Romans & histoires Nichols Oitnb

I jumped slightly, quickly shoving the burner phone back into my purse and snapping it shut. I turned my head. Noah was turned completely toward me. His deep, piercing blue eyes were locked directly onto my face, watching my every single move. "Who is texting you, Elena?" Noah asked. His voice was quiet, but it filled the small space of the car. I swallowed hard. My throat felt like sandpaper. "Nicole," I lied. I forced myself to hold his gaze. "We are just chatting." "Nicole Turner." Noah said her full name without hesitating. "Her YouTube channel is called NikkiStyles."

Nicholas tucked the hair behind his ear. Since college, Nicholas had shoulder-length hair, which he always tied behind his head, like a ponytail or more often made into a messy bun. The rest of his hair would be messy around his face and it was Nicholas's signature that made him look... Sexy. Out of nowhere, the image of Nichola's half-naked body flashed in her mind. Nathalie who was eating a piece of apple, choked. While Nathalie choked, Nicholas closed his laptop and asked, "Are you okay?"

I said running my fingers through my hair I saw her eyes and shook my head before leaving the house with my brothers When we got in the car I saw her standing by the door and I speeded away "Woah easy on the gas there bro," Max said "What happened?" Noah asked "Geoff found that Russo's daughter is in Italy she landed four days ago with her brother Nick," I said "Damn okay," Leo said "What happened with you and Olive?" Jack asked "There is no me and Olivia," I said and speeded up a bit

And Tyler was right behind me. “Sadie.” Owen said standing up. And almost immediately we had the attention of everyone. “I, Sadie Nicols, reject you, Alpha Owen Ross…” I began to say. “No. Nope. No way.” Owen said, covering his ears, refusing to listen to me. “Owen.” I yelled. “No.” He yelled with his hands still over his ears and he ran from the mess hall. So I turned back and looked at Tyler. “What a fucking dick.” I growled.

But I couldn't stop looking. The boxer briefs sat low on his hips, and I could see the distinct outline of his cock through the thin fabric. Even soft, he looked huge—thick and long, the kind of size that would stretch a woman to her limits. The kind of size Olivia had probably enjoyed in that bathroom. My stomach twisted again. "See something you like?" Nicholas suddenly asked, his voice cutting through my thoughts. My heart stopped. I became embarrassed immediately. I looked away, my face burning with shame. "I wasn't—I was just—"

"The big question is, Olivia will stand in your way and I am sure that she's going to make you jealous even more!" "Yes, I am well aware of that! Although, I am wondering about Nickie- she is an Omega she-wolf who obviously has feelings for Alpha Steven. She wanted to make my life a living hell inside the office as well and I've got a feeling that she's going to connive with Olivia to ruin me and to make my image bad!"

Right next to me, Nicholas has his arms wrapped securely around my shoulders, anchoring me to the ground in a heavy, comforting hug. But to be real, none of these things are actually registering in my brain. My mind is completely numb. The world feels like it's operating on a five-second audio delay. The only thing I can physically process is the indisputable fact that Owen is gone, he is severely hurt, and I am terrified. The fake will. Hold on...hold on...the last time I saw Owen, right before he left for his mother's estate, he looked me in the eyes and told me he was going to set a bait for Georgia. He was going to use a fabricated script to force a confession out of her.

Shrugging his shoulders, he pointed at us while screeching, "Then why the hell so much sexual tension is present in the room?" Ethan shifted uncomfortably in his chair and cleared his throat, "Umm, Alpha, should we leave for now?" Turning to face me, Nicholus tilted his head to the side and winked flirtatiously, "I think that's a good idea." Getting the hint, Ethan was just about to push his chair back when I rushed to say, "Absolutely no. No one is going anywhere until we're done with what we're here to do." A chill ran down my spine as Nicholus said through our mindlink roughly, "Oh, I never knew you had a kink of being watched while I make you moan my name."

Debra sighed. "There is a catch. I have to play the part of Mrs. Nichols for the next six months. After that, we're done for good." Oscar raised an eyebrow. "He wants to buy time for the Nichols Group?" "Most likely. They've taken a blow from us. Even though they're back in operation, their stocks are running low. This year's profits are looking grim. These six months are crucial for their recovery." "Clever move. Even in divorce, he's angling for a return on investment."

Ophelia defended herself, exasperation tightening her throat. "That is not a fucking excuse Ophelia, you let your guard down and now you are coming to gibber excuses in my ear. Did it or did it not happen in your own home? How can something like this take place in your own home and you were not able to stop it? Huh? You are meant to make sure that those two are not getting more closer and you failed woefully. They actually had sex right under your own nose!" Nicholas obnoxiously reprimanded.