Evans Nikopoulos Novels & Stories

I asked Niko, glaring at Aldo as he stood at the altar waiting for his daughter—I meant wife-to-be. "What's weird?" he asked, sitting there with one leg resting over the other as if he was sitting over his throne. With a straight face, I responded, "Getting married to someone who is half your age." This statement caused Niko's expression to turn sour, "What are you trying to imply?" he asked with a hint of anger in his voice. I clarified, "The bride, as far as I know, is merely twenty-one years old..." Niko dismissed my concern, "That's hardly an issue. Evangeline and I tied the knot when she was eighteen." He shot me an impatient look while checking the time on his watch.

But I still clenched my jaw and narrowed my eyes to fix my gaze farther. "Are you ok with it?" he inquired and so I turned around to see him again. "Why wouldn't I? It's not like I still care about her." Jameson chortled. "You do Xander. You can't fool me." "Oh, have you forgotten who I am? I am Alexander Evans, and I don't chase anyone. If she left me then let her go. I won't give a shit even if she's married already." Jameson moves his head left and right shooting me sharp looks of pity. "Yeah Xander, you're right. I almost forgot about your damn pride that reaches beyond the skies. Good for Niki for finding someone else than you. You are such a jerk."

She hesitated for a while before slowly walking in, but she kept a good distance between them. "I am Nicklaus." He said extending his hand. Eva stared at his hand for a while then approached him slowly before placing her little hand in his. Nicklaus couldn't help but smile at her. She was a brave one to come near him even though she was very afraid. Nicklaus knew that she wanted to appear unafraid to him. "How old are you Eva?" "Eight." She drew back her hand and stared at him calculatingly with those innocent brown eyes. "Did you see the devil when you fell inside?"

’ Eva thought. Eva didn't think she'd see him ever again, especially in this sort of place and in this sort of situation. The man was Kelvin Miller, the second son of the Miller family who were one of the second tier family in Miami. Kelvin Miller is the COO of his family entertainment industry. The reason why Eva knew so much about this man and also recognized him was none other than the fact that he was Nathalia's ex-boyfriend. And the reason why he became her best friend's ex was because of Eva, she was the one that caused their break up and she did it because of Nathalia.

A man walked by his side, and I assumed that it was his father, Elijah, approached us, and looking at Katerina he froze for a second before shaking his head, snapping himself out of whatever daze he fell into. “Alpha Domenico” he said, looking at the Lycan who smiled. “Elijah, it is nice seeing you here” “I am part of the city’s businessmen, it is only right to attend such social events” he said, smiling at him before turning to face Katerina and I “my apologies for my rudeness. I’m Elijah Grimaldi, and this is my wife, Sophia Grimaldi”

Indy sat beside him, hand resting lightly on his forearm in silent claim. Soup arrived first—velvety butternut squash, garnished with sage. Nikolai ate mechanically, forcing each spoonful under his mother’s watchful gaze. Halfway through the main course of seared salmon, asparagus, and risotto flecked with truffle, Eva set her fork down with deliberate care. “So,” she began, voice low and edged, “I hear you collapsed.” Nikolai didn’t look up. “News travels.” “It always does when it’s humiliating,” Eva replied coolly. “Stress. Malnutrition. An ulcer. Honestly, Nikolai. I am ashamed.”

Karen snapped, waving her hands towards the door. Evan glanced at me and then back at Karen. “My fiancée is the future chairwoman of Connor Group. Don’t I deserve a little respect for that?” Evan said and my brows shot up in surprise. “What is this gold digger doing here, huh?” Mariano snapped, glaring intimidatingly at Evan. “Gold digger?” Evan chuckled and leaned closer to Mariano. “You barely know me, Mariano; I can make you beg for your life,” Evan replied and chuckles filled the room.

Nik stared at Eva feeling his throat tighten with pain as the words remained stuck in it. He had promised himself years ago that he would never beg anyone again to choose him since he watched his mother leave but it didn't matter. This was Eva, he would beg, even grovel at her feet. This was his Eva. "Please stay," he begged, letting her see through him. He didn't need to be on his knees now, they both knew how much it took to have Nik Stavros begging.

she wrote. "Wait in a while. Maybe Mr Evans was in need. Didn't you say that he was going to discuss it with his superiors?" Nicko replied. "Or maybe his boss wasn't interested in me? He didn't come to see me." "He is a director, and will be very busy, honey. That's why he is asking someone to represent him." "You're right. But at least Mr. Evans could tell me if what I said isn't interesting." "Believe me, Mr. Evans is not that kind of person," Nicko wrote and almost unwittingly unmasked him.

But the boss's expression baffled him. “That is the problem. Repentance is too far from my mind." Nico bit out. "You have to. That is the only way for Don Leo to go easy on you." Evan gripped the wheels tightly. He had a feeling that he would not like what he would hear from his friend next. “I am choosing Kara and our baby..” “What do you mean?” Evan asked. He looked conflicted. Nico barked a hollow-sounding laugh. “I want out. I can not do this anymore, Evan. I need to be with my family?”