Nicholas Bella Author Novelas e Histórias

Bellatrix didn’t answer; she had kept careful eyes behind her on the way; thankfully, no one had tailed them, and especially with the speed the coachman was driving, that was impossible. Nicholas rewinds and exhales loudly. Nicholas appears to be an omniscient jackdaw, as Bella observed. The more she sees him, the more her head swings. Perpetually, he's revealing unexpected new looks. She shivered as she saw the blood all over his body. What a horrible incident she witnessed today! Nicholas's brutal appearance is even more terrifying. She moaned. How many men have touched her today? It's suffocating. The man wiped her body here and there with his hands.

Nicholas, who had just smoked his cigarette, raised an eyebrow, then he looked at Bella again. "Don't argue, Bella." "I won't come." "If you dare not come then believe me after this all the employees in your room will know about your lowliness." After saying that, Nicholas immediately left Bella's apartment. Nicholas closed his eyes completely, all his fingers squeezed the bullpen in his hand. Bella, that woman had dared to disobey, that woman had dared to disobey, and that woman had made Nicholas' emotions boil. Nicholas's jaw tightened, he was very curious about what was happening and he was curious as to which cheap woman was selling her body to another man after this.

"The big deal is that you're scheming something. You gave the girl two options. Wayne Bellingerre or Nicko. Did she pass your little test?" "Something like that. You see, I have found a way not to be the antagonist in this narrative. In Nathan's absence, I would have eventually become the antagonist. I can't afford to because Nicko is my CEO. We can't be separated. Heaven help us all if he's raised by Wayne and he turns out to be more of a Bellingerre than a Bale! Besides, with Nathan here, he can be the antagonist. He has the authority to say no and it will hold water compared to me saying no."

before settling back again, clearly invested. By the time I was done, she shook her head slowly. “Girl, your life is literally a soap opera.” I laughed, but inside… I couldn’t help but think about Alexander’s words again. If Nico had been the one to find me then where had Alexander gone after I fell asleep in his arms? And why did it feel like that question mattered more than I wanted it to?

Bella rushed forward and hugged him tightly. He didn’t return it. Instead, his voice came out cold. “So,” he said calmly, “are you done whoring around with Caspien?” author note: (sorry I didnt upload yesterday, I had a slow network , but pls do drop your thoughts in the comment , silence scares me honestly 😂)

She stepped inside. Nicholas Vance looked up from his desk. Thirty-seven years old. Six feet one inch of sharp jawlines, dark hair swept perfectly off his forehead, and eyes so deep brown they looked black in certain light. He was, objectively speaking, the most attractive man Emma had ever seen. She had been aware of this fact for eight years. She had also, for eight years, refused to let it matter. "Emma," he said. "The Astral Industries contract. I need the revised draft by noon. And cancel my 3:00 PM. I'm having lunch with the Minister of Trade instead. Reschedule the marketing presentation to Thursday. Also — "

But my body still burned for him, even when I hated myself for it. Bella raced over, holding two pairs of heels. “Dad, which one should I get?” Nicholas smiled like the perfect father. “Get both.” Bella giggled and walked ahead to the register. I tried to follow her, but Nicholas caught my wrist and pulled me back behind a tall shelf where no one could see us. His body pressed me against the cold wall as his lips brushed my ear slightly. “You like teasing me in public, baby girl?” “You started this,” I hissed, my heart racing rapidly.

“Whoa, wait. What’s going on?” “Simple, I came to have sex with you. I don’t think I need to remind you that we’re married.” “I know that, but…” “I brought condoms with me if that’s what you’re worried about.” “So does this mean…” “You talk too much,” She pulled him back for another kiss. The next day… “I have a weird question to ask,” Nicholas said. “Weird is better than stupid.” “I don’t mean to be rude, but has your sister ever been diagnosed as being bipolar?”

And suddenly Bella's strange behavior makes a whole lot more sense. She's still tense as hell as she clears her throat, then responds with her voice oddly strained. "Yeah, right, yesterday. Did you find that book you were looking for, on, what was it, the propagation of European Medieval societal hierarchy into the American colonies?" I follow their exchange with a near sick kind of glee on the inside, while I hope that my pleasant smile on the outside doesn't look like a shark ready to go for his helpless prey. I seem to be doing a good

It was as if I lost my voice because of his shouting. "I'm sorry for shouting at you. I didn't mean to," he apologized. I just gave him a smile in response. "Look... I didn't know Zylia was experiencing that in school. That's also one of the reasons I need you... she needs a mother figure like you, Rosetta," Nicholas said softly. "Why me? You know—" "Because I can see that you're a good person. I can't trust anyone. I can't find a woman like you," he interrupted me.