Nikki Jaeger Novels & Stories

SHE is my right kind of wrong! "I'm sorry, husband..." Nicky said gently. Nicky. Why is that? I really feel that he is not Nicky. Her hand, her body is the same but the feeling of them touching me is different. Even her voice and accent. He has talking points that are tough and upbeat. Like an arrogant man. Thank you! "My brain floated in the air again. Because... that Sagara..." "What did he do?" I will ask. "S-he said... I'm beautiful! He said I could be Miss Universe with my beauty! Imagine that... even though I'm short on height, my appeal is still strong! And it looks like he's right Benedict is still with me considering that---"

with a wry smile, I greeted her, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to injure you.” Brightly, Nikki laughs, she slaps my arm, “Oh, relax! I ain’t even angry! Well, I might be if it weren’t you who did that, but anyway…” she lifts her chin, “What’s up? Are you going somewhere?” “Yeah.” I answer, showing her my wallet, but not sure why I did that, “I’m going to get Jamie some cakes. What about you? Heading to Justin’s?” I asked. She nods with her hand inserted in her skirt pocket, “Yeah, we found something regarding the spies.”

“Glen?” She turned to the side and noticed Nikki trying to talk to her. The woman smiled and gave her coffee as well. “He can be really clumsy sometimes, sorry about that,” she said and laughed a little. Nikki seems to be the youngest out of anyone here, almost the same age as Philippe. “Your name is Nikki, right?” She nodded. “Nice to meet you,” Nikki said before going back behind the counter.

“Well, I don't think you need to force yourself to seek peace with me. After all, I'm nothing more but a maid who was employed by your brother.” “That's not true.” She sat next to me before I could so much as blink. “Let's start from the beginning. I'm Nikki, Miguel's kid sister. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miguel's little wife.” “I'm not his little wife! You can't be that older than me. Why must you always call me little?” “You are little, of course.” She stubbornly narrowed her eyes. “That's not true! You can't be that older than me.”

He had a bandage over his nose where the skin had been broken and he had the tell-tale raccoon eyes of someone who’s nose had been broken. “Nikita, I’d like to formally introduce you to Hunter Vittori.” Nikita looked at Hunter where she now stood in front of the large windows. She smiled at him and he gritted his teeth. Never before in his life had a woman taken him down, it took three of Lev’s men to take him to the floor when they trained and she’d done it in seconds. “I apologize for my lewd comments, Miss Vittori,” Nikita said. “I prefer Vittori Princess, Niki. Can I call you Niki? I’m sure you’ll be seeing plenty of me in the future,” Hunter responded.

Precise. "Like she owns the damn world," Gianni whispered. He flicked his phone open and recorded a short clip. He had followed her all morning. From the penthouse at the Royal Mercer to Castillo Holdings. She hadn’t noticed. Or maybe she had, and didn’t care. Either way, Gianni knew now. Jezara Voltaire. Nirvana’s aunt. Fraternal twin to Jolene Voltaire Castillo, Nirvana’s late mother. The same woman who had disappeared from public view over a decade ago. Who everyone assumed had moved to Europe.

Nix told her with a smile, but she was on high alert for anything strange. “Would you like a pair too?” Nikki asked Sage. She looked around, then gave a slight smile. The riding boots seemed to be the style that Sage liked. “Some like these!” Sage lit up when she looked at the boots. Nix loved that she could buy stuff for her daughter.

But just as she was about to say something else, we hear a squeaking and annoying voice. "Kai, baby? Is that you?" I look behind me and see Nikki. I turned away and spat 'Fuck' quietly. When I thought nobody heard me, Mama Mo smacks me in the back of the head, giving me a glance to let me know that she heard me. "Hey baby? You heading to work?" She looked at me and asked. Nikki wasnt ugly, she was quite beautiful actually, but had an ugly ass attitude. Long blonde hair and blue eyes, about 5'4" and curvey in all the right places.

Nikki whips her head around, half in a crouching position, ready to pounce. Her eyes find me at the same time I step out of the shadow. Her eyes widen in fear, confusion, surprise, and anger. It's all there in her gaze, which is mesmerizing. The way her eyes scoop me up into their thunderous pits of rage and make me feel like she just put me under a cold shower is captivating and impressive. "Nikki, finally you have decided to grace us with your lovely company. Give me the honor to introduce myself to my future wife." I say with a charismatic smile on my face, but my voice leaves no room for discussion.