MasukNick's POV The night was endless as Nick and Jeff migrated from the mansion to the company. He stopped at the Technical room. Most of the staff were at busy. It was a mess in the technical room as the technicians tried to block the leakage. Nick doubted they knew what they were doing. he wasn't going to waste his hope waiting in them, when he could still salvage somethings. Nick returned to his office with a cup of coffee in hand. For some reasons, his mind was now at ease. The leakage had already happened. all he had to do now was protect the few things that hand leaked. He opened his laptop and tried to delete some of the information, he would never want to see the day of the light. he could always typed them in back when the crisis had calm down. His office looked like a mess. Jeff had brought endless of coffees to his table to keep him active. Every notification that appeared on his screen felt like another knife cutting into the company.Confidential files.Prototype
Nita's POVThat was how the day started for Nita. She had to endure the long speeches about Nick from Nate. "And daddy Nick showed me some wonderful things on his phone." He continued to gush about Nick. Nita sighed. There was no doubt that blood was thicker than anything. Regardless of how she tried to make them stay apart, Nate felt stronger about Nick than anyone. It was unlike anything she had seen before. She knew if she continued listening to Nate, he would have countless of things to say and she would be lost in his endless gist when there was more pressing matters to handle. He didn't even talk that much about Jeremy whom he had known so badly. Nita sighed. "Okay, dear. I can see that you like Uncle Nick so much, but mummy got to work today."His face fell. Nita cupped his face, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Don't look like that, baby? You can tell mum all about it after I get back."He nodded. "I know that mummy get promoted. Does that mean that you'll be busy than
Nita's POV Her hand hoovered on the keyboard as her eyes danced around the information she had gathered on James. He was a self made billionaire, who rose from the ashes like some sort of phoenix. They were numerous pictures of him doing philanthropic work in orphanages. But, there was something about his smile. Nita zoomed it in. They looked forced. She rubbed her eyes. The fatigue of the day and the lack of sleep was starting to get over her. She picked Jeremy's message. Though she had a serious beef against Nick, but that didn't mean she wanted his company to go down. She sent him a message. 'I'm willing to help with your company crisis - Cyborg.'She held the phone, waiting. If what Jeremy said was true that he had been looking for her, then she should get a respond. She dropped the phone aside, focusing on her research. She tried to upgrade her phone security. If she sees anymore of those messages, she could literally go insane. But even with all she read online, sh
Nick's POV.Something was wrong. She didn't have to tell him before he knew that. Every time she glanced at her phone, he could see the frown on her face before she replaced it with a smile. If he hadn't been watching her all night, he might not have noticed it too. But how could he look away from her, when she was that beautiful.When he wanted nothing more than to have her by his side all night. It would have been a dream come true, but Mrs. Patel had told him it was step by step.And the fact that she couldn't his gift meant progress, right?Nick swallowed, he didn't want to dwell on it too much. He placed his hand in his pocket, touching exactly the time of necklace he had given her as a gift. He wanted them also close to his heart, so he had one made for himself too. After most of the guests had left, he was one of the few that left the party last, not after he had hidden Nate a good night. The boy was just too sweet. Or maybe it was because he was his blood. Nick got outs
Unknown POV.Party. I hated everything that had to do with the crowd with every bone in my body, but because of her I was willing to come to this party. If it meant, I got to see every little expression on her face. It was worth it.I twiled the cup on my hand when she got down from the stairs. Just like always, she was an attention seeker. Everyone gaze fell on her and she looked like she would rather be anywhere else but here, which was a lie.Slowly I clenched my fist when her husband stepped in to take her hand for the first time and people parted for them like they were fucking royals. I hated her more for that.She stole all I ever wanted while pretending it meant nothing to her like it wasn't what she truly wanted. Slowly, I watched her moved into step with him, their body danced in rhythm to the tone. It was perfect. They looked too perfect. The mental image of them together was nauseating, but I stood my ground and continued watching. Then suddenly like a ray of ligh
Nita's POV The party was starting to look more boring than exciting, and Nita was starting to get tired of it. But since she was the reason the party started in the first place, she couldn't just up and leave the party. It would be rude.Yet, the unread message in her purse kept digging a burn into her. She wouldn't check it anymore until the party was over. She wasn't eager to know anything again.Finally, the guests started leaving one after the other. Nita counted how they started getting reduced with a small smile on her face. When it was just the inner circle left, she excused herself. No one here would blame her for being rude, and Nate was still enjoying the whole thing with Carl. Nita shrugged out of the dress that felt heavy on the body and while remaining in her underwear she brought the gifts and her phone out. She was really curious about both things, but she knew the message in the phone might spoil her mood, so she focused on the gift first. She slowly unwrapped
Nick's POVLocating Nita was an easy task for Jeff, and because he had missed her so much, he couldn't sit still. He closed his laptop, put on his suit jacket, and lifted his car key from the table. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, people stared at him. This was the first time a lot of
Nita’s POV. His son. Nita’s heart pressed against her ribs. If she remembered clearly, she hadn't told him about her pregnancy. And she was sure to have kept her son's identity secret. She blinked. “I've no idea what you're talking about. The only thing I owe you is my signature on the divorce pap
Nita’s P.O.V. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, fingers pressing against her lap. “I like you.” Nita’s gaze dropped to his hand. A bitter laugh almost slipped from her throat. Five years ago, she had sworn off men. Sworn off heartache. Sworn off every distraction that could take her attention away
Fortunately, Nate fell asleep a few minutes after they entered the hotel room. The long journey had drained him, leaving him sprawled across the bed with his mouth slightly open. Nita was relieved — not just because he needed the rest, but because his endless questions about a “daddy” she wished he’







