blue eyes. He cast me a glance as he finally turns to my direction as if he was finally acknowledging my presence. I tried to say something but the words were caught against my throat. Killian paused and looked at me for a moment, A flicker of displeasure crossed over his face.I saw the way his expression tightened, the corners of his mouth dipping. He looked at me again and for a moment I felt that wave of fear wash all over as I stared at the man towering above me. Killian signs and lets out a deep breath. “Happy birthday Tessa” he says gently.**********Tessa*******Another week alone making what my new life had thrown to me or the new terror I now face.Since I turned my back on my mother had been pure torture on its own.Firstly my mom turned down the payment for my apartment and since I hadn’t lived to three months they were able to refund her and given a 24 hours evict notice.That was the first time I realised the kind of mess that I had just gotten myself in.Isabel asked me to live with her till I was comfortable leaving and even though Killian had made it his life mission to text me every fucking minute of his life, I still couldn’t let it go.A part of me thinks it’s his fault but another part of me feels like I have done absolutely something right.After a week I have realized that my mother didn’t want to see me anymore and I have totally made my peace with that.Isabella and I took the last classes for the day as we walked out of the building again.Isabella had been blabing about the party she was
The world of the mafia *****killian ******Rico was seated in the midst of the table when we arrived.From the tight securities to the flashy cars and back to the people sitting down there was the least thing my eyes caught.My eyes met the man sitting at the tight side of the table. His potbelly overshadowed his whole physique and the greed was so evident in his eyes.My eyes traveled to the man in a dark suit on black glasses. I knew who he was, it was Arda Viktor , the same man that ran the Russian mafias.It was said that his father was the leader and somehow when he died he was made the leader instead of his elder brother who had become his obvious rival but for some obvious reasons he didn't seem to mind about who hated him ,I could tell his basking in the tales of his triumphs.There were two other men who sat by the left and for the first time when they looked at me there was this contemplation in their eyes that I should have known but why would I ? And then my eyes l
*******Killian***** I don’t know exactly what’s wrong with me and I don’t know how long I was going to keep up with all this.Zade stood by the window, he had this look on his face and with Luca behind him glaring out, I knew exactly what was going on.The walks have ears, they say and now we have decided to be calm.It’s been a whole fucking week since the whole incident that happened at home, from Nicolas finding out anoky us to Tessa telling her mom off just to stay with me.Honestly I know she’s hurting and the last thing I wanted was to see her hurt in that manner of which I cannot control.Zade and Luca are so pissed at me in a way I had never seen them be at all and they said I shouldn’t have gotten get into this in the first place.Staring at it all over feels like a damn dream that’s turning into reality.The same I felt when I left that miserable house and the rage and anger I had for my dad was just enough to turn my face on them.I didn’t wait for Tessa tha
*******Tessa*******My mom stood right in front of me, the rage and anger in her eyes was different from every other one that I have seen before, I could tell how mad she was.The silence in the room was totally caused by my atrocities and for the first time I wished I had never let my feelings get in the way of things.Isabell's grip on my arms is the only thing that brings me back to reality and I know that both her and my step dad are looking at me.Tessa, she whispered my name barely enough for anyone to hear as she stared at me.Tell me all of this is some kind of sick joke and you’re just joking , don’t tell me Nicolas is saying the truth.I tried to say something, maybe defend myself but when I opened my mouth the only thing that came out was muffled and a low groan. My mother looked like she could smack my brains out in an instant and Nicolas looked like he had just worn a trophy.“Tessa, we need to leave” Isabel whispers as her grips on me tightened even mo
********Tessa******** I stared at my phone for the 100th time as the caller kept calling over and over again. My eyes caught the familiar pair of brown wheels that I had seen the first time that I found this coffee book reading shop.All my life and living with my step dad this has been one of my favorite spot considering the fact that I loved reading whenever I felt bored at home and broken I always come here and what hurts most is the fact that Nicolas was the person who brought me here before I turned 13 because he saw how much I loved reading.Everything about this place reminded me of him, the stupid messy face he would make whenever I asked him to pick me.I had betrayed him ,he was hurt and broken comfort but yet I was still amongst the person that broke his heart .After Nicolas left ,I didn’t wait for Killian to comfort me. I walked away and somehow he let me go with interrupting as if he knew exactly what I needed.I met Abigail, the daughter of the owner of
****** Tessa******* Nicolas looked like he would pass out, the look on his face haunted me and even as I tried to act strong my heart was breaking.The only thing I had wrapped around myself was his t shirt on the table as I ran after him, there was no fucking way I was letting him go out in anger.“Nic , nic please just listen please I beg you in whatever we have, please I planned to tell you after the wedding” I cried desperately as I grabbed his arms but my touch on him was faced with a hard impact as he swung my hands away and turned to stare at me.For the first time, this wasn’t the Nicolas that smiled at me or made me feel comfortable or the Nicolas who would do everything for me, this time he looked like a different person and there were marks of tears sticking at the corner of his eyes.“Please, I beg of you, please”“You lied to me” you fucking lied to me Tessa, you looked me straight in the eyes and showed me how dumb I was. I didn’t mean to, I didn’t know how to







