Novel & Cerita Nicola Coughlan Audiobook

It felt so real, so… Suddenly out of the blue, I heard the sound of a woman clearing her throat. The sound seemed to come from far away but it was enough to jolt me back to reality. I blinked, suddenly aware of my surroundings again. I turned to see Nicola staring at us, with her lips pursed in disapproval. And before I could do or say anything, she spoke in a cold tone. "I only asked for an introduction. I didn't ask you to start undressing each other with your eyes!"

I repeated. Nicole huffed, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. The truck fell into a dead quiet again. For all of thirty agonizing seconds. "I still think Logan overreacted," she muttered under her breath. The low sound Cain made in his chest wasn't quite a laugh. It held absolutely zero amusement. It sounded suspiciously like pure, unadulterated disbelief. Nicole immediately sat up straight against the headrest. "See? That was a reaction." Cain remained entirely focused on the dark road ahead. "Nicole."

Vivianna shouts from within the room, very annoyed. “Well,” Auden says, stepping closer to Niall and I, smirking, looking more mischievous than he usually is. “I just heard Vivi calling me, telling me she would like to be woken up.” “No!” Vivi shouts as Niall’s face bursts into a big grin. “I want the opposite! Coco – burn them to bits!” “Be careful, papa,” Niall whispers, shaking his head as Auden slips into the room where Vivianna has her blankets pulled up over her head, only leaving a little hole for her mouth so she can breathe and scold us. “She is mean in the mornings.”

The brown door opened and a man that looked to be in his early forties stepped in with a briefcase. "I'm Mr Philip. Emmet here is my assistant." He adjusted his tie and sat on the one seater couch. I nodded in response. "Please." He gestured for me to sit on the three seater. He dismissed Emmet and brought out a book and a pen. "What's your name?" "Nicole." "Okay, before we start with introduction, please make yourself comfortable and everything we discuss here, stays here. I wouldn't tell it out." He crossed his heart and I noticed he had a little pot belly. "How old are you?"

"But we aren’t the same people who started this." "No," Nico agreed. "We’re worse." He tightened his arms around me. "Ready for the next chapter, Mrs. De Luca?" I looked at the city and touched the ruby on my throat. "Ready," I said. And I meant it. END OF BOOK TWO

Nicola yelled and denied his claims. Catherine laughed and added, “You better stop being stubborn, Aunty Nicola. There’s a bug on Walter, and we’ve recorded your previous phone conversation too. Think about what you’ve said to Walter just now.” Nicola was stunned. She tried recalling what she had said. She said that she wanted Joel to die within half a year. Her knees buckled. She fell into a kneel on the floor and then grabbed Walter like a madwoman. “It’s all your doing. I won’t let you off the hook.”

“Unfortunately, that fire didn’t burn me to death. Chairman Sloan, your useless son is only paralyzed, but if you want him to die, then bring it on!” After she spoke, Quavon’s voice changed in anger. He raised his voice. “How dare you?!” “Try me.” Nicole’s smile looked slightly wicked, and her gaze was cold and penetrating. No one questioned her courage. Isaac was already crippled, so Nicole did not mind sending him to hell. Nicole regretted that she had been too merciful. Quavon’s face was sullen as he glared fixedly at her. Nicole was able to grasp Quavon’s itinerary and stop him at the airport. That was already something unexpected.

My dad had to step up as interim CEO while I deal with this. “I didn’t tell him anything, I swear I didn’t tell him anything, nothing at all, I am sorry, Cole, I didn’t know, I swear I didn’t know,” Niccola’s voice breaks as she becomes slightly breathless. I can hear the panic in her voice, and I immediately regret every word I have said to her. “Hey, it’s okay, breathe, Niccola, fucking breathe,” I let out, but Niccola is struggling to breathe, and then I hear a loud thud.

I shivered in disgust as soon those nasty words left his mouth. Instinctively, I pushed him away. "You fucking stay away from me—-!" He didn't budge and gripped my wrist, pulling me back to him. "It would be good if you would cooperate, stop acting as if you don't want to. I know you're liking it as well." I glared at him and chuckled in dry humour. "Don't think so highly of yourself—-!" "I'm Nicole, the actress of the play," I heard the voice of Nicole, the actress, and then heard Lorcan from outside.

I won’t sleep with some spoiled slut when I have a mate. She coughs in disbelief. “You have a what? I’m sorry, what am I missing here? I hate to break it to you, but Nicole died last year. How much have you drank today baby?” This is obviously amusing her. She glares at me, as if looking for my deception. For me to break at any moment, fessing up to my joke.