Can You Say Nico Nico Ni นิยาย & เรื่องราว

~Amara~ I fought the urge to tilt my head to the side so that I could give him full access to my neck.Nico's grip around me tightened even more and he gently sucked on my neck.How could I say no to Nico when he was making my knees weak?Closing my eyes and heaving a deep sigh,I turned my head and now Nico and I were looking into each other's eyes

Nico rolled his eyes "Not food since that all you think about okay How old are you?'. "22 you?". "23". "Yah, meaning you get to tease me more since you're older than me". Sapphire said rolling her eyes. He smiled as he put his hands on her hair and roughen it as she slapped his hands away "Why did you do that?". "Because I can fire or should I say shortstack". "I'm the average height for my age Nico". Hold up, did she just call him Nico?. "Prove it".He said standing up dragging her up too.

"How do you have that?" "I told you," Nico said calmly. "You can't hide from me." The phone was still buzzing. The screen lit up. A name flashed on the cracked glass. DAD My heart stopped. Nico looked at the screen. Then he looked at me. His eyes were cold and amused. "Well," Nico said. "Speak of the devil." He placed the phone in the middle of the table. He didn't answer it yet. He just let it ring. Bzzzz. Bzzzz.

“Huh?” Nico blinked twice, his brain clearly scrambling to formulate a response. “Why do you keep dragging Kariana into everything? Haven't I told you that what she and I have is strictly professional? What is your goddamn business, woman?” Nico shrieked the last part. I raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised by the crack in his voice.

Please god, help me! What you have gotten yourself into Nicole?

𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘆. "Nic? You okay?" 𝗡𝗶𝗰𝗮 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲

I learned long ago that pushing too hard only made Nico retreat further. After a few seconds, Nico spoke. “I don’t like her.” I didn’t need clarification. The name hovered between us anyway. I exhaled slowly. “Gabriella?” Nico nodded, his eyes still downcast. His fingers fondled at the hem of his shirt, twisting the fabric until it creased. “She’s loud,” Nico said. “And she talks like…” He trailed off, frowning, searching for the right words. “Like she doesn’t see people.”

Something he relished about the acknowledgment Marco had just handed him. "Cosa c'è da dire, eh, stellina?" Nico said to her, his voice rough and teasing. "Devo dirti che sei bellissima? Che sei un peccato puro?" His breath was hot against her ear as he quietly added, "Che non posso entrare in una stanza senza desiderarti?" His voice dropped even lower, turned into a whisper, possessive and desperate, "Che vorrei che fossi mia?"

George says. Nico walks past a number familiar people as he heads towards the door in a hurry to fact check the new piece of information he just got. "Leaving so soon?" Nico halts immediately once he hears that familiar voice. "Fuck!" He says under his breath. ~~~~ WHO DO YOU THINK IT IS?