Mr Nelson Love Trap Novels & Stories

I agreed. I glanced toward the door. “Drop him at his apartment.” Nelson paused. Slowly looked at me. “Why do I have to be the one doing that and not you.” I stared at him. “Because I just fought bad guys alone in the middle of nowhere and did not have the privilege to spend some time with our mate.” Nelson frowned. “That’s not a privilege. That’s emotional manipulation.” “It’s strategy.” He scoffed. “You’re enjoying this.” “Maybe.”

I was thinking about what Harry had said to me while he caged me with his arms, held me down with his hypnotic gaze and disorganized my senses with his deep, naturally erotic voice. He had appeared like a sexy demi god using his velvety voice, yet he was breaking me. He was breaking my soul without mercy and I was allowing him to. Nelson gave me a naughty smirk "So what are you thinking about?" 'We are not real lovers and we should stay out of each other's business' That is what I'm thinking about and those words from Harry has been eating my whole insides up. "I am so sorry for coming late!" The teacher's loud voice helped me to avoid Nelson's question.

“Not even a bit. He’s up to something and that’s not gonna end well. Especially for you. If you see this video someday, I hope you’ll be able to prove Nathan’s innocence. He didn’t kill Charlotte. It’s all a trap! And the one person you shouldn’t trust at all is-” He’s startled when he hears someone. “I must go!” he whispers. “If anything happens to me, find Doctor Anita Jones! She can help you!” Thankfully, the noise is from a nearby car. He quickly turns off the camera and speeds back home. “Uncle!” Tilda gasps when she opens the door. “What happened-” “I don’t have time!” Nelson gasps. “Keep this with you.” He hands her a phone which confuses her. “What is this-” TIlda begins.

“Don’t come telling me to appeal to my memories; don’t be so pathetic. Better tell me why you feel such a strong desire to please a woman as evil as Giselle. The last thing I remember was her humiliating you with ease. Doesn’t that embarrass you?” My question made him growl. “Don’t talk about my mate like that!” he shouted furiously, and I raised my eyebrows in surprise. Nelson was shocked when he realized what he’d said, and Elijah laughed. “Your mate?” I asked sympathetically. “Is Giselle your mate, and you’re okay with her being Hall’s mistress?” My question hurt him, so Nelson glared at me with hatred. “You don’t know shit,” he said, and this time I laughed out loud.

"This, Ms. Argent, is the exact price for defying my power in this bank. Your small name is not even close to being in my league." Talia snaps right back, "You disgusting low-life stray! Our pack will just pull the sanctuary's surveillance footage to prove the absolute truth to the elders!" Nelson laughs dismissively, waving his good hand. "Did your old brain think my mind wouldn't think of that, you old hag? All our surveillance cameras are conveniently malfunctioning under the moon today!" Malia clenches her fists tightly, her fury barely contained inside her ribs. Nelson had clearly planned this whole trap out, covering his tracks completely before his claws even touched her hair.

Nelson cried out. “GET OFF ME!” A heavy boot crushed his wrist before he could reach the gun. “Target secured.” Nelson thrashed wildly. “You don’t know who I am!” One of the warriors leaned closer, expression cold. “We know exactly who you are.” Hours later… Nelson sat chained to a metal chair inside a dark interrogation room beneath Northsmith Estate. Blood dripped from his split lip. One eye was swollen nearly shut. The room felt cold. Merciless. Two Northsmith warriors stood silently against the wall.

Amidst the chaos of monitors showing Olivia's performance, Kania's focus locked onto the tablet. On the map, she saw the pin icon marking Arka’s location, which was far away, outside the city. But a new notification that just popped up in the corner of the screen made Kania hold her breath: Message: The bait was successful. Let K.E. see it. Do not touch her. "The bait?" Kania repeated the word, a chill spreading through her. Arka was setting a trap for her? She rushed to the tablet, trying to photograph the message as proof. But in her haste, her hand mistakenly pressed an icon. Instantly, the map on the screen changed, displaying the mansion's layout in infrared and tracking mode. Right at

Steven was now his enemy. Nelson sat outside in his car for well over half an hour before he got the nerve to open the door and see for himself what was going on. Whether he had a right to say, feel, or do anything was beside the point. There was no way that he could just let it slide. If she had only been in there for a few moments, maybe he could have imagined that they were just talking and that she was upset or something. Maybe she was getting advice, but time crept on, and those ideas were not what was happening. It had been too long. She was still his wife and Nelson fantasized about going in there. He didn’t though. He just sat there, waiting and praying that Cassandra came out and le

It was Bryan blabbering was he saying this out of experience on just faking things, he turned towards me with his kneels down WTF is about to happen here. "Melanie..." I paused observing the silent smiles on everyone's face, but could feel my nervousness and my face already flushed red. " I love you are you willing to take me as your husband?" I gasped at the Wonderful lie he told to the public, with my mouth willing to say no and my heart beating for a yes, I suddenly felt like I fell for his dishonest lie, still battling for an answer for over 90 seconds I got all eyes on me with expectations, I traced my dad, tears dripped for our both eyes and I turned to Bryan and nodded a yes he rose u

"Thank you for making me feel at ease." "I and trust, that's number one, Bae. Once someone betrays it, don't blame me for retaliating. But if someone doesn't disappoint me, what I do is at least the same. Mutual trust. That's because it's priceless, Bae." Thomas agreed. "That's why I acted normal when you talked about Diana. Because in your eyes, there's no Diana anymore. Just like what you said to me. Diana... is just the past. So, all I can say is that Nathan is just a handful of cockroaches I can get rid of with a broom."