Married Nicholas Galitzine Novels & Stories

Lila, halfway down the stairs in her pajamas, froze at the sight of the men on the threshold. Four of them. Black coats, black gloves, faces carved from stone. The one in front was the tallest—broad-shouldered, dark-haired, with eyes the pale gray of winter skies over the Neva River. A scar cut through his left eyebrow, giving him a permanent look of disdain. Nikolai Volkov. Even she knew the name. Head of the Volkov Bratva in New York. Ruthless. Untouchable. Vincent’s voice cracked. “Nikolai. I asked for more time—”

Rita cautioned her husband with a frown as though she herself had not for a minute been scared too, thinking their daughter was into old men. "Oh, my bad," Her father guffawed an ugly lumberjack laugh. "I'm James, this is my wife, Rita." Just then, Nicholas strode powerfully towards the group of people, firmly grasping James' hand in a strong handshake. "Nicholas, sir." Nicholas sent her parents a smile Geneva was sure he won contracts over with. He was in a shirt and pants like most times, his hair gelled perfectly back, a neat delicious yummy.

hearing her the man replied angrily again shutting her mouth. (Translation: The way you are working I can see the wall getting down soon. They will get to know we are only being threats in disguise of Russian mafia and we aren't actually no where near it. Mikhail will kill us this time.) Zia's brows creased because she thought it will be easy for her to seduce Nicholas and make him fall in love with her and after trapping him they were planning of his doom but their plan backfired on them. Mikhail Igor Gorbachev the actual Mafia boss of Russia got to know about their plan and they know soon he will expose them which they can't let him do.

"I am the eldest among all. Second comes Nelson alias Xavier. The third is Neil. He is my lawyer. He completed law in Princeton University four years ago and deals with my legal issues. Our wedding contract was made by him." Juliet observed Neil was as serious as Xavier but had blonde hair instead of dark black like others. He nodded to her as a form of greeting like they were at a business meeting. Nikolas played with her fingers and surreptitiously provided her the comfort she needed at the moment. He knew all his brothers were serious with iron faces like heroes in action movies but only until they are known closely. "Beside him is Norman. He is a doctor who has a medical degree in orthop

"And more and more in Italy. They are the rulers of that country, and the United States. That's probably another reason your father set Gal up with Nicholas." I didn't doubt any of the information Elena just said. I already got that impression when I saw Nicholas torturing his victims in that church. I was convinced that he wasn't just the owner of the biggest airline in the world. If he only held onto that, he couldn't possibly be free to do bad things.

"But tomorrow, we will leave and it will only be you and Mister Nikolay here." "Is Serge and Grigori here ?!" I blurt my question as my mind perks up in relief. "Yes." "Who's wedding ?" I ask promptly. Galina pauses and looks me in the eyes with concern. "Yours and Mister Nikolay." _____ "I'm not marrying you!!" I scream at the top of my lungs at the calm and collected blonde. He sips a glass of brandy while reclining on an armchair in his business suit, one leg crossed over the other, eyes skimming his smartphone screen.6

“ This is my wife, “ Nikolai said and I shook the man’s hand. I didn’t bother to outstretch my arm towards his wife because I already knew she wouldn’t take it. “ She is very beautiful, Nikolai. You outdid yourself. “ He said and his wife scoffed. The man ignored her but I saw how his jaw ticked. He didn’t like it. “ Careful there, old man. I might think that you want her. “ Nikolai said with a warning but made it seem like a joke. Both men laughed but I knew better. There was a silent conversation between them. “ What is your name, dear? “ He asked. I plastered on a smile and fixed my posture to look confident and unfazed by him. “ Brianna Lucchese Trentino, “ I answered, pleasing Nikolai.

Nicholas was one powerful and influential man, he was informing us on what are few extravagant changes he wanted us to make in his ‘Westler heels’ launch event, as we were speaking, blond lady with him, who was his wife ‘Rebecca Poland’ excused herself… Nicholas spoke with us for half an hour more before he asked me to left him and Robert alone to speak on few things, I accepted their demand and left, since I was in Knight.inc I thought of meeting Ethan just to see how my plan had worked, I pulled out my phone and called him but unfortunately on my way I accidently bumped into who spilled his coffee on t-shirt… “AAHHHH….. GOD THAT’S HOT…… HOT HOT HOT……..” I said and started doing caterpillar

Gerald's POV I head inside of the restaurant, and asked where is the VIP room located. I'm meeting a very unexpected person and I couldn't wait having a serious discussion with that person, especially since I am not expecting to have a meeting with him. The waiter open the door for me, and I entered just to exposed myself to the man whose completely an enemy. "I'm very surprised to see you, Nicholas..." Yes. The man I'm seeing with is Nicholas. Grayson's fourth cousin and one of his trusted men inside his mansion, but he's no longer trusted into my eyes. I seated before poured my glass with red wine, and drink it with a smile.

“She needs to lie down, Aleksei. I think enough time has passed.” Mikhail and the other guy exchanged an amused look before the former burst into laughter. “Care to share the punchline?” Giselle asked with a saccharine smile that dripped with condescension. “I missed the joke.” That only made Mikhail laugh harder. Before Giselle could come up with a retort, Nicholas was at her side, placing his hand on the small of her back. “Amedeo. I didn’t know you were invited,” he said with a neutral tone that rivaled Aleksei’s.