Chapter2
1000 Words
Hazel's POV:
"What's your name?"
The cold man spoke to me for the first time just as I was about to leave.
"Hazel…Hazel Micheals"
"Hmm…" he nodded in response as I turned on my heels and left immediately.
Eventually, they had their coffee and left.
Adriana came up to me after they had left and as usual, she had been ogling at them ever since but just to scared to show herself.
"Damn girl! How can men be so beautiful. Never have I seen a man so dashing. They're so damn hot" she kept praising them as her eyes twinkled like stars.
"Yet you were too scared to come out" I said rolling my eyes.
"You were equally scared Hazel. I could see how unsteady you were. Truth be told those men aren't ordinary men. You and I both know that" she said as she rested one hand on her waist and the other on her chest with her face going pale.
Truth be told, I already knew that but what do I care, not like I had any business with them or would ever be entangled with them.
Nicholai's POV:
No doubt she's beautiful and I could see she has a pure soul. When I saw her this morning when my car almost collided with her she was so beautiful I couldn't take my eyes off her, now seeing her in that coffee shop she's stuck on my mind. I've never believed in fate but I don't see this as a coincidence either. I'll just have to….
"Nicholai!" My friend Drew, called snapping me out of my train of thoughts.
"Are you okay man? You've been lost for awhile. Everything good?"
"Hmm…" I replied drawing out a cigarette and lighting it.
I've always been a man of few words and I hate arguments and my best friend understood that as he let me be.
Once again she's crawling into my mind again. Hazel, her name sounded like it's meant for my lips alone, the way it rolled off my tongue made me think of the numerous ways I could be saying that name.
I've always been a player, not like I'm proud of it or anything it just happens. The girls just want a rich dude and I happen to fit the description, being the most eligible bachelor in New York.
I happen to be a very dangerous man and even my father calls me the Devil's spawn. I run the biggest underground cartel in the whole of New York together with my father Andrew Romanov. My world is dark so I had no time for love and I wasn't raised in love either. I was raised to kill or be killed, I have no weakness and because of that I've risen to where I am today.
"Drew… I got a job for you man"
"You never give me easy jobs Nick"
"I want a background check on the coffee shop girl"
"Oooh… you mean the hot ass chick. Damn she fine.. if I could just get my hands on that body…."
"Will you do it or not?" I cut him off, giving him a dirty look.
"Yeah sure why not" he replied lighting a cigarette.
"I want every tiny detail down to how she likes her coffee, her brand of toothpaste, her…"
"Dude chill… I got this" Drew cut me off obviously annoyed at my request but he's got no choice.
I got to my office to meet my father sitted at my desk and rummaging through the paper work. This man really gets on my nerves.
"How are you son? Out with them hoes?" He asks with voice laced with sarcasm but I ignore him going to sit on the couch.
"What are you doing with the Beserkers?" He asks again.
"Under control" I reply taking a puff of my cigarette
"Under control? They're crossing our territories and you tell me it's under control?"
"Like I said, it's under control" I drag out the last words so he gets my message.
"48hours or I do things my way Nicholai and that's not just a warning"
"Are you threatening me?" I asked lifting an eyebrow.
"You don't get to threaten me father, I just said it's under control now if you don't mind, you're invading my personal space"
He walks up to me and blows his cigarette smoke in my face
"Don't test me Nicholai" I was fuming but I manage to keep my cool. My father was obviously trying to tick me off. I hated being in the same space with him and he knew that.
"Like I said father, you don't get to threaten me. I got my s**t in order and I don't need to prove myself to you or anyone at that"
"Oh no son… you'll bow to my wishes because I made you who you are. I gave you the life you live now, I taught you all you know today and for that you'll live for me Nicholai"
"All you ever taught me was to kill or be killed. You have no right whatsoever to dictate my life. As for the Beserkers, I will handle them myself, I do not need your intervention. I am the man I am today, because I chose to survive despite all odds"
He walks closer to me with our faces almost touching. While poking my chest he whispers
"You can fly Nicholai, but I promise you won't fly high. Mark my words" he finishes as he releases a deep and evil chuckle.
"We'll see about that" I reply cooly as I stare right back at him. He smirks and begins to walk away but he's met by one of my men at the door.
I signal him to come in as he stands before me with terror in his eyes.
"What is the problem Luca?" I ask him, frustration evident in my voice. At this point I didn't need another provocation.
"Boss we got a problem"
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