Cara had imagined countless things in her life, but never had she imagined herself standing in front of New York's most feared mafia King, while agreeing to be his... sex partner.She stayed there, legs crossed around each other, rocking herself."I agree."His dark eyes grazed towards her, sweeping off her looks, glancing at her from head to toe like he was trying to figure out something.He could see her. Feel her, even from afar.She took a sharp inhale of breath, while twisting the hemline of her dress, like it couldn't affect her any less, she took a look around his office. Reeking of loneliness, quiet and void."You agree?" He says, more like a statement.She could do this, she was freaking Cara Denver, "This is nothing serious, I don't want commitment or that shit. Just a fling between you and I. Agreed?" She wasn't supposed to be laying down rules, but then she had her heart on the line.She couldn't just mess around with this guy without falling for him, she would keep things
Nicole stared at the blank screen for quite a long time, she tried to figure out what went wrong, but here she was, for what seemed like hours, she couldn't even bring herself to work.This was getting annoying, she pushed away her work glasses from the rim of her nose and placed them on the table. Xander's father had been really considerate and had even found her a space in the manor for her office. She had set her laptop, a desk and chair, in a room filled with books."Nothing?" Azura said, walking towards her, balancing two cups of coffee on her hand.Nicole blinked. "I think so." She accepted the cup from Azura's hand, and sipped. "I don't know what my father would think if he knew I am not working. He would drag my ass from here and get me to work back in New York."Azura offered her a pitiful smile, "Your father loves you."They did love her. Today Azura was looking good in her office blazer and skirt, even though Nicole told her not to dress like that, she still did. They were
As Nicole stared at the phone in her hand, her heart tugged with something unknown."Let me guess." Ryder said dryly, "That's your husband."Nicole tucked her phone elsewhere. "Sometimes, you just have to remind me to blow your nose.""You funny me. You know that, Nicole?" He said, jerking from his chair, before mimicking a teenager's voice, "Go on. Meet your crush."She mouthed a 'Fuck you,' before walking out of the bar, the air blew her hair brightly, making it seem like she was coming out of a photoshoot, and he was right there, dressed in black, leaning against his car. Here goes nothing.Holding her chin up, she strutted towards him, "Xander."He looked down at her, and she swore she saw the tiniest of smiles hiding right there behind his lips, and damn. He was gorgeous whenever he smiled like that."Nicole. Get in the car." "What's happening?" She gazed around, why was he here?"Just get in the car." He raised his hands up in the air. "Please.""Oh my God, fine." Nicole gasped
There's a rapt knock on the door, so gentle, and then a warm voice follows. "Breakfast is ready,"Xander was the first to flutter awake, his lashes pushed themselves open. Light brimmed into his face, the familiarity of his bedroom hit him hard, and that's when he knew, his hands were entangled over a waist.He gazed at his other side.She was sleeping. Do people sleep and look so beautiful while asleep? Because, this was Nicole Hart, and she slept so beautifully. Her lashes were arranged in order, he studied her, the gentle breathing that escaped her nostrils.He could do this all day: she looked so calm in her sleep, like nothing was her concern. He stirred from the bed, headed to the bathroom, and after his morning routine, he headed to the kitchen. It was eerily quiet, a maid had told him that the family just had breakfast, and thank goodness. He walked over to the pan, standing beside the kitchen."Young master. What are you doing?" A young maid rushed over to him, her eyes almo
Xander breathed heavily, he was feeling feverish, mainly because he wanted to be home right now, Nicole. It's been a week, and he hasn't even stepped foot into the manor. She hasn't called, nor text, nor even...His expression was still gruff when Lucas stepped into the office. In just a few days, he was back in New York, when Lucas had told him what happened, they flew together to New York to meet Kane in his office."This is not funny." Xander grinded his teeth, his demeanor changing, stiff as a rock, just the way they nicknamed him, "She's completely burnt half of my were-houses here in New York, and that note. She's playing with me." His hands fisted, his eyes growing red. Damn, he could literally hurt someone right now.His breath grew ragged.Kane stared at him from under his lashes, Xander had got to admit: His friend was looking quite like any normal guy, there wasn't any bottle of whiskey lying on his table, and his papers seemed arranged. His office even smelt of women's per
When Xander arrived in Italy, night had stretched far, he could hear the owl's peaceful music, hooting through his own ears. He said goodnight to Lucas in the hallways, and walked along the halls.It was eerily quiet, he passed the doors as he walked, his breathing whisking, in any minute from now, he was going to see Nicole. Her peaceful face- maybe, her angry face.He stood in front of the door. Here goes nothing: He pushed, the room was exactly how he had left it a week ago, the sheets were arranged, and on it was Nicole in the shortest nightgown.His throat bobbed. He walked towards her slowly, afraid that each step would wake her up, careful.Damn careful.He sat on the bed, her lashes curled together perfectly, her head struck on the pillow.She was marvelous even when she slept.Her eyes bobbed open, "Took you a while."His lips stretched into a smirk.__Nicole sat up straight, staring deep into his eyes, she could spot the circles under his eyes, his tired shoulders."You sho
"I must say, darling. You look absolutely splendid today. What's the occasion?" Camilla said as she spread jam over her toast.Xander studied his wife from under his lashes, a faint blush appeared in the base of her neck, she was dressed in a white turtle neck top with jeans, her hair was braided, he could almost see the brown curls tucked neatly behind her ears.He wanted to devour her, to undress her, to run his fingers through her soft silk skin, memories of last night torment him, he wanted to do it again, and again, and gosh, those lips. He just wanted to-"Xander." His mother looked at him worriedly as if to tell him to get his shit together, apparently she had just said something, and he wasn't listening. Breakfast with his mother never tended well.Lucas was minding his own food, something about his demeanor was different. He was quiet, unusually quiet. His dark hair styled behind his ears. His dark eyes fixated on the food. Azura ate her food quietly. Zane, Xavier and his fat
Zane's shoe huffed on the floor hurriedly, as he passed by the halls, something unsettling was deep down in the pit of his stomach, it twisted his gut. He had felt that sickening feeling years ago when he knew something was going to happen.Because he knew. The past was almost resurfacing itself into the present and down unto the future. Lucas had informed him of the letter, now. He had tons of worries to do.He spread out his jacket and threw it on the rack, his heavy breathing constantly telling him it was going to be okay.It wasn't, because his mind was distorted and then- He heard a string that made him pause in his steps.Not a string, music. Calm, gentle playing of the keyboard, he was astounded, no one played the keyboard that well, he traced the music to the room. The oak door stared back at him, without knowing, he pushed it gently.The person behind the large keyboard didn't look up, it was as though he wasn't even there. Azura was concentrated on the keyboard, her hands mo