Married Nicholas Galitzine Novels & Stories

He nods, “Kat was aware when I made the purchase a few years ago but other than her and Ivan, you're the only other person who knows” I lean back in my seat, mumbling a small ‘huhhhh’ under my breath as I sink further into the leather. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that the owner of The Azure Reserve is none other than Nikolai. It seems surreal, to say the least, that the owner of the most high-end restaurant in the whole of Chicago is none other than Nikolai Volkov. My husband. A smile threatened to split my face. What else didn't I know about him?

It's difficult to believe that someone would break such momentous news during the Gomez family's year-end function. When they were back in the lounge. Nicholas sat down and drank several cups of tea in a row so he could slightly calm his nerves. Dominic came up and asked, "Grandpa, is what that bastard Thomas said true?" Nicholas did not respond. He only sighed. Nicholas' appearance suggested that what Thomas said was correct. Otherwise, he would not appear as he did. There was a long silence. Then Nicholas slowly said, "Back then, I left Central City for the Southland, where I met Grace Mayo. For a moment, I could not control my feelings and fell in love with her, then got her pregnant.

Nicholas’s arm snaked around my waist as we posed for photos. “Who’s this gorgeous lady?” one reporter asked. Nicholas pulled me closer, his voice smooth and confident. “This is Elena De Luca. My lovely wife.” I forced a smile as the reporter gushed, “How did the renowned serious businessman get captured by such beauty?” Nicholas smiled, a real, genuine smile that caught me off guard. “I’d love to tell you, but we have an event to attend.” Inside, the grand hall was dazzling, filled with the city’s elite. Nicholas led me around, introducing me to faces I barely remembered. When we finally reached our table, I pulled out my phone and texted Drew.

But Mark had taught me that greeting, when he saw Nicholas… When Nicholas… Zale smiled at my obvious confusion. “One of those princes thinks you are very special indeed, Piper.”

His power was unparalleled. “Nicholas, I’m sure this young man needs no introduction.” “No, he doesn't,” Nicholas said with a smile that felt like a sharp blade on his skin. “The great Marcello DeLuca. So ruthless his name alone causes nightmares. The male who might as well have single-handedly won the war for us, if some of the stories are to be believed.” Did he detect a little bitterness there? His intuition was second to none, and it told him that this man was bad news. He kept his expression flat.

“Mhm. Thank you, Nicholas. You’re like a brother to me. And I’ll be sure to put in a word for you with my Fiancé.” Nicholas chuckled, finally hearing something that could benefit him. Having the Heinrich Family name as one of his sponsors would do him and his business a huge favor. But if only he knew. “I’ll take my leave now so you can have some private time with your father.” Giselle nodded her head with a bold smile on her lips, watching as Nicholas walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

His words have both of us laughing so hard that for a moment I forget everything that is going on around us and it feels so good, so needed. "Warrior Robbie. How can I help you?" A strange voice brings my laughter to an immediate stop as a guy comes to stand in front of us. He's incredibly tall and muscular and looks like he could scare even the meanest of wolves. "Yes, Johnathan. Alpha Nicholas is in the gym. He has asked for some privacy but I would like you to guard the door while he's in there. There's too much shit going on right now for him to be left unguarded."

“Is there another option? We need to try every possible thing, Sinclair. So we can have as much evidence for when we are finally ready to take her down. Nicholas sighed, his frustration palpable. His eyes widen with an idea, “There’s a gala coming up tommorrow that I have to attend with Natalia. It’s a public appearance, and I can’t avoid it. She threatened to release the documents and also, Rosalie if I don't go with her. You can come to the gala, and bug the phone then. I have no idea if she might be having me watched then so, it's risky for me to do it." Nicholas explains and Christopher nods his head in agreement.

Clearly, he is not very interested in who was caught fucking their maid and who is planning a get-together but he listens as I talk. I tell him of Galo, heir to one of the prominent New York families brought his pregnant mistress to their household. “His poor wife, according to Gianna, this is only their third year of marriage, too soon to be taking drastic steps if you ask me” Niko nods in agreement slipping his fork into his mouth as he chews.

And he's very good at it. Reagan also managed to do it this time. What Rhysand did to me earlier on the balcony, which made my chest tight is now a little better. Reagan was by my side throughout the party and distracted me with his life story in the two years we hadn't seen each other. Reagan was engrossed in his work, and then that added up when Nicholas chose to step down from the de Sanctis family firm, opting to run his own company and his marriage to Gretta Mikhaelovich. One of the daughter of a Russian business magnate. Brandon Mikhaelovich, who is also tipped to be a candidate for Russian defense minister.