Infinity Nikki Giovanni Novels & Stories

◇ New Chat from: ***6023*** "K it's Nicco. If Ilya contacts you, don't meet up with him. Talk over the phone but DO NOT agree to meet up." Today 19:39 The text was from an unregistered number. Italian area code?. I didn't have many friends in Italy, and not one of them knew my other nickname. My friends and acquaintances in the modeling industry usually knew me as "Kel Nielsen" or just "Kel". Only my mom, my sister, and her husband called me "K". Could this really be Niccolo? Was he doing okay? Why was he using a new number? Was he trying to keep it secret from the Falcos that he was communicating with me and warning me about Ilya?

he said impatiently, “I know your size and I know that it will fit you. Stop being a baby. We are running out of time. Get your ass out here.” I sigh in frustration because I know that everything he said was true. I opened the bathroom door and slowly walked out of the room and stood in front of them. I shifted from one foot to the other as I feel their eyes asses the way I look. “Wow,” Nikki exclaimed in pure admiration, “Now I know what my brother sees in you.” Nicolo turned toward the bed and took something out of one of the boxes. When he returned, he revealed a stunning pair of red sequin single strapped stilettos that matches my dress.

, he asks scratching his neck awkwardly to which I smile and nod my head. “of course”, Jackson mumble irritated as he press his lips together making me roll my eyes. Nick is a tall Australian guy with brown hair and eyes, it would be unfair if I tell he isn’t hot, he is but not as much as Ivan. In fact after seeing Ivan no one matches his looks. He is a sexy Greek god I won’t get tired watching him and his eyes oh my god! “say cheese”, nick coos bringing his phone out for a selfie. I smile blush on cheeks not so clear in the camera.

I would crumble to him just like he would to me, every time. "Me either. I'm sorry." I leaned my head to his chest. "You can make it up to me tonight." He teased then smack my ass as he walked away. I bit my lip, watching him head back into the house. "Do you understand why I can't touch you now?" Paul's voice made me jump. "Yes, but you don't have to ignore me." "Gio is in the hospital, V. Niko is a very possessive man. I wouldn't doubt he would remove his men's eyes if they looked at you too long."

Precise. "Like she owns the damn world," Gianni whispered. He flicked his phone open and recorded a short clip. He had followed her all morning. From the penthouse at the Royal Mercer to Castillo Holdings. She hadn’t noticed. Or maybe she had, and didn’t care. Either way, Gianni knew now. Jezara Voltaire. Nirvana’s aunt. Fraternal twin to Jolene Voltaire Castillo, Nirvana’s late mother. The same woman who had disappeared from public view over a decade ago. Who everyone assumed had moved to Europe.

In seconds, giving excuses I couldn’t make out, Clara and Gianna left the room, shutting the door behind them, leaving me alone with Nico. He looked at the screen and smiled. “Dramatic, huh?” “Not really.” I laughed. “You’ve always been one for theatrics. By the way, was that Zayne?” “That was Zayne.” The information settled, and I nodded, beaming as I sank back into the bed. “Great, now I can have dinner on patios in peace, Ex-President Nikolai Rossi.” He closed the steps between us and dropped onto the bed so he was facing me. “I’ll miss your scandals.” A mischievous smirk. “And the storerooms of that particular—”

The type of hot I had never been sure actually existed outside of airbrushed and filtered fitness influencer models. “Alpha Nikolai doesn’t talk much though. He’s really standoffish.” Why was Gigi choosing him of all people to talk about tonight?

This photo is the only breakthrough I have had since she left. “Okay, let’s meet in one hour,” she concedes. Great! . ~~~Two days later~~~ Luca has forwarded me everything about Kita Brown. Niki did successfully manage to leave the mafia. Everything about her new life seem legit and I can’t help but be jealous at how genuinely happy she seem. I am not surprised that she chose modelling. With her body and daring personality, she’s perfect for it. I have watched her every advert and bought every magazine she modelled for but her current underwear gig is driving me crazy. Just a photo of her and big Leo is up again after months of missing in action.

she agreed and the two went somewhere private as how the model described. "So, have you received my latest mail?" she inquired, setting off the conversation and Gabbie could only look at her with utter skepticism. "Ok, so you are the one who's sending me those photos?" Niki chortled, "Yup," she brazenly admitted, without any piece of shame. "From the very start?" "Yup," and she drank a little portion of her macchiato. Gabbie is now so amazed at how she can be so confident right now as if she has done the simplest thing but has affected extremely huge in her life. "Because you wanted to ruin our relationship?"

She would risk her own happiness to help me find mine and I loved her for it. “Thanks, but that dress wouldn't even cover half my ass.” I laughed. She started pulling clothes out by the dozens it seemed. Finally she settled on a black leather mini skirt and red tank top with a plunging neckline. She fixed my hair and make up without letting me take even a peek at a mirror. When she was done she finally let me get up and check myself out. I had to say I did look hot although I was a little scared I may be confused with a prostitute. “Kassius is going to shit himself when he sees you.” She gushed. “Seriously if he doesn't get a raging hard on immediately after laying eyes on you let him go bec