The Next Morning Sanaya was asleep, still, the sun in the morning did not touch her face yet. She was sleeping soundlessly, last night was a little bit tiring and exhausting for her as she had to walk a bit when she got down the bus. First knock at the door could not wake her up. Second knock at the door, Sanaya moved a little bit on the bed but the third knock made her wake up. "Who's it?" Murmuring she crawled down the bed slowly. As she opened the door she looked at Mrs. Elisa, "Ohh, Mrs. Elisa..." "Sorry to wake you up like this but I could not dare to disobey little Nick." Mrs. Elisa spoke up. Sanaya rubbed her eyes and tried to look at her with fully opened eyes, "What did he tell you to do?" "He wants you to make breakfast for him." Sanaya was surprised to hear her. With a confused look, she asked her, "Is he awake?" Mrs. Elisa nodded her head. "When I

"Hahaha....!" Clara burst out in laughter. "Yeah, it's funny..." Sanaya gaped at her. "Sorry, but I can not just stop... Laughing hahaha..." "It is not funny at all. Here I am pissed off and you can not stop laughing? wow. Fine, I am going to work then." Clara held Sanaya's hand as she got up to the chair. "Sorry babe. It just... Our male God is too much cute so I just can not help... Help it." Clara tried not to laugh again. Rolling her eyes Sanaya sat back at the chair, "Cute? And where do you see his cuteness huh? This is called bullying! He is crazy, a weirdo. First, he wanted me to cook for him and when today I cooked for him voluntarily he just said that it's boring? Tell me! Tell me who told him to eat since he finds my cooking boring? I did not ok! I thought he was loving my cooking and he told me, that he is getting bored of the tastes. Well, I did not cook the same dish every day then how can he get bored of the same taste? And tod

"Do you think it's funny?" Sanaya had enough. He was behaving just like he wanted, as he pleased but it was exhausting for her. "I just wanted to..." Nick felt bad seeing her eye at him, her eyes were calm. He thought he would take her out for lunch and she would easily forgive him for last night. Sanaya snickered sarcastically while standing at a corner, "Nick, I am getting tired... Can you please tell me what do you want? I am a human, I get hurt. You can't just... You can't just throw me away then pull me closer. It hurts, it hurts me." She could not stop her tears from coming out of her eyes. He felt a sharp pain cropped up in his chest. Those tears were his fault, he made her outcry, he has hurt her. If he would stay there for long he would surely do something so he decided to leave. Taking a peek at Sanaya he left some sighs. Even though she was hurt but she wanted him to stay, to say something but he chose to leav

"Boss, are we going to the nightclub or..." Aiden could not finish his words when Nick instructed him, "To the mansion." As if he heard wrong, Aiden glanced at Nick. Was he hearing things now? He silently saw Nick get in the car when he was still in a predicament. "Ain't you be getting in?" His voice yanked Aiden out of his fantas. Shaking his head he quickly trotted to the car.  Even in the car, Aiden was observing Nick. He could feel Nick was somehow odd today. Nick was skeptical for a while, he kept looking at his hand. After staying silent for a while he finally implored Aiden, "Did you... Did you see her today?" Aiden was sitting still, maybe he heard wrong? Again? Kneading his neck Nick cleared his throat. Aiden glared at Nick with a vague look. "Did you say something? Boss." But seeing Nick's frigid expression Aiden grinned hesitantly, "Sorry boss. I was..." "Did you

"Do you think something is wrong? Did boss tease her again?" Aiden asked Kyle while walking down the staircase. "Not sure but I did not see him teasing her. But do you think the boss will be angry at us for fixing the door?" "That's hard to tell. Now it seems it would be better if two would not use your little brain. Anyway, it's getting late. You two should go back." Hearing Mrs. Elisa both Kyle and Aiden looked at her. Until now they forgot that Mrs. Elisa was walking behind them. "Ahh ok. Then... We are leaving." ** Pastel pink-colored pants with a blazer and a black crop top. Sanaya was ready to walk on wearing pump heels. Pulling the rubber band she looked at the mirror, her long black hair fell on her back gorgeously. She glared at the wedding ring on her finger that she was happy to keep looking at before, that was a symbol that she belonged to Nick and she was his wife. S