Romans & histoires Married Nicholas Galitzine

Nicholas greeted after making himself comfortable, he then put his arm at the back of Zinnia’s chair out of habit while attentively looking at Esther while glancing at Zinnia once in a while. The two of them talked for a couple of minutes before their meal was served, Nicholas made it pretty sure that Zinnia was eating properly, even peeling shrimps and lobster for her and refilling her cup. Their interaction had perked the interest of Esther and after minutes of observing, he noticed how relaxed the two were. Up to the point that it made him believe that they were a couple. But he knew well that Nicholas can’t take up a woman. His oath is stopping him to.

Giselle's POV The atmosphere in the grand ballroom seemed to grow heavy all at once. My hands curled tightly around my champagne flute as I kept watching across the room at the man. The Dominion emblem glinted on his ring finger, a subtle declaration that I already belonged to him. I moved quietly, my voice low as I addressed Nicholas. "We have a problem." His body stiffened immediately. "Where?" I tilted my head slightly towards the man on the balcony. "There. He's tagged."

I looked down and realized that during the scuffle, my sleeve had been pulled up, revealing my bracelet. Nicholas smirked with smug certainty. "Ha! Elizabeth, you still want to pretend? I knew you could never forget me. Why else would you still be wearing the butterfly bracelet I gave you? If you tell me the truth right now and beg for my forgiveness, I might consider giving you another chance." The bracelet he gave me? He had given me a cheap silver bracelet that had rusted away years ago. This one was a platinum and diamond piece that my husband, Dixon Smith, had personally designed for me because he knew I liked butterflies.

he asked mockingly as they walked into the house. “We had a rat,” Nicholas replied, his voice cold and sharp as he spoke with a hint of anger, Santiago’s eyes rounded in shock. “A rat in the Nicholas Raceanu empire, your wife must really be powerful to take all your attention ” Santiago mocked as he spoke. Nicholas threw him a deadly stare, “do you have any news on Marius” he said letting it slide. “Marius is normally easy to find but looks like he had help and really planned well for this one” Santiago seemed a little shocked.

Galina sighed. “Okay... Elena's family and our family have been friends for a long time. What I know is Elena and Nikolai were betrothed since birth and luckily they took liking to each other and started dating officially when Elena turned 18 and Nikolai was 20... They dated for 4 years and something happened between them, I don't know what it was but they parted ways”, Galina explained.

Nicholas muttered. "Response to what?" asked Carlos confused. "I asked Josephine to be my woman, I said." "Yeah, I heard you about that, but what happened? How did Josephine react after that? Did she reject or accept? What was the reaction?" asked Carlos impatiently. Sometimes he couldn't stop thinking about his cousin. Nicholas is a leader of the number one company group in Metronine, and number three in the world, namely the Genesis group. In addition, he is also the leader of the number one mafia clan in the underworld of Metronine and several states of America and Europe--Gold Dragon.

The universe wouldn’t do this to me when life just became worth living. “It’s the fucking Russian,” Nicholas shouts from the passenger seat. “I knew they wouldn’t leave her alone when they didn’t get her the first time.” Shock hits me square in the stomach. “How do you know the man who killed Dasha’s father is Russian?” Nicholas’s brows slash together. “How do you know he’s a man?”

Celeste asked. “Thank him?” Reina pressed her lips together. “No one refuses Nicolas Ruiz. He knows how to make life unbearable.” “But Rei is married.” I pushed my chair back. “Jasmine married a killer.” “I don’t think they were married at that time,” Liliana said. “As for marrying a killer, I did. So did Camila and Cat. We don’t judge.” “Did…” I could hardly formulate a question. “Did you see the two Russians after they went downstairs?”

Nikolai nodded slowly, engraving the words into his brain. “San Celeste,” he repeated under his breath. The guard chuckled lightly. “Don’t go telling your friends that. Italy is not a fairy tale, kid.” Nikolai smiled politely. But inside, his stomach did a strange flip of excitement. Because now he knew. Now he had a name. A place. A direction. He was about to say thank you when someone grabbed his arm sharply. “Nikolai!” Ms. Galina’s voice cracked like lightning.

"What are you doing, Nathalie?" Nicholas asked angrily. "Why do you keep looking this way?" Nathalie's face flushed, when Nicholas pointed at his middle part. She thought about Harriet's previous statement, which said that Nicholas was sterile. After arriving home and entering the room, Nathalie and Nicholas sat on the bed with a laptop on each of their laps. "You must be wondering about Harriet's statement?" Nicholas said. "She kept saying that I was sterile, right?"