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“Besides, he has a meeting to attend. He can’t miss that.” “Actually, I can. I just need to—“ “He can’t,” Liam insists. Nico sighs and I giggle. “Well then, I will leave,” Nico says, clapping my shoulders. “I really don’t know what you’ve done to my friend to make him like this.” “Thank you, Nico,” I murmur. “And take care, even if half of the time I don’t understand what you are saying.” “You mean you refuse to believe that the guy is very much in love with you,” he says, winking at me. Before hearing my answer, he adds, “Alright, I’ve got to run.”

Tears sprang into his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Casey. I didn't mean to hurt you that time. Kira isn't the woman I love. You're the woman I love. Believe me please, Casey. You're the woman I love and not herself. Come back to me again, please. I'll do everything to have you again in my life. I love you, Casey. You're my life and you're the only one for me. Forgive me please. I didn't mean to hurt you that time. I'm sorry," Niccolo said, begging for her to come back to his life again. His eyes were dripping with tears.

Nadia mumbled to herself and looked toward the stage. "E must be a fan of Eric," Nico said with certainty. "His background photo on his phone is also of Eric Santos." "Oh… I am no longer in contact with E. Nico, don't trouble him in the future." "Just because you two have split up, it won't affect me playing games with him, right?" Nico was unhappy about it. "It's not like I play games every day. Nadia, you don't have to control me so strictly, right?" "Let's go back! Dad is waiting for us outside," Nadia said and pulled Nico away.

“You’re still my Sottocapo, my Consigliere, and I demand you act like it!” “Just hit me now, then. Because I can't stop thinking about her! I've tried, but she's everything to me, Vince. She doesn’t want to listen. She ignores me!” Nico opened his arms, swaying, barely able to keep his balance. “Knock me out. I need it. I need to lose consciousness for a while.”

I squeezed my eyes shut, tears spilling freely down my face. “You know I love you, right?” Nico’s voice echoed in my head. “I love you, Brianna, and I want this to work.” I was so crazy to think the Nico of this life was any different. I was so stupid for trusting Nicodemo Harrington all over again. He should stop now.

The table was cold against my butt but soon it was consumed by the heat between us… __________________ Nico pulled me to himself as though I was not close enough and planted a kiss on my head. He had finally let me free after bending me over the table with my hands still cuffed.We took a bath and he cared for me. "You need to get some sleep."He whispered in a gentle voice. "I love you."Nico said in a deep voice.I tilted my head upwards to look at Nico and our eyes locked. "I love you too.Will you stay just for tonight?I know our parents won't come upstairs."Nico looked at me and he nodded.

CHAPTER 67: After the toll, the games begin Nico’s gaze quickly snapped to him, eyes narrowing suspiciously. “Why? Surely you don't think she's the one?” Nero raised a brow. “You seem to respond rather well to that name very well today.” “I don't know what you’re talking about?” “I'm really glad that you have your little crush and all that. But this isn't the time for romantic gestures for your new girlfriend—” Nico boiled over with frustration. “She’s not my girlfriend. And I don't have a crush on her,” he said through clenched teeth.

My hole squeezed him so tight he groaned my name and fucked me through every pulse. Luka slammed in deep one last time and stayed there. He came with a long growl. Thick hot spurts flooded me. So much it pushed out around his cock and ran down my ass onto the desk. He kept moving slow grinding it deeper like he wanted it to stay inside me forever. He kissed me soft after that. His forehead pressed to mine. His cock still twitched inside me. “I love you Nico,” he said. “I killed for you. I will kill again. You are my pet my partner my everything.”

she said placidly. Damon was stung. He looked down and started to weep, "I just want you to know I regret what I did, okay? I know I'd done a lot of wrong, so I'm atoning. I just don't want to lose you anymore!" "So? What are you trying to prove by letting yourself go like this? That this is what your love could make you do? That you're so uncontrollably remorseful now?" He looked up at her gaze with pain in his eyes. "I just want you to know that it's not like I don't care about you!" he said hoarsely, determined. "In fact, the one I treasure the most is you."

I don't know how much I have left but I just want to spend my all the time, thinking about him and loving him. I don't want him to think about me, once I am gone. I don't want him to live his life without any partner because of me. Seven years ago, I left him because I wanted him to move on in his life, forgetting me. I lied to him so he would never find me. It was tough for me but I did all, just for his sake. Loving him was never a option, It was need, Need of my soul, Need for being alive.