“I thought you would leave without meeting,” Nicholas said as Ryan took a seat next to him. He was well aware of Ryan's feelings about him. It was not that Ryan hated him. Their bond, if there was any, was hard to describe. They acted as if they hated each other but they were not. “As if I can do it,” Ryan muttered as he poured himself a drink from the bottle Nicholas was drinking from. Everytime they would meet which was often as they always encountered each other in parties and events like this. Although they didn't like each other, they stuck around. Not because they couldn't find anyone but because this unexplainable relationship was better and comfortable for them. “Why did you leave her alone?” Nicholas asked him. “She looks miserable.”Ryan scoffed. “And you care about her?”“Don't you?” Nicholas asked instead. “Each time we meet you preach how I should treat her better. Now, you left your friend in a miserable condition.”“If she's my friend, then what's she to you?” Ryan as
“Nicholas…”Roseanne came to Nicholas with a broad smile on her face. However, it left her lips as she saw Nicholas lunging to hit the man standing before him. Before he could hit anyone, Roseanne stood in between them and held him from his chest. She was not tall enough to stop him. She could only hug his stomach tightly and stop himself from indulging in a fight. When Nicholas looked down at Roseanne, tightly hugging him, he paused in his actions and began reviewing them. How could he lose his temper during a party at Ryan?Another tall woman with shiny brown skin appeared and began to look at Ryan, checking if he was hurt. “What the hell is wrong with you?” The woman turned to Nicholas and asked in anger. Roseanne blinked her eyes. It was for the first time she saw a woman so bravely threatening Nicholas. Everytime, they would not be able to utter a word in front of him. As charming as he was, he looked dangerous. However, this woman bravely confronted Nicholas. Also, this woman
“Nicholas…”Roseanne tried to handle him but he was too heavy for her small frame to handle. As she left the venue, the guards always following them, arrived to take him but he was not letting go of her. He would glare at the guards if they would try to touch him. The guards looked at her, helplessly. He was heavy and she was supporting his heavy and robust body. “Nicholas! Stand still,”Roseanne scolded him. “Let them help you.” When he didn't listen to her, she added, “Let them hold you to the car. And don't glare at them. The poor men are doing their work.”Instead of listening to her, Nicholas made a puppy face, resembling Leon quite at this moment. His eyes shone with vulnerability and innocence that she couldn't dare to say no to him. “Alright,”Roseanne said. “How about this I will hold your hand and you will walk to the car? I know you are in your senses and can walk yourself. Am I right?”Nicholas nodded his head. He decided to hold himself on his own. She was tightly holding
When Roseanne woke up in the morning, she found something hot touching her bare skin. As she opened her eyes, she found her body rubbing against his. Her brows furrowed as she realised that the hot thing that she just touched was Nicholas. His body was burning like a furnace. He had a high fever, but she couldn't tell until she checked it. She got off the bed and found a thermometer to check his temper. His eyes widened, seeing that he was having a very high temperature. Immediately, she went outside to call the doctor to check on Nicholas. His fever came out of nowhere, and it put everyone under worry. Although fever was not a significant disease, it was unusual for everyone to see Nicholas fall sick. He had never fallen ill for as long as they could remember. Ellora couldn't remember the last time when Nicholas had a fever. However, during Nicholas' sick face, Roseanne was taking care of him. She would feed him food, give him medicine on time and all the emotional support. Usuall
After that award event, Sabrina flew back to DC. She hated and regretted the moment she decided to go to New York to take the award. She should not have gone there. It was the biggest mistake of her life to go back when she decided that she should focus on her current life.Throughout the journey, she was engulfed by the nightmares of all the mistakes that she had made. She wanted to forget about them but she couldn't. It was difficult for her to remember the truths that she had buried a long time ago. When she reached, she saw servants and workers busy with their work. She was trying to find the person who could pull her out of the shit that she had created for herself. However, it was not her father. She was not even able to meet his eyes and tell him the truth. It was her stepmother. She knew that her stepmother would never judge her and had always cleaned her shit. Her stepmother had come to her rescue all the time. Even this time, only her stepmother could save her. “Where is
“Who do I need to bury now?” Bella asked her with a hint of sarcasm and boredom shining in her eyes. If somebody came to her for help, it was either to find something or hide it. She was excellent at this job, though she did not like to be known for this. She had far more skills that she didn't wish for the world to know. “Bella, please,” Sabrina begged her not to sprinkle salt on her wounds. Bella was the last person on earth that she would have come to help. However, nobody could help her in this aspect and thus, she had to go to her stepmother. “I do not have the urge to scratch your wounds. I was merely asking,” Bella said with a shrug. “Nicholas knows…”Sabrina said in desperation. “It won't be long until he will start digging into my past. What if he decides to dig into the time I left the USA? How will he react? I don't want him to find out anything. Please do something.” She never wanted anyone to know her secret. Especially Nicholas! If he knew about it, the consequence
Nicholas had recovered from fever, and he had started going to work. Of course, his family was not happy about this. They urged him to rest for one more day, but he graciously refused as he had more important work to do. “Mr Clarke…”Nicholas shook hands with the man he didn't think he would see after that day again. Mr Clarke delivered the news of Nathaniel's demise and shook the Hart family. “I didn't think I would see Mr Hart again.” The man said with a chuckle. Nicholas said, “Likewise.”He decided to meet Mr Clarke because of a considerable reason. If not, he would not have come to meet the man who considered the entire Hart family as his mortal enemy. Nicholas asked him a question, “Let me ask you a question, Mr Clarke.”Mr Clarke was sitting in a cafe. His coffee was untouched as he was looking at Nicholas and trying to read him. He could see that the young mafia head came with a job that he wanted from him. Nicholas questioned, “How important was Nathaniel to you?” Mr Cla
While Nicholas was unraveling the truth, Roseanne was at home, worrying about his health as he played with dangers. Of course, she knew he would be fine, but she couldn't help but worry about him. She made herself understand that he would be fine and tried to distract herself with random chores but her mind was still on him. She was picking up his clothes that he had scattered on the bed, sighing. His old habit of taking out tens of clothes from the closet and then deciding on one without putting the others back was still intact. How many times had she told him that she didn't like his habit? However, he didn't seem to understand it. Sometimes, she thinks that he does this intentionally to make her angry. Suddenly, Roseanne realized that she was muttering about Nicholas. And not just this, she was remembering their old times together without feeling bad about it. Instead of remembering the sad moments of their togetherness, she was recalling all the good moments, especially the on