"Where is she?" Angela questioned. The lights were dim and a soft music was going on in background, the view from their table was breath-taking. It was a romantic set-up.Theo's forehead creased. "I don't know," Theo replied, his gaze boring holes into the plate. After divorce, they didn't see each other again. "You really don't know?" Angela questioned, not buying his lie. Theo sighed and rubbed a hand down his face. "She is in Moscow. Enjoying her life to the fullest," There was a hint of resentment in his voice when he said ths last part. She had resumed dancing after their divorce and was always travelling from one place to another. He shouldn't have known that but he did. She moved on from their marriage as though it never existed. A momentary silence followed. Now that Angela think about it, the signs were always there. Angela was quite perceptive but Leah had always confused her. She could not really understand her personality. Back in Netherlands she had sensed Lea

He put her down and begin pacing the hall angrily. Angela stayed quiet. Her heart skipped a beat when he turned in her direction. Cords in his neck popped out in livid ridges. His face had taken a predatory expression. In one long strides, he was in front of her and before she could understand, he smashed his lips against hers, startling her. He kissed her fiercely, walking her backward until her back hit the wall. He wrapped his trunk-sized arms around her frail frame, firmly securing her in place and devoured her mouth with burning need. By the time Angela reeled from shock, she was already caged under him. His lips moving over hers in a passionate, possessive kiss. His hard toned muscles pressing hard against her softness. She placed her hands on his chest and tried to push him off but in futile. His one hand was splayed possessively across the small of her back and other was caressing her waist. He pinched her waist, she gasped. He drove his tongue inside her mouth and ravaged h

The murmurs rouse Angela from her slumber. She opened her eyes and found the doctor talking to Nickaulas. In the same moment she realised her head was on Nick's shoulder. She quickly leaned away and listened to the doctor. "....not conscious but yes, you can see her," the doctor informed Nick. His voice resounding loudly in the empty hallway. Instinctively, Angela looked over at Nick who seemed a little relieved by the news and that somewhat eased her own trepidation. He squeezed her hand without looking away from the doctor who was telling him something causing Angela to look down on her lap and realise he was still holding her hand. She tried to pull her hand but he didn't release. "You can let go of my hand now," Angela reminded him after doctor left. Nick didn't leave her hand nor reply. He just got to his feet and waited for her to stand up as well. Angela sighed and followed suit. They walked into the heavily equipped room. A bed was situated in the center of the room where Ni

"I am afraid it is clearly written in the contract. You will have to do the photoshoot with him," Graham remarked. Angela had signed a collaboration contract with Kings several months ago. They had mutually decided to promote their brand together. Angela's wedding collection and his new hotel chain in Netherlands which was under construction at that time. Back then she was super thrilled for the photoshoot. "Send our best model in my stead. Tell them I am busy," Angela said in a dismissive tone."They have refused to accept any changes in the contract. I offered the same as I suspected you might not want to partake but they refused," Graham responded with a straight face. Her lips pressed into a thin straight line."Okay, when is it?" she asked. "Tomorrow," Graham answered."Are you serious?" Angela asked incredulously. The same day she called and asked Nickaulas. She was avoiding him since that night when he cornered her in the kitchen but she had to discuss this with him. She as

"What are you doing? Put me down" she demanded as he carried her outside her room bridal style. Her voice bounced off the empty hall's walls. They were all alone in the giant hotel. Nick didn't heed her demand and continued to march towards the poolside with his long legs. Fate droplets hit her face as they stepped out in the rain. She squinted at the clouded sky before closing her eyes, feeling the rain slowly soaking her dress.Nick pushed her face close to his chest, shielding her from raindrops. He felt a familiar warmth spreading through his insides as he stared down at her. Her eyes were closed and lip slightly parted. Some raindrops sliding down her flawless skin. She looked serene. Without him knowing, his lips curled into a gentle smile. He wasn't a fan of drenching in rain but with her, it felt like a welcoming adventure. "Open your eyes, sweetheart," he cooed to her when they reached the pool. Angela slowly opened her eye