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… Over on the tenth floor in the luxury suite, Nicholas could not wait to ravage Willow and Miranda. "What do you wanna do?" Willow fearfully asked when she saw Nicholas's wicked expression. "What else do you think I should do on a spring night? To have fun with both of you, of course," Nicholas said with a chuckle. "Stay away!" Miranda shouted. But Nicholas could not hold back any longer. He was blinded by his lust now. "Both of you have exquisite figures and pretty faces. I don't know who to start with, so how about having both at the same time?" Nicholas smirked.

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Chapter 60 Jealousy WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LIGHT (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Nicholas simply don’t give a fuck unless it’s Zane. “Really? How rude of her~” Nicholas chimed, the small smile on his lips was misunderstood by her. She thought it was for her, when in fact, Nicholas thought of how smart and kind Zane was to even let this woman call her by her name.

“But perhaps he’s the type who’d rather be married to a woman that other men wouldn’t try to steal away.” “Or perhaps I bring both beauty and brains to the table,” I quickly said before I could stop myself, lifting my chin. “You might not know this since you two never had a deeper relationship, but Nicholas actually prefers a nuanced woman when it comes to true love. Not a one-dimensional Barbie.” The brunette’s mouth opened slightly, as though she wasn’t sure what to say to that. Taking advantage of her stunned silence, I grabbed my drink from the bartender and offered them both a curt nod. “Enjoy the rest of your evening, ladies.”

"Why insane? Didn't you want to be my wife? Don't think I haven't noticed how you've been showing your affection toward me." Kimberly gave Nicholas a wry smile. "Oh my, you're so confident, Nicholas Alistair. Where did you get the idea that I like you?" Nicholas smirked. "Just from your actions, it's clear that you like me." "Okay, let's say I do like you, but I can't marry a man who doesn't love me. Especially not turn a marriage into a charade or a game." "In that case, teach me how to love you," Nicholas suddenly replied.

I've encountered supernaturals who view such tales as frivolous wastes of time. A sinking feeling tells me Nickolas may be among them. He looks up, his gaze piercing. "I won't say it's a waste of time, but I believe nothing is truly gained by reading such...fluff." Anger surges through me like a flashfire. "What do you mean nothing is gained?" I demand hotly. "I'll have you know I've learned a great deal from romance books." Nickolas huffs out a skeptical breath. \

His frequent replies kept me in check, ere he deemed himself unreachable and made my life boring. Seeking just anything to make my life fun and engaging, I took to sexual satisfaction. The fun of having sex with D’caprias boys, Nicholas to mention, was a blast. At first, I found Nicholas challenging and intriguing. There is something about him that is unexplainable and makes anyone want to know him more. Not because he is handsome, savoring, and quite a figure; he is self-bearing and strangely lovable. Nicholas may be tough-looking, but I have caught him smiling at different times. He never passes the school drama queens without leaving his smiles with them, something no one has ever done fo

We began talking about random things, the shitty boys we’d dated, our crazy stunts back in school, anything that could lift her mood. “Goodness, we’ve lived,” I beamed, running my hand through my hair. Mira went silent. “You know, Sandra,” she said softly, “sometimes I wish he was more like Nicholas.” I choked on my drink. Why would anyone want their man to be like a devil such as Nicholas? “Why would you say that, Mira?” “That’s because Nicholas is the ideal man for every girl. He’s smart, hardworking, and above all, he loves you. He would never hurt you,” she said before downing her glass.

“Excuse me.” Embarrassed at having been caught daydreaming, I forced myself to focus on work. And I succeeded – until I heard Nicholas’ voice come from the speakers. “The kind of woman I’d prefer?” Nicholas said. “Someone loyal. Strong. Even tempered. And she has to like to children.” “Check, check, and check,” came a voice from the table of girls. “He’s describing me! It’s meant to be.” “Dream on. He’s clearly describing me.”

replied Nicholas casually. Rachel was agape, then she laughed out loud, "Do you think someone would ever fall in love with an annoying person like you? Believe me, but nobody would!" she said, somehow she felt so irritated because indirectly Nicholas was saying that he chose her because she didn't deserve to be fell in love with.