Waiting for Mr.Right

Chapter 7

This chapter is dedicated to the amazing cover designer, deadlier. Thanks a lot buddy!!!

Recap: Nicolas enraged seeing his cousin with Chole and he interrupted their conversation saying he was with her.

Nicolas's POV

I didn't recall what I did or talked to them as all I saw was red. I was seeing Douglas's dying face compared to that bastard's face. I wanted to snap his head and kill him at that spot. But I swallowed all of my anger since I didn't want to ruin the charity party. That bastard didn't even worth it. It would be kind of me to kill him once.

Then I grabbed Chole's hand and turned away from him.

"Watch this girl's back. This is the only thing you'll see in your entire life. I will take the one you loved away from you exactly like you did to my brother. I will make you suffer thousand times much more. Just wait my revenge on you," I thought maliciously.

As soon as we were away from that bastard, I released Chole's hand as I didn't want to touch her filthy skin. Then I entered into the hall alone and went to my mom as she was the one making me find her. All along the gala, I pretended that incident didn't happen. I distracted myself by concentrating on

Despite all of discomfort happened, the gala ended up pretty well earning 4.7 Million dollars from the bidding. All the money went to Hospitals and orphans which were in need. I farewelled to all the colleagues and other party goers. My parents, me and Chole were standing in front of the building waiting for the cars. That's when my mom made her stupid car arrangement.

"Chole, you didn't take you car, right?" I saw Chole nodded her head. Then mom turned to me and said,"As it's midnight already, why don't you take her home as a gentleman that you are?"

"I'm not a gentle man," I complained and gained a deadly glare from mom. I put my hands in front of my chest in defense mode and took a glimpse of Chole. She seemed to think excuses not to ride my car.

To piss her off, I said,"Sure,why not? As a gentleman that I'm I'll definitely take her home."

I took the key from the valet and opened the door for her as a gentleman that I am. There she was standing with her mouth ajar like a fish.

"Sweetheart, I can't wait you all day," I said amusingly and my mom ushered her towards the car. She walked towards the car with full of hesitation. She entered and sat on the passenger seat pouting a little. I turned to my parents and saw they were giggling like kids on Christmas. I mocked bowed them and entered into my latest Bugatti.

As soon as I sat, a plan formed in my head to flip her lid. Without bothering to buckle, I ignited the engine and changed the gear. I pressed on the accelerator and left the company compound slowly at first. I could see Chole sitting awkwardly from my peripheral vision.

"Ahh, Nicolas? You haven't asked me address," she started speaking, breaking the ice.

"Oh don't bother sweetheart. I remember exactly where my house is," I replied smugly.

"No, I mean my address? And you said you are taking me my home?" she said. I could detect the uncertainty in her tone.

"Why should I ask your address when I don't have any plan to take you there? And I don't remember I said taking you your home. I just said home and in my thought I meant Mine." I replied with a smirk on my face.

To prevent other words falling from her mouth, I pressed the gas pedal further more and accelerated the speed. I began passing other cars and soon the scenery outside became a blurr. Within ten minutes, we arrived my penthouse building in one piece.