Novel & Cerita Mr Nelson Love Trap

Eveline tapped Keona’s back gently, “Don’t cry, we will do something about it.” “Promise?” Keona asked, and we nodded our heads while Hayes kept a straight, sassy expression on, “I love you two more than that big head.” “Why didn’t you tell me Nelson is a famous star?” Eveline said, and I looked at her with confusion, “Like he is a music star.” “Nelson is?” I asked again to be sure I understood what she was saying. “Yes, he sang Light Up My World and has a lot of hit songs,” Eveline said excitedly, “Why didn’t you tell me he was that Nelson?”

"Friends? Now we are friends? When you went behind me screwing the only man I have ever loved, weren't we friends? Weren't we friends when you didn't call or even text me, maybe to apologize? When I saw both of you that day, honestly I waited for you, I waited, I thought you were going to come after me, I thought you were going to be sorry, or maybe check to know if I am doing after your goddamn betrayal..." "He doesn't love you Lisa... he... he doesn't care about you. He..." "Shut the fuck up!!!" Lisa yelled angrily and Hannah immediately went quiet. She legs quivered and threatened to bring her to the ground. "Don't you think I know that? He doesn't love me, but I am madly in love with him

"You've been dumped." What a perfect Assistant Brown-always choosing the words that cut deepest. "What did I do wrong!" Helena cried out. "You still have the nerve to ask?" he sneered. "Miss Helena, you betrayed the sincerity of the young master's love. Then, you manipulated that fool, Mr. Noah, to smooth out your little schemes. And worst of all, you tried to sway the heart of the young lady. That was your biggest mistake." Helena lowered her head, her nails digging into her palms beneath the table. She wanted to scream, to rage. But those words... they struck her like a slap across the face.

My legs gave out under me as I slumped onto the ground. Putting my head in my hands, I finally realized why the other man had slapped the back of my head. He was probably worried that I would run away, so he gave me an aphrodisiac. I fought hard to keep my consciousness as I crawled toward the light. I was so close. So close. If only I could escape… Someone grabbed my arm. I held on to the doorframe, though I was unable to see what was beyond the door. I heard the man behind me say, "That's not the exit. Let's go."

Alexander I watched Nelson and my wife play. Tracy wasn't good at playing so Nelson tried to teach her. The closeness and the touches I have to swallow that up even though I think Nelson is doing it on purpose. “You have to hold the ratchet this way, your focal point before you shoot the ball” Nelson says while I stood by Claire entertaining herself with whatever. I swallowed the big lump on my throat. Nelson is the man who had won her heart and I'm nobody to her but just a worthless husband who cleans and washes dishes.

Cristofer questioned him, “Do you believe that success and fame are the only sources of happiness?” “Yes,” Nelson responded, “I’ve reiterated countless times that love is futile and illusory. Only your career will not betray you. Women are capricious. Since Estelle has fallen in love with someone else, why persist in your desire to be with her?” “But only when she’s with me can I get a good night’s sleep.” “You can ask the doctor to prescribe some sleeping pills for you,” Nelson suggested. “Uncle Nelson,” Cristofer replied with a resigned smile, “I’ve tried every sleeping pill available. If there were one that could guarantee a sound sleep, I wouldn’t still be seeing a psychiatrist.

Naya’s POV I couldn't believe what had just happened. One moment, we were all sitting at the diner, laughing and chatting away, and the next, Nelson tried to convince my personal maid to poison me. What did I ever do to him? Why did he have to hate me so much? Sometimes, people just die without knowing that they are falling for a trap. The trap in my case was the one that Nelson set for me. But, I was lucky that the maid didn’t let it happen.

"You used Asher to pressure me. It would have been better to just give me that drug from the beginning. That way, you could do whatever you want with this body of mine!" "You know very well that what I want is not just your body!" Nelson roared. If he only wanted a woman's body, he could have as many as he wanted. "I want you to think of me in your heart, to miss me every day, and most importantly, I want you to fall in love with me completely." "That's impossible." Viola rejected him outright. "You can't even lie to me a little?" Nelson's face showed a hint of self-mockery.

“Scream all you want, Lily. Nobody’s coming to rescue you.” A sob struggled in my throat, but I swallowed it back down. I was not going to give in to him. One of his men opened up the car door, and in a flash I was yanked in. The door slammed to a close behind me, trapping me in stale blackness in the rear seat. I struggled to get hold of the handle, but I was already a step too late. Nelson got in beside me, blocking my one avenue of exit. “Relax,” he said, spreading his arms across the seat as though he was completely at his ease. “The fun’s just beginning yet.”

"In the event of Elroy Edelstein's death due to illness, all assets will be transferred into a trust. The beneficiaries are spouse Mia Lowell and legitimate child Noah Edelstein." Her fingertips trembled. Not from fear. From excitement. About $1.18 million. Add the $200,000-plus she'd already scammed from other people, and she was looking at nearly $1.5 million. She lowered her head, clearly trying to hide her expression. The lawyer handed her the final page. "Ms. Lowell, please sign here as a witness." Mia grabbed the pen and signed without hesitation. Then she took my hand, her voice full of fake tenderness. "Honey, don't think like that. You're going to be fine."