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She defended gaining interest. Nicky spoke a great deal about herself as Ken kept on ordering drinks each time she finished. "You’re really a tough bitch.” He laughed, “Don’t worry, you’re with me now.” He concluded. Nicky was dead drunk, she kept muttering things as she bowed her head. Ken glanced at her, taking notice of the visible part of her boobs. She wore a black miniskirt and a crop top. A designer jacket to cover up. He drew near trying to take advantage of the scene, holding her close enough to donate a kiss.

Chapter 7 Nikolas Six months ago It was one of the coldest winters in New York, where one would like to go under a cozy blanket with a hot cup of coffee and never come out of it like a lazy kitten. However the idea was not in the hit list of Nikolas Ries, one of the most successful and youngest billionaires in the United states. A holiday is something he had not known for years. Festivals are not his way of life. The only thing he had known is love himself.

Nikolas I sat in my office alongside Wren, my adopted brother who is also the Vice President and along with the Head of Accounting Erik Stevens. He's in his late thirties. He has clean-shaved face, wearing tailored made checked suit. He wore glasses that fit the oval shaped face. "The partnership agreement has been sent to Empire Holdings successfully." Erik browsed through the numbers that I discussed with David yesterday. He had an intense look on his face as he was solely focused on his tablet.

Annah glared at him and this made him chuckle and for a moment there he'd forgotten about all of his worries… “I can't help it..” He replied honestly and she rolled her eyes dramatically.. “Boys..” she mumbled under her breath but he could clearly hear it. “Do you wanna go out with me? I have a few important meetings at the company and won't be back on time..” Nicklaus moved to sit properly and took a sip of his coffee.. “ I'll if you buy me a lot of snacks..” she mumbled as she dropped her cutlery and wiped her lips clean..

Chapter 79 Raija’s POV “Why has Nick not come home for Christmas?” I ask my parents Christmas Morning. “I’m here,” Nick comes around the corner, his dark hair is falling into his face. “I just wanted to stay at a hotel for privacy.” “Bro got a girl?” Sean asks with a huge smile. “No, just weighing my options. You know I am supposed to take over as Alpha after graduation. I just wanted some space,” Nick says but I see sweat on his brow.

He says with that megawatt smile as he sits down. "Now here's what we are going to do, pretty boy." Nikolai says as he eyes me, and my jaw ticks. "I'm sure there's no need to introduce myself but either way, I'll do so anyway. I'm Nikolai Rostov and you can call me just that. It's nice to meet you. The "one-shot sniper ", he mocks then stretches out his hand for a handshake. "Oh, that's right. You can't shake me back, my bad." He Snickers and I growl, bastard.

But Frank was terrified of Nick. Nick is a big softy unless you mess with his pack. He loves a good debate, especially since not many humans or werewolves have the guts to stand up to him. So, I tried and oblige him whenever I pass through. Nick was a monstrous werewolf. Old now, he’s lived along the Northwest Coast for at least the last 100 years. He has a pack but he’s always lived outside the pack lands. He travels home from time to time for updates and of course celebrations. Anything with whiskey and food. That man knows how to have a good time.

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.

"What about Nick?" Alinta stared at Marisol with a look that said she knew something was going on between them, but she reassured her first. "Don't worry. Things were a bit rough at the beginning, but I heard Nick secured a partnership project with the National Security Agency. Now, he has government protection, so everything's fine." Marisol wasn't surprised that he'd secured it. She understood the value of Nick's algorithm, the CN Large Language Model. It was inevitable that he'd succeed.

He gently rubs my shoulder as a small laugh escapes me at how silly I must have just looked. "I'm good. I was looking for Nick but can't find him and his link is blocked." Shane unlocks the door to Nick's office before turning back to face me. "He is over at the gym. He's ok. He just needed a minute. He asked me to come and deal with some paperwork that needs doing by the morning." I can see the concern in Shane's eyes and it makes my nerves spike. "Oh, ok. Maybe I should leave him alone for a little while then." He shakes his head as he puts his hand back on my shoulder.