Evans Nikopoulos Novels & Stories

Mociya Keltch, his long, sullen figure, walked up to Nathaniel Evans and scoffed. "As far as I know, the Don of the Evans Group is going to give Mr Evans full control of the Group, and Mr Evans is in the process of investigation. If Father Evens knew now that Mr Evans cared so much for a married woman, What did Mr Evans think of Father Evens?" Nathaniel Evans suddenly felt his anger in his chest. He grabbed Mociya Keltch by the collar in his right hand and said angrily, "Mociya Keltch, don't go too far! Something comes at me."

He chuckled on the phone. "It's not that big of a deal. It's just a stupid wedding" I stated in a flat tone. "Kate told me a while ago that we're attending your billion dollar wedding tomorrow. How is that not a big deal?" Nick snapped. "Nick, look, I was sure Kate would tell you so I kept quiet" I said. "Whatever, I'll see you tomorrow, Natalie Karina Salvatore Maxfield" He sneered. "Shut up, Nicholas Evans Markopolous" I bellowed before hanging up.

This guy is around 6’3-’4, because I was 5’9. “I am calling up your boss and he is going to fire your ass right now, the nerve you have of coming here and talkin-” I yell at him with a thunderous voice but he cuts me off. “Just call him, I don’t have much time.” He says arrogantly with a smirk plastered across his face. I was taken off guard with his sudden change in demeanour. What the hell happened to the sweet innocent guy? I quickly made a call and Charles picked it up in one ring, because he knew how impatient I was, “Hello Danika dear, what pleas-“

Nikolas I sat in my office alongside Wren, my adopted brother who is also the Vice President and along with the Head of Accounting Erik Stevens. He's in his late thirties. He has clean-shaved face, wearing tailored made checked suit. He wore glasses that fit the oval shaped face. "The partnership agreement has been sent to Empire Holdings successfully." Erik browsed through the numbers that I discussed with David yesterday. He had an intense look on his face as he was solely focused on his tablet.

He had to get ready before the conference and there wasn't much time. " We will now begin, the press conference and welcome your question " Lucas said into the microphone and stepped back for Niko to take the stage " Good day everyone, my name is Niko Adams and I am the CEO of Nirvana and also the original CEO of Adams industries " Niko said into the microphone and the whole hall got noisy. The reporters were noting and typing all that he was saying and would be saying to produce news articles. " What do you mean by saying you are the real owner of Adams industries? "

“Alright.” “Get into a comfortable position princess, I want to fuck that mouth,” Evans ordered, his eyes dark with lust. “Yes please.” I slipped of the couch and Evans passed a cushion for my knees. “Evans…” I whimpered, staring at the cock that was so close to my face. “Patience princess.” He cradled my head gently, guiding my mouth to his waiting dick. His phone rang. It was Nicholas.

His dark mop hair was brushed aside, and his tongue peeked out to wet his full lips. "Noah Chaplain, is it?", Evan asked, but I could barely hear him. "Yeah", Noah cleared his throat but kept his eyes trained onto mine, "pleasure to meet you". Was that an accent I could detect? "Lovely. Well as you're now aware I'm Evan, executive assistant to our COO, Lana Harris". I stood from my seat as the stranger, Noah, approached my desk. I reached out my hand to meet his extended one, "Lana", was all I managed to say.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

she purrs. Nixon halts my final step by calling to me "Harper meet Viviana, Viviana meet Harper my mate" Viviana quickly turns around and starts laughing hysterically while pointing back and forth between myself and Nixon "Wow Nix all you had to do is tell me you wanted to bring someone else into the mix" she tilts her head looking me up and down "He's not really my type but he's cute so" she shrugs and turns back to Nixon who takes the tree steps he'd taken up the stairs until he was back on the ground level then walked around her to my side.

“A-all I remember is he had black slicked-back hair, was older, maybe in his forties or fifties, had the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen. He was wearing an insanely expensive three-piece suit.” My pulse thunders at the base of my throat. It can’t be. Evan just described the leader of the group who met up with Nico last week. The same guy who’s also doing business with Antonio. Shit. “You didn’t get his name?” The muscles in my back coil with tension as I stare down at Evan. His fear-tainted eyes meet mine, and all he can offer his a shake of his head. “Fuck!”