Novel & Cerita Cash And Nico Face Reveal

Who I realize is staring right at me, his mouth slightly open in shock. And as the blood rushes from my face, he very deliberately moves his eyes first to Christian’s hand, and then to Frankie’s, and then back to my face. I say perfectly still, trapped and caught, with absolutely…no recourse. Nico continues to gape at me for a second before he starts to shake his head slowly from side to side. And in that instant I know that I am caught. And screwed. Because if anyone is going to spill my secrets for his own means, it’s definitely, definitely Nico. And he’s got a big one now – which means that I am absolutely under his thumb.

A rough voice shouted from behind. I stopped and turned. Nico was storming toward us, his face dark, his eyes desperate. "Wait." He was out of breath. "I need to talk to you." Lucas's face went cold. "Mr. Falcone, I believe we're done here." "No." Nico shook his head, his eyes locked on me. "Aurora. Five minutes." I looked at Lucas. "It's okay," I said softly. "Let him talk." Lucas nodded but didn't move far. He leaned against the Rolls-Royce, his black eyes watching Nico's every move.

“Open the fucking door, Kane!” Victor smiles against my skin. “Looks like round two starts now.” He lifts me off him—slowly. Sets me on the couch. Stands. Adjusts himself. Zips up. Walks to the door. And opens it. Nico storms in—gun already drawn. Sees me—naked, flushed, dripping both of them. Sees Victor—smirking, unruffled. The air turns explosive. Two men. One woman. No more pretending.

I said firmly. “I’m sorry. You really look like her. Anyway, I’m Nico,” He offered his palms. I needed to get more information from him so I shook his hands.

‘til now, I had only read about him on the internet. “Miss Sanchez??” I'm pulled out of my head by Anastasia's voice. “Hmm??” I hummed, looking at her to repeat whatever it was that she had just said. “I asked if you would like something to drink??” “Just water would be fine, thank you” I told her and she left, leaving me alone with Nico. I had never really met the man and he was rarely on the news but looking at him now, I couldn't help but take note of the similarities him and Dino shared with their father. Black thick long hair, dangerously deep grey eyes, perfect eyebrows and a sharp jawline except his was covered by a stubble… they were a handsome bunch, that much I wasn't ashamed to ad

He instinctively glanced at the caller ID, and his expression shifted. He lunged for the phone and hit the mute button before flipping it face down on the table, all a little too fast like he was hiding something. "That's just… a sales call," he explained in a strained, unnatural voice. But I had seen it. The moment the screen lit up, the caller ID displayed the name "Cassie". I looked up at him and softly asked, "Do you love me, Zane?" The question caught him off guard. Then, he laughed and dotingly tapped my nose.

“But how much do you need for the PS, baby?” “I’m not really sure, but I think $500 will do.” “Okay baby.” A few moments later, Celia spoke again. “I just sent it to you.” Nico grabbed his phone, his eyes widening when he saw the alert. He beamed, then ran to hug her tightly. “It’s okay, Nico. I can’t breathe,” she murmured, laughing softly. “I’m so happy,” he said, pulling back. Then his smile faded slightly. “But… where did you get that kind of money?”

Mateo asked, fixing a button on his suit while I stood looking at the Nico guy. “Do you have the stuff?” Nico asked. “Here it is,” Mateo said, shaking the package in his hand. “Give it to me while I hand over the money afterward,” Nico said with a cunning look. Mateo shifted the package backward. “You know how this works, money first before the package.” I brought out my gun and pointed it at Nico, “Bring the fucking money out, you are wasting my time.” Nico crouched to grab the bag in fear. Then unzipped it with shaky hands. Inside contains old newspapers, rolled bills around bricks of folded junk paper.

My heart pounded like a drum against my ribs, I stood before Nico, my gaze unwavering as I dropped the bombshell that threatened to shatter his carefully constructed world. Nico's eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth agape as his mind struggled to process the revelation. He had guarded his secret fiercely, cloaking himself in a veil of normalcy, but my words had torn through his carefully constructed façade, exposing the truth that he had longed to keep hidden. A wave of shock washed over Nico, momentarily rendering him speechless. He stared at me, his mind reeling, unable to comprehend how I had discovered his secret. I sensed his turmoil and decided to break the silence.