{ Elena’s POV }“You should get going.”Nicholas sat on my sofa in only his boxers, a book open in his hands like he was actually reading it.“Nope.” His voice sounded bored, but his eyes stayed glued on the page. “I’ll be waiting right here until you finish with Daddy.”I pulled my sleeveless beige crop top over my head and gave him a warning smile. “No, darling. I’m not doing shit with you today again.”He shut the book with a sharp snap, dropped it on the sofa, and gave me a flat look. “It’s about work. Get your mind out of the gutter.”I rolled my eyes and did the zipper of my trousers. “Oh whatever. Just hide. Like—not hide. Just stay quiet so you don’t get caught.”I didn’t wait for his answer. I stepped out, shut the door behind me, and started down the stairs with my pulse already climbing high, high up. Dad ignored me, like he acted like I wasn't even present in this mansion these last few days, now he wants to talk. Wow. Great.And let's hope it goes well. Gosh! Our relation
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