Code Geass Nina #table Scene Novels & Stories

Alfanso batch on her shirt and with a soft sigh, walked out of that dressing room. “Take the order from the table no. 9, Ms. Halzen,” Nina nodded at the manager, hearing him and headed towards the table number but her usual habit of not being able to walk in heels continued to persist and she slightly tripped but managed herself this time only to find that person in front of her with those piercing dusky eyes.

Shanra Pov At the high gate of the Acebedo mansion, I quickly ascended to the top of the gate effortlessly. I look like a ninja, wearing black overall clothes and with a black bonnet covering my whole face. I quickly scan my eyes around the whole area as if my eyes were a moving CCTV camera. And when I make sure that no one saw and notices me, I jumped like a cat into the yard.

Nina said with reverence for the Emperor, her head tilted down, not meeting his gaze because it is disrespectful for the servants to look directly in the eyes of their Lords and Ladies, "She can move her hands freely. She can hear and see clearly now but I am afraid her sense of taste hasn't returned to normal yet. But I assume that it will eventually be fine once she gets more rest." Alpha Aster nodded. Nina is a very smart woman and how she speaks tells it all. She is very precise when it comes to uttering infos like a military messenger which sometimes amazes me. "That is very good to hear then," Alpha Aster smiled. He gestured his hand for Nina and the guards to leave us both alone in th

“I need backup at Gallagher Enterprise. ASAP!” Alex carefully looked around again and her heart dropped when she saw Nadia a few feet from them, a pool of blood on the floor. She gripped her gun, her sharp eyes watching for any signs of life. She saw a small rise to her chest and she looked towards two men, approaching her location.

"Sit down. Marcus, give her something hot." They sat at the heavy oak table while the children conducted their silent, terrifying inspection. Cael touched the hem of Nina’s coat, checking the weight of the fabric before nodding once and retreating. Lyra asked her name three times, her head tilted as if listening to the tone of Nina's voice rather than the syllables. Remy showed her a brass gear he’d pulled from the stove trim. Serafine simply sat two feet away, her eyes fixed entirely on Nina’s leather handbag with the steady, chilling focus of a safe-cracker.

The sharp scent of masculine perfume wafted between them. Nina nodded, her hand touching her own rapidly rising and falling chest. "My heart rate is 115 bpm." "Good," Arthur replied. They stepped deeper into the darkness to reach the designated spot. "Wait, Sir. Let me lead," Nina said. "Lie down." "Wow, okay. Mmhh, argh, ughh! Nina, don't try too hard..." Arthur kept rambling as Nina moved him back and forth. The woman was swept away by a wave of intense desire. Her vagina twitched wildly, caught in the throes of the moment.

A loud shot bounced of the garage walls and echoed heavily in my ears. I felt nothing. The shooter removed his hood and Gabriel's sharp features are illuminated by the lights around him. Nina clutched her stomach and stumbled back as utter chaos erupted. Gabriel cocked the gun and shot another man coming at him. He's older, but seemed as scary as the rest of them. He grabbed his leg and stumbled back, bumping into someone else closing in. “Suit yourself,” Nina shrugged and nodded at the guy next to me. My headache pounded behind my eyes and I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion. The executioner removed his hood and fires the gun at Nina. She took a deep breath and stumbled back, clut

Ginevra “What does that even mean?” “It means that you are playing with me.” My eyes widen and I push myself out of his hold. Very sublime and not suspicious at all. I am prepared to grab Nina and run off the dance floor but stop as I see her discussing with Mr. Happy-Smile. Just what the fuck is going on? “Nina?!” She holds up her hand to my face, growling. “Not now, Gin. And what makes that a me-problem?”

All I could focus on was her. Her presence consumed everything else. “Lie down,” she commanded as we entered a room with a rusted metal table in the center. The stench of decay was strong, and I knew this room had seen horrors far worse than I could imagine. Still, I obeyed, my body trembling as I laid back against the cold surface. Nina hovered over me, her eyes gleaming with a mix of triumph and desire. “Do you feel it?” she asked, her voice low and filled with a dark excitement. “The power? It’s in you now, Elias. And there’s no turning back.”

I glance back at Arthur. He’s not alone, but he’s not paying attention to whoever he came with. His gaze moves across the space in that quiet, assessing way of his, like he’s cataloging everything without effort. He sees Toby and everything else fades into the background. I feel it before anything even happens. That shift again, sharper this time. Focused. “...no, you’ve had enough sugar,” Nina is saying, still completely in her own world. I cut in, low. “Nina.”