In a fit, her hands were dragged up from the floor harshly, her lifeless body wriggling in their arms. They led her out of the dark room and into the light, the fresh amount of light lingered in her face as she managed to open her eyes, feeling the crept of light."Sit." A hazy voice resounded in her ears and she was pushed to the chair harshly, her body balancing on the chair.Pain.That was the only thing she felt that moment. She managed to Bob her lids open staring around. A women encircled her with a few other figures that she couldn't see properly.What's going on?The women led her from the chair and down into the tub, grabbing the sponge from the table, it squeezed against her face lightly.The water was warm and she melted in its embrace, smell of a flower scent wavered in the room. The women took great of her, from the bath, to the chopping of her nails, and to the dressing of her hair.She was dressed in a fashion sheath dress, a well fitted, straight cut dress, nipped at h
He had no intention to do something bad to her, not at all, he only wanted to torture her, to make her yell in pain. He didn't know why, but her pain brought relieve to his heart, her shrill scream made his heart race with enough pleasure.It was a lunatic thought, but who cares? her pain was his pleasure.He dropped the bottle on the nearby table, the sound almost piercing through her ears, he stood up suddenly, she shivered slightly under his intensifying gaze. He liked it when he knew she was scared of him. Pleasure ringed in his ears, he wanted more, wanted her to scream more.He walked towards her, a step at a time, his hot gaze wavering across her body, the step he took felt like a century, he was going to do something, Nicole was sure of it. Fear had gripped her heart so badly, her face squeezed together.She dropped to the ground, a loud thud evaporating through his ears, she had probably screeched her knee and blood drizzled out of her knee and down to her dress, her voice qu
"Young Master," The guards assembled before him, their head bowing indifferently.Nicole sighed as she walked into the fighting room, her eyes suddenly widening as she examined the whole room. The whole room was dark, a little bit of light, the wrestling ring, and the boxers clothes, and the men present, heck, they were so huge, their muscles firm and hard. They over crowded her immediately."Are you fighting with young Master?" One of them asked.Nicole casted them a dry look before walking towards the other side of the rink, but soon a heavy hand pulled her back causing her to stumble a bit."Ouch!" She muttered, rubbing her elbow. She gazed up at Zane, her eyes flashing with anger. "Why did you do that?"He sighed. "You are fighting with Xander? are you out of your mind? you will get your bones broken or even worse you whole body will be on fire. Don't do it." He said, his eyes flashing with nothing but worry.Countless of times, he had wrestled with Xander, and he would say, it w
Three days later, Nicole had forgotten all about him, she was going to stay in her home for a few weeks or even more month, she couldn't bear to see his face squeezed in anger, or his grim look which reminded her she was his possession.She grasped the bottle of water, letting the content touch her lips, it parted apart slightly. "Thank you for coming, Nicholas." She gazed at her twin brother, her eyes trailing around his body.Nicholas casted her a cheeky smile, his blue eyes shimmering in the light, and his inky brown hair scattered around his collarbones, yet, strands peeked out, making him look like a bad rockstar, but Nicholas Hart was no rockstar, he was New York most respected CEO, the heir of the Hart enterprise. "It's nothing," His head tilted over to her, the resemblance in their face popping a little. "It's been three years I was away, what changed?" He adjusted in her office chair, examining her office, still the same."How's Emily?" Nicholas asked, his fingers drumming a
Nicole inhaled a quiet sigh as soon as their eyes met, should she look away? should she walk forward? or just stare back at him. Her heart fluttered in fear, not fear of him, but fear of what he would do to her.She clutched the hemline of her dress firmly, inhaling slowly, yet tiredly.You can do this, Nicole. He's just a man. Her legs finally made movement and she walked over to his seat, before she pulled a chair and positioned her self on it.Xander's hands fiddled with the plate as he stared at her, her hair was tied into a bun, and her collarbones shined than normal, probably because of the dress she wore exposed every part of her collarbone, and that sinister glare etched around her face.Her face was hard, probably giving him goosebumps and her stare, so rough. Her brows knitted in confusion, telling him to carry on with his words."Nicole," He began, with a low cough.She tilted her head, her brows clinking upward, before she grasped the cup of water and gulped down a little
As Xander trailed outside, with his shades on and his legs hurriedly trampling the floor, Lucas walked behind him, with the same level of pace, and far behind them, Zane walked, his hands across his chest, probably, he was in a deep thought, as numerous sighs escaped his chapped lips."What do you wanted to talk about that was a problem?" Xander said, not even daring to reduce his footsteps.Lucas clutched the tab, as he bit his lower lips. "Your were house was attacked last night.""What?!" Xander stopped, turning back, his jaw chiseling in anger.Lucas stopped in his tracks, "I don't know the full details, but it was attacked and the supplies was stolen last night, I was just informed." He lowered his head.Xander's hand flew across his jaw, who had dared to attack his were house? if he found that person, damn, he would peel the person's chin by himself."Which were house?" He asked, this time, he resumed his walking over to his car."The one in Italy," Lucas twitched his lips. "A w
Internally, she shivered when his hands made for the crook of her neck, his hot minty breath flattering on her bare skin. "You came." His voice came out rough, rowdy, and she didn't even knew she was already pushed to the corner of the wall, his head buried deeply in between her neck.She nodded gently, a sigh escaping her lips, what in the heck was he trying to do? was he trying to take advantage of her? She whimpered, her hair flipping over to a corner of her face.Her blood boiled in rage, and she pushed him aside rather harshly, shivering in disgust, she gazed up at him, looking in his lobes, something sparkled there, it made her wince, he was looking at her intently, his eyes piercing to her very soul.She felt something dark in his presence, his hands flew over to her chin, and his lips twitched rather upward, a dark chuckle escaping his lips.She was scared, for the first time, Nicole Hart was scared.Something sparked in his eyes, something dangerous, she was being drawn, she
Everyone turned to look at her, their deep sweaty like eyes probing into hers, soon enough, murmurings broke out, and everyone was soon consumed in their own thoughts about the mafia's wife.Zane cornered her with his huge body, his hands crossing across her face. "Hehe. There are women working out too, so no need to be scared."Nicole inhaled angrily, "Why would I be scared?" If there was one thing they didn't know was that, Nicole Hart had never gotten scared.Her hands blocked his body away, pushing him aside. "I work out too."He widened her eyes in surprise, his eyes scanning her delicate and thin body. "You don't look like one who actually works out." He let out a gentle laugh.Nicole ignored him, her eyes gazing over to the men who sprawled on the floor lifting the dumbbell, their muscles clenching together, some performed pushups, their hands across their back, as they lifted their face, struggling with the blood vessels that popped up in their veins.Nicole stared in pure hor