Nicola Coughlan Audiobook Romane & Geschichten

The man was silent but his strong aura made her feel suffocated. “Natalie Hale, it's been a long time...” The voice sounded familiar. Natalie looked at the man with a furrowed brow. He suddenly looked up and their gazes collided with each other. Natalie was startled and immediately shook her head in disbelief. “You're...” “Nicolo de Luca. Do you still remember me?” The man asked with a smirk. Natalie swallowed her saliva with an uncertain feeling. She still couldn't believe it. “How can you...”

she says snickering Hold the fuck up … in the space of five minutes this very dominating, intimidating, ruthless, brooding large man stuttered and said please . Oh fuck I've forgotten how to do confession and I think it's end time . I might actually be going to hell Oh fuck me , umm …hail Mary full of grace “ Nicola.” “Yeah”...the lord is with thee blessed are… “ I asked you to have dinner with me “ and he walks off Well that's reassuring, at least the world isn't ending

He then took out his cell phone and gave it to me. "Don't you meet Mr. Raymond or you will die after that.” I seem to know that voice. Well, that was Nichole's voice. Apparently, he's good at threatening too. "Don't worry, sir!" It turned out beyond my expectations that Nichole knew I was there and asked the auditor to stop his steps. I then also prepared to listen to the report from my auditor. “So there really is a game there, sir. Haven't you realized that all along?” asked the auditor.

Author's pov Behind the couch, Tang had sent the recording of Nicole's entire confession to Alpha Sebastian. While Cecilia and Harper were cautiously piecing together Nicole's traumatic story, they were completely unaware that Alpha Sebastian was already miles ahead of them. He sat under the shade of an old oak tree in a seemingly ordinary farmyard, the audio recording from Tang playing through his phone. His expression was unreadable, a mask of calm concentration as he listened. The moment it ended, his fingers moved swiftly across the screen: She's holding back. Stay alert.

“Listen, I'm going to go check the alarm and make sure the doors are locked. I won't be long.” Nicola was sitting up in bed, twenty minutes later, waiting on Blake who was taking a shower. While she waited, she flipped through the channels trying to find something to occupy her time. She came across an old movie that looked interesting and set the remote control on the nightstand. Lying back against the padded headboard, she adjusted the covers around her. Just then, the phone rang. Nicola leaned toward the phone and snatched up the receiver. “Hello?” “‘Are you enjoying your evening, beautiful?’” a male voice asked.

___ Nicola was in her room, holding her iPad and watching the live video of Elise and Damien kissing. A smirk appeared on her lips and she walked away from the window. She grabbed her phone from the top of her drawer and made a call. 'Mercedes,' Nicola muttered. 'Have you finally gotten an idea?' Mercedes inquired. Nicola gazed at her iPad and smirked more wickedly than before. 'I've got a fantastic idea that would ruin Damien and Elise forever, let's meet tomorrow...'

Cara tried to crawl toward Nicole. However, Nicole looked at him like a squirming worm and only left a cold sentence, "My final grace would be not giving you the booster shot. But people like you... deserve to die. " After saying those words, she directly twisted the valve outside. Cara watched blatantly as the door closed. His eyes were immediately filled with blood, and he looked at her in fear while screaming, "No!!!" He coughed again.

So I coughed to get his attention. "You are?" I asked him. To ease the awkwardness. The time before he answered, was he deaf? or mute? He sneezed before speaking. "I'm Nicolas." He answered in a deep voice. His voice sounds familiar though. "Have we met before?" I asked him shamelessly. He shook his head so I nodded. “Since you save my life! I’m going to treat you! So let’s go? ” I said in an energetic tone to get rid of the heavy atmosphere.

"You are just a selfish judgemental bitch, you know that? You think life is like your books. You just make up fake scenarios and believe them and refuse to see the truth." Nicola wanted to continue walking. Because she did not care. But seriously... How long was she going to keep saying she didn't care and take all the humiliation and abuse? How long was she just going to be a clown everyone laughed at? A rag doll everyone kicked to the curb? She turned on her heels, and things would never be the same again. <><><>

I blink, trying to steal the moment to catch my breath and rub my legs, feeling them still burning with an ache from earlier, before I can pull back up to digest what he’s saying as he seems to keep jumping from topic to topic. “Yeah,” Nicoli, meanwhile, goes on, growing more animated by the second. “That way, we can talk all night and catch up. And I’ll show you my room and-” Nicoli makes to go on, as if ready to go into more detail before we both hear something cough. Cough? I blink up, but it’s not him. Nicoli’s mouth is still open, lips about to form his next word, but they don’t move, frozen in place before it happens again.