Cash And Nico Face Reveal Novels & Stories

Nina's heart stopped, and she took a step back, fear paralyzing her. "Don’t be a fool, shut your mouth and get into the car," he ordered, his voice cold and unfamiliar. It was then that she noticed something else, his face wasn’t right. The more she looked at him, the more she realized this wasn’t the doctor. His eyes were different Then, with a swift movement, he ripped off what she now saw was a mask, revealing his true face. It was Marcus. Nina’s blood ran cold as she recognized him. His face looked more cruel than before, and his eyes were filled with malice. She tried to scream, but no sound came out. Instead, she found herself frozen on the spot.

She frantically pulled out her phone to check the bank notification and then screamed, "What's going on? Where's our money? There was clearly over 200 thousand dollars in tips just now!" Dad snatched the phone from her. "Are you sure you didn't read it wrong?" His face went pale instantly. "It's really gone! There isn't a single cent left!" The live stream feed started jolting all over the place, and I could hear them screaming at each other hysterically. "This is all your fault, you idiot! You must have messed up the transfer!" "Bullshit! It was you—" The feed abruptly cut off. I leaned back against my leather couch, admiring the newly arrived money in my account, and let out a cold laugh.

He cut me off, his face cold. "What do you mean?" Finally, a glint of mockery appeared in Nico's eyes. "Aren't you broke? Fifty or a hundred grand—just name your price if that's not enough." I raised my hand and slapped him. The smack echoed through the night. A clear red handprint bloomed on his cheek. In the distance, a woman shrieked. She threw open the car door and ran toward us. "Nico, I don't need your money. I just need you to stay away from me."

Nico gnashed his teeth, thinking that his plan for revenge could not drag on any further. When he met with Ethan earlier, Ethan showed no signs of panic, which meant the man might have some backup plan in place. That was why Nico decided that he had to strike first! Nico called the villagers over and asked, “Do you think you’ve made enough money?” Everyone shook their heads. Who would ever complain about making more money? However, that was exactly the answer Nico was looking for.

The door clicked shut behind him—solid, final. Kai was already there—sprawled on his bunk, phone in hand, eyes wide like he’d been waiting to pounce. “Dude! You’re trending again!” Nico dropped his bag by the foot of his bed. Didn’t look up. Kai rolled off the bunk in one motion, landing on his feet and shoving the phone under Nico’s nose.

The man shooed Zade away. Zade nodded and left without question. The man’s gaze turned to me, still on the floor. “I am Nico,” He introduced himself. “You are here because Paul owes me a lot of money, and I wiped his debt for you.” I shook my head in disbelief. “No, that is not possible Paul would never do that.” Nico chuckled. “When you threaten someone’s family, they will do whatever it takes,” He replied. I used the wall to help me to my feet, then returned my gaze to Nico. “Why me?”

Nico gritted his teeth in anger and banged the table loudly. "We want the money in cash,,,now", Venitia said. "And what if we don't give you", Nico asked. "You don't want to play fair,,,,we won't play fair either", Luca said Marco already drew up his sleeves, preparing for a fight. "Come here", Nico said to one of his gang members and whispered something into his ear. The guy nodded and went in and came out with bags of money containing £60 million naira and dropped it in front of Luca. "Nice doing business with you", Nico said with a fake smile

He released me and snapped his fingers and held out his hands open. A phone was placed in his palm. The screen lit up. I didn’t understand what I was seeing at first, blurred movement, sunlight, children’s voices in the background…. Then my heart stopped. A school gate, uniforms. A familiar backpack swinging against a small frame. Nico. My breath shattered in my chest. “What …. what is that?” I whispered. Rico tilted the screen so I could see clearly. Men stand nearby, pretending to check their phones, leaning against cars. One of them looked directly into the camera and smiled.

I was not going there. “The Cartel send us a few goons to ask for their money. Their drugs and their money preferably.” Nico wiped his hair back with one hand as he got out of the bath. “We had a confrontation with them. I put them on ice. I still have to go back for a chat with the one still breathing.” He started drying himself while I gaped at him at a loss for words. “But… but…” “Yeah, I’ll need to pay Frank a visit.” Nico’s face turned grim as he said it and I knew that visit meant no good for Frank. First my father and now his accountant. Was this the beginning of the end for Nico? And what about us?