THAT HE BELONGS TO BLUE GIRL AND A STRANGE LETTER

Nicholas had a devilish smirk on his face as he stared at the girl. 

"Am I a bastard…? Mom…?" The mom sounded quite awkward when he said it and Mrs fretakis forced a smile that later came out as a grimace. 

She straightened her blouse and glanced at Phantasy. 

"Its nice meeting you again...Phantasy?" 

"Same here Mrs Fretakis." turning her attention to Nicholas, she scolded. "Why did you tell everyone? Do you not know what it means to want to hide?" Although she was whispering to him, the pin drop silence in the room made it possible for everyone to hear. 

"Dont plan to hide you." he clearly stated stoking her hair. 

Phantasy was getting used to his ways of conering her emotions when she least expects it, so she wasn't too surprised when he said that and instead tried to leave the bed. 

But Nicholas didnt plan on leaving her yet as the man pulled her closer so that she landed her hands on his flat chiseled chest. The nurse who had just administered a drug to his drip was quite surprised. She wanted to complain that they should be careful, but did not get the chance to when Nicholas looked over and gave her a chilling look. 

Rushing with the trolley, she moved out of the room. 

"Nicholas people are watching…" 

"Who says I care? Tell me what you will do today." 

Phantasy wasnt the only one who had a frown on her face but everyone did too. 

Annabelle spoke up not able to contain her feelings. "You arent feleing well yet Mr Fretakis, be careful." 

He ignored her and patted the little girls back, slowly stroking it. "Tell me." 

Phantasy glanced sideways. Mrs Fretakis looked more shocked than Annabelle and was holding onto Saraphine for support as if she would fall anytime. "I…. I dont know." 

He hummed and it made a grumble in his throat that vibrates to her chest as well. She curled her toes and looked elsewhere. 

"Can you let me go now?" 

"Leaving…?" he questioned with a raised brow. 

Phantasy nodded, confirming his thoughts. He released his hold on her and she jumped down like a frightened kitten. Adjusted her clothes and dared not raise her head. Thank fully, Mr Gregor wasn't present, else she doubted she would still have a face. 

Saraphine cleared her throat and Nicholas glanced in he redirection. 

"Done with the PDA future Mr and Mrs Fretakis..?" 

Sarah pinched her little sister...does this little one not know what to say and when to say it.

Annabelle countered her. "Just anyone cant be Mrs Fretakis little kid." 

Saraphine was still being held by Mrs fretaki and did not feel the least intimated by the older lady.

"Is that so...who will fit as future Mrs Frtakis then…?" 

"Soneone classy. With manners. Lady like." 

Phantasy wasnt the type to pick fights or talk back to people, she did not know how to do these things and has always had Sarah fighting for her. She simply frowned and adjusted her hair. Not failing to notice the amusing look on Nicholas face. 

Sarah jumped into the conversation this time "Are you saying Phantasy lacks all those…? Do you know who her parents are..?" 

Sarah looked like she was about to pick a fight as usual so Mrs Gregor have her a scrutinizing look and Phantasy pulled her to her side. 

"Let's not argue.." she whispered to Sarah. 

"I did not mention names..but now that you are saying it…" she stared at Phantasy from up to down making the younger one feel intimidated. "Parents…? Oh...those archaeologists…" her look was one of a person saying 'dont kid yourself.'

"So does Miss Peters happen to have anyone or perhaps anything that fits her descriptions?" 

Annabelle stared at Saraphine whose smug look resembled that of Nicholas. "That…" 

Saraphine continued. 'It cant be that Miss Peters actually think she can become future Mrs Fretakis?" She scoffed and Mrs fretakis pulled her hand.

"Let the kid be." Nicholas advised.

"Dont kid yourself Miss Peters. At your age, you arent Mrs Fretakis, you cant be Mrs Fretakis later.And…. my sister Phantasy best fits the position of future Mrs Fretakis. Innit, big brother?" 

Nicholas got out of bed and moved his hand so that the drip will not come off. "I like how it sounds." he beckoned to Phantasy. 

"Nicholas…!" Annabelle complained. When she got no reply she looked to Mrs Fretakis, who simply looked weary and not interested in the conversation. Her gaze shifted to Phantasy again and she sighed. 

She should still have it at home right…? 

This girl...with Nicholas.. 

She would not advise it. 

One after another, they left the room, Saraphine being the last. Phantasy wanted to act smart and walk out but the man called her. 

"Not you blue girl." 

"Why…" she stopped midway when a nurse sudenly walked in. 

"I am sorry but I need to deliver this to Mr Fretakis." she handed an envelope to Nicholas. "It arrived with the hospitals mail this morning. We found it while sorting out the mails." 

The nurse left and Nicholas spared Phantasy a glance, before checking the letter. It had no name except his name as the recipient. A small crease formed on his forehead which was not noticeable. 

As he tore the letter open, phantasy fiddled with her fingers to pass time. 

When he opened the letter, he was surprised there was only two words. 

Confused? Cubicle. 

The crease deepened a bit before he folded the letter and place it in his pocket. 

She noticed that when the man looked up at her, his expression seemed bleak and unpleasant. 

"Something wrong?" 

He got on his feets and walked to her. "I will walk you out." 

"You can't. What will people say if they see..?" 

"That you are mine…" 

"I am not yours Nicholas." 

"Then...that I am yours…?" 

"You are not mine. Dont confuse me." 

He ushered her to the hallway leaving the rest surprised. Saraphine tagged along, ditching her elder sister. 

"I am not." 

He got into the elevator, an arm around her neck, slightly rubbing her shoulders. 

When they got to the last floor, the reception became silent suddenly. 

Seeing the Great Demon walk out a girl and he being in hospital uniform, was enough to cause a confusion. 

They thought different things. Was the poor girl the next victim? 

"We part here…will text you."

She nodded. "Wait..you dont have my number." 

"Naive." He patted her head again. "Our date…? Remember." 

"Why are you doing this to me.?" her voice came out tired and exhausted. The man had no idea how she felt around him. How her heart beat like crazy for him. 

"I wont hide you blue one." 

"If you..if you keep doing this, I will sway completely." 

"Its the aim." 

Phantasy gave him one more look before going to Sarah. 

As he watched her retreating back, his face fell and his normal evil poker expression took over. He dialed a number on his phone. 

"Brad, I need you to look into something."