Novel & Cerita Nikki And Brandon

"I know that sounds cheesy, don't take the piss, Tai, but there's just something that feels right- and I know it's not been long-" "Fireworks?" Raiden blushed. "Yeah, like... sparks." "Shit," Tai breathed. "Oh, he's here," Raiden said and sent Tai a look. "Please be nice." "No promises," Tai said and watched as Brandon walked towards them. Brandon smiled at Raiden, but his eyes landed on Brooke. "I'll be two minutes, I'm just going to talk to Brooke." Brooke stiffened when she noticed Brandon headed her way and she groaned. "Freaking great," she muttered. "Brandon, I don't want to talk to you-"

He knocked on their door and Brandon opened with a worried look on his face. “Mission successful. Let’s go,” said his uncle with a smile. “Congratulations. Have you captured the criminals?” asked Nikolas worriedly. “They’re all dead!” said Matteo with a smile. “So you’re Matteo? I’m Nikolas, your wife’s best friend, Brooklyn is my wife. This is Brandon, Genelia’s husband, and Brooklyn’s twin. You remember Genelia, don’t you? She’s your wife’s younger sister.” Matteo smiled sadly since he didn’t remember a thing. It was all too confusing for him to find out so much all at once.

"Fireworks?" Raiden blushed. "Yeah, like... sparks." "Shit," Tai breathed. "Oh, he's here," Raiden said and sent Tai a look. "Please be nice." "No promises," Tai said and watched as Brandon walked towards them. Brandon smiled at Raiden, but his eyes landed on Brooke. "I'll be two minutes, I'm just going to talk to Brooke." Brooke stiffened when she noticed Brandon headed her way and she groaned. "Freaking great," she muttered. "Brandon, I don't want to talk to you-"

I'll be the queen of the entire country! Nicole immediately put on her sweetest, most innocent smile. "Mr. Blackwood..." Nicole purred in a soft, trembling voice, reaching out a manicured hand toward his sleeve. "Welcome to the gala. I am Nicole Sinclair, and I would be so honored if—" Brandon didn't even slow down. He didn't look at her. He didn't blink. He brushed past Nicole so fast and cold that the sheer wind of his coat made her stumble backward on her heels. To Brandon, she was nothing more than an invisible pile of dirt on the floor.

I ordered a cheese burger and was munching on it slowly during the lunch break. Is Billionaire Brandon Shield and super model Wendy Clerk dating secretly? Suddenly my eyes stuck on a link while surfing the internet. Whoever Brandon dated, it had nothing to do with me. I decided to log into my Instagram account. I was surfing feed but my mind was itching to read the news of Brandon. Curiosity won; I went back to that link and clicked on it. There was a picture of Brandon and Wendy standing together on a yatch. Both of them were laughing staring at each other, Brandon was wearing a white short and Wendy was in a blue skimpy bikini. Her right arm was tangled with his.

Whatever. “Oh, the one and only brunette!” said the Lex with a cunning little smile. Because Brandon and the anonymous brunette he’d been seen back in New Year in Boston had met again in New York back in March. Only they were not together, but with different partners. I leaned back, waiting to see if they would show the NY Barbie with Brandon. They did, but they picked the pictures carefully, and none of them showed her face. She was always looking down, or back, or seen from behind. And there I was, like I’d authorized any of these sons of bitches to show my face on national television. They had pictures from the hotel lobby, the book launch and even the restaurant where Brandon had bumped

“But watching the two of you together did help make this boring break even more interesting.” “Huh?” I asked at the same time that Ethan said, “How so?” “Well…the two of you look cute together!” Nik said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I think the two of you would make a cute couple!” “Nik!” This time, Debby’s voice was louder and she didn’t look at all happy. And neither did I. After what happened with Brandon, I was nowhere near ready to jump into another relationship. And even though we haven’t talked to each other in a month, it didn’t mean that I had forgotten everything good thing we shared or that I was no longer in love with him.

She backed out of the kitchen right after, with her hands up. Nikki decide that was the right thing to do as well, but grabbed an apple before she left the war zone. "Have you seen Brandy?" Elijah asked Nikki when they both were on the landing on the second floor. "No. Maybe she's watching tv or something." Nikki shrugged. Elijah nodded and went in search of her. "Come to think of it, I haven't seen her since yesterday. She wasn't in any of the classes," Nikki said to herself, but shrugged, then went to her room.

“I’ve got this.” Before I could slip into the living room where chaos awaited, I was pulled into Asher’s arms. The sparks hadn’t lost their intensity, even after all this time. They were the one thing that renewed my energy when life started pulling in too many directions. Asher smirked down at me knowingly before planting his chin on top of my head. “How’s fatherhood suiting you, Brandon?” I teased. Brandon took a long swig of his soda. There were some dark circles beneath his eyes, but it wasn’t due to his drinking habits. No, Brandon had given up alcohol a long time ago. These circles had a life of their own and went by the name: Niko.

Brandon nodded with forced enthusiasm. ******* The club was just like any other club out there. Brandon winced as the bass thudded through his skull, the cacophony of voices and music blending into a relentless roar. All he wanted was sleep. Hooking up with someone was the last thing he wanted. But Britney was like a veteran with a gun. She wouldn’t have let it go if he had refused to go. She would have drawn all kinds of conclusions—the wrong conclusions. "Smile," Britney said. "Go get us drinks. Talk to people. Flirt. Live a little, come on!"