Novel & Cerita Nika Bradford

"Yeah, cancer." "Sorry." "No need. It's been eight years now." "Still sorry." I bite into my steak and lick the top of my lip. This is just so delicious. I see myself adding some more after I clear the plate. "You said you have a girlfriend," I tell Brad. "I do." "I've never seen her before..." He frowns suddenly. "why should you care so much?" "I don't. I was just asking." "She lives in London." "Oh." "I love her." He admits. "But I don't like her."

“Are you okay? Is there something that we need to do?” The question surprised me. “Yes,” I said immediately. “I’m terrified,” I added, because it was true. “But I am more than just a little happy.” His hand cupped my cheek. “So am I.” “Really?” I asked. “Why would you ask that?” “I don’t know.” I looked down; the old fear rose before I could stop it. “Everything has changed so quickly.” His thumb brushed my cheek. “I became Alpha. We’re still managing both packs. The estate was barely rebuilt. And now… now we are having a baby,” I finished. “I am just worried that it could be inconvenient for you.”

jeez; he didn't know when he'd last seen Mattie Wilcox. Brad crossed to the cream-colored sofa. He sank to the edge of the plush cushion and propped his elbows on his knees. He signed, rubbing his forehead with the heels of his hands. More and more, it seemed, Ginger had been right. He just didn't know crap about women. "Your dog wants in." Brad jerked his head up and turned to look at her. He shook his head in bemusement as he studied her. Sprout. His little Sprout is all grown up. Well, not grown up, as much as grown...out.

“Mrs Knight, um.. welcome. Mr Knight is in a meeting at the moment but I can show you to his office.” Emily looked up at the familiar voice, only to see James's friend that was at their wedding. What was his name again? Brad. “Brad? Right?” She said with a smile. “I didn't know you worked here.” Brad scratched his head awkwardly. It was really weird when people found out he was James's best friend and assistant at the same time. But he liked the job. “Well, I'm his assistant.” He laughed awkwardly. “Well, Brad. Please call me Emily.”

" Name: Elena Bradford Age: 28 A smart and beautiful young lady with shoulder-length dark brown hair, striking green eyes, and a petite but elegant frame." I paused my reading unknowingly as I grinned from ear to ear. " Hm hm" Joel cleared his throat, distracting me. I raised my head to find him wiggling his eye brow at me teasingly and I rolled my eyes, unable to hide my smile. I focused on the information in my hands. " Was once the heiress of BRADFORD CORP'S which was forced to close down due to bankruptcy... I folded my fist in anger as I continue to read the information in my hands, I couldn't believe she went through all of this and still had to marry that monster!

Then pressing my shoulder, he chuckles, “Don’t worry! I will also come along and we will spend five to ten minutes in the station and then go and have a drink together!” I sigh and get up from my chair and we both walk out together. Mr Brad is almost in his mid-forties and he is dark with face full of pimple marks. He has a stout and round belly and keeps pulling up his trousers when he stands or sometimes when he walks. But he is a hell of a lawyer, scary and confident. As we walk to the hall where officer Karl was waiting, Mr Brad chuckles and looking at me he says, “Adrian! You should know how to tackle girls! Now let us not keep the officers waiting. Let us go to the station and clear th

Brad said when the silence stretched on too long, “you’re officially my first guest.” “I’m honored. Lucky for me, I was there to rescue your errant fruit.” “Very fortuitous, indeed. You were in the right place at the right time.” “I don’t think we can give destiny the credit here. I was just leaving work.” “Oh, you work close by?” “Next door at the Maverick Heritage Center. I’m Curator of the museum there.” Brad paused with his mug halfway to his lips. “Curator? How old are you?”

"So, I got this call when I was at work, concerning an opening for the Bradfords' family." "Okay, what do they need?" I asked curiously. "A personal assistant to the first son, Daniel!" Aunt Kim screamed in excitement. "Who is this Bradford?" "Wait, What? You haven't heard about the Bradfords'? Are you even living in this country?" Aunt Kim was obviously shocked. She hasn't met anyone who doesn't know about the Bradfords' family. "They are the richest, and most powerful family that holds a part of this country's wealth."

She made me break up with the love of my life, Brandon, who was now the father of three beautiful children with a woman who stood by him. I still miss him sometimes, but he was from a poor family. I didn’t really care but my mother did. Brandon hated my guts after I broke up with him, he told me I wasn’t strong enough to stand up for my love, and truth to be told, I wasn’t. “Hello Ms. Williams, I am Jake Carson, I will be your bodyguard for a few months.” My head whipped behind to see the most beautiful man ever. So the rumors were true.

“I don't know about dinner but let's have lunch first.” I led him to the table while asking about what work he had come here to do. Brad was British but he had lived in Berlin all his life since his mother ran away from his abusive father when he was a kid. I'm guessing that's why he felt sympathy for me and decided to help me. So it's safe to say that he had never been here before. “A former client reached out to me and said that a friend of his is starting a new gardening business and is going into selling of gardening tools so they will like me to come in and vet the first batch of tools that just came in.”