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RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 8
India's cheeks reddened as she continued to gaze at Niçholas, her heart racing with anticipation, as she continued to think about the massage. She must admit that Niçholas's hands felt really good on her. Niçholas, sensing her gaze, turned to her and inquired gently, "Is there something else you want to tell me? We're taking longer than expected in here." Taking a deep breath, India mustered up the courage to voice her desire. "I would be honored if you could come and visit me at home, Niçholas. After all, you have already been announced as my fiancé. It's only fitting that you meet my family. I am certain my mother will be so happy to see you," Niçholas felt a nervous flutter in his chest at India's request, how was he supposed to go about that? But he recalled the words his mentor had imparted to him. He had been divorced afterall, even though it's unofficial, he doesn't have to feel guilty for anything, and now, he was determined to follow his mentor's guidance. With a resolute ex
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 9
The atmosphere in the lobby grew heavy with an unmistakable silence as the man's words lingered in the room. The astonishing news of a new revolutionary medicine that claimed to cure Asthma sent waves of disbelief and astonishment through the gathered crowd. Glances were exchanged, eyes filled with doubt as they struggled to fathom the possibility of such an extraordinary breakthrough. One man, still skeptical of the Royal group's ability to achieve something so remarkable, couldn't help but voice his reservations. "Is this news really true? Can we trust it?" he asked incredulously. Asthma, a condition long deemed incurable, suddenly held the promise of a potential solution, sparking significant implications in both the realms of health and wealth. With a determined nod, the man confidently replied, "I received this information from a reliable source. It's authentic, and it has been trending on various social media platforms. This is an amazing news, famz." The Avendano family, ren
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 10
Nimah's eyes narrowed as she glared at Niçholas, her anger simmering just below the surface. "What do you mean?" she demanded, her voice laced with frustration. Niçholas was standing and speaking with confidence that no one was anticipating. Niçholas stood his ground, his gaze unwavering as he met Nimah's glare. "I've said what I needed to say," he replied coolly. "And it's the truth. So, yea, do not you dare insult India, because if you do... You're gonna regret it for the rest of your life," Nimah's voice trembled with righteous anger as she confronted Niçholas. "Why do you doubt my boyfriend's ability to secure a contract with the Royal family? Do you even know who he is? You think he's just a dirty cheap fool like you?" she said, scanning him from toe to head with disgust. With a composed smile, Niçholas retorted, "Why not give it a try, if you can." The challenge in his voice sent a surge of fury through Nimah. Unable to back down from Niçholas's provocation, Nimah swiftly bro
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 11
The Avendano family gathering extended into the waning hours of daylight, prompting Lord Avendano to suggest that each and every guest stay the night in the manor, before returning to their own dwellings the following day. As the final rays of the sun bathed the grand dining hall in a golden glow, they all partook in a delectable feast, filling the air with laughter and camaraderie. However, Niçholas was left to sit at the end side of the table so he would be far away from India, but he didn't mind. He was just too tired and a lot was still going on in his head. Soon after, the guests were assigned to their respective suites, embraced by the opulent tranquility of the manor's luxurious accommodations. Niçholas stepped into the suite, his exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders. The Avendano family gathering had stretched on until the sun had set, and now, the grand manor seemed like a sanctuary in the darkness. He yearned for the comfort of his bed, ready to surrender to sleep.
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 12
"Is that all you got?" Niçholas said mockingly as he wiped off the blood on his lips. The air crackled with tension as Alex's hand trembled in mid-air, poised to strike once more. The pain from the earlier blow had barely registered in his mind, as anger fueled his every action. He was determined to avenge his wounded pride, to teach Niçholas a lesson he would never forget. But Niçholas, standing tall and composed, defied Alex's expectations. Niçholas's eyes gleamed with a quiet resolve. With lightning reflexes, he grabbed hold of Alex's fist before it could make contact, his grip unyielding. With a swift twist of his arm, Niçholas effortlessly flung Alex aside, sending him careening into the unforgiving wall. The force of the impact reverberated through the room, and Alex crumpled to the floor in a dazed stupor. D'Grin, witnessing his friend's defeat, felt a surge of fury course through his veins. His fists clenched, he stepped forward, ready to unleash his wrath upon Niçholas. But
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 13
Niçholas's heart raced as he looked over his shoulder, his gaze meeting a suspicious crowd. Their eyes brimmed with doubt and uncertainty, causing a knot to form in his stomach. He wondered how he would convince them to leave the room so he could care for India unimpeded. He glanced at India and averted his gaze to the crowd again. Awareness settled upon him like a heavy cloak, as his eyes fell upon India's mother, her face contorted with anger at their proximity. With a clearing of his throat, Niçholas summoned his confidence, willing himself to speak with authority. "I kindly request that everyone evacuate this room immediately," he announced firmly, his voice resolute. "I assure you, I will take care of India myself. There's no need to take her to the hospital, I promise." India's mother, however, was not so easily swayed. Upset, she stepped forward, her eyes burning with anger. She looked directly at Niçholas, her voice laced with skepticism, "What skills do you possess that mak
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 14
Just as promised, Niçholas began to treat India, with the hope of curing her asthma completely, using his expert massage techniques to alleviate the tightness in her chest. India closed her eyes, feeling the soothing touch bringing her a sense of relief. Her asthma had been a constant struggle in her life, but Niçholas's unconventional methods seemed to be making a difference. As days passed, the Avendano family could see a remarkable improvement in India's health. The attacks became less frequent, and her breathing became easier. Acknowledging this change, they allowed Niçholas to enter India's chamber without any opposition. The family had witnessed firsthand the positive impact of his treatments. Niçholas knew, however, that despite the respite he offered, India would not fully recover without taking the medicine he had painstakingly created. Determined to ensure India's complete recovery, Niçholas devised a plan. He discreetly called one of his trusted employees, instructing the
RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT CHAPTER 15
"I am the one who sent the package." Everyone turned their heads in unison, their curious gazes fixated on the entrance of the grand dining hall. The sudden resonance of a voice filled the space, drawing attention and piquing curiosity. It was Alex, striding gracefully into the room, a wide smile adorning his face. In a playful gesture, he flipped his car keys in the air as he approached Lord Avendano, who stood perplexed by his unexpected visit and declaration. "It's a good morning, isn't it?" "Hold on Alex, did you say you are the one responsible for sending the mysterious package?" India's mother and father simultaneously inquired as the room buzzed with curiosity. This just seemed impossible because technically, it's impossible. Alex nodded, "I know you are surprised, but yes. I sent it." He said, his eyes flickering towards the direction of India and Niçholas. Niçholas appeared surprised; he hadn't anticipated Alex taking credit for something he hadn't done and that too, all
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