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Yet none of it mattered to Shaun, because his focus never strayed far from Nathan and the way he was holding Cassie as though she belonged to him. Nathan was the most feared senior in the university, not because he was physically imposing or constantly looking for trouble, but because he carried himself with a quiet confidence that unsettled people. He never needed to raise his voice to assert dominance. When someone crossed him, he made them suffer slowly and deliberately, ensuring they never forgot the lesson. Nathan was not the kind of person who acted on impulse, and he never forgot a slight.

He persists, "Come on, just a small brunch. It won't take long." Despite my resistance, Marcus manages to persuade me. Reluctantly, I find myself seated in a luxury restaurant, sipping on a mimosa and trying to make sense of this unexpected turn of events. I look around the restaurant, taking a more of the peculiar architecture that all netherland houses seem to incorporate into their buildings, yet with an elegant charm added. We're seated in an obscure part for the restaurant, far away from other people and it makes the entire space feel intimate. I glance at Marcus but he's nose deep into the memory, poring over his options. I glance at mine, feeling no inclination to pick it up and read

Kim hums at the end, trying to convince him. "It's a little intimidating," he confesses and I frown at him, silently pleading him to continue. "To tell a stranger all your secrets, the story of your life for as long as you've lived. Seems a little intimidating to me," Nathan's voice turns to a whisper at the end and he looks at me for some sort of confirmation or for comfort, I didn't know which one I could give him.

That had been true about her from the first time I set my eyes on her. “There's a question I have been meaning to ask you.” She wiped her mouth with the napkin, her brow raised. “Sure, you can ask it.” “Is (Naughty Nathan) your favorite book?” Shifting so one leg was bent under the other, she faced me, her elbow on the console, chin on her fist, settling in to talk about the book. “Goddess Hedone is my favorite writer, the book is up there too.” “So you named your son after the main character?”

Nathan dropped the heavyweight he was lifting with a thud, and everyone turned to look at him. "He's so sexy." " His abs driving me insane" As he walked by, the girls kept saying, "Fucking him will be the best thing I've ever done." Nathan is a popular guy in the empire because of how hot and handsome he is, but even though a lot of girls want to be with him, he never looks their way. He's a quiet guy who stays by himself unless there's a mission to do. He left in his usual quiet way. **** NIGHT- DARK ROOM ****

Nathan only has one bandage left to remove and that is the one on his thighs, his ribs still hurt which he is stubborn enough to not show but I see how his forehead crunches whenever Helena sits on his chest or a laptop. “I am bored.” I heard through my ear. I think I am getting used to Nathan voicing his thoughts or opinions every now and then. The green file looked boring so I picked the red one instead. “Do something with Helena or watch a movie.” “Hmmm… Helena is asleep and what movie is there to watch?” right! Nathan rarely watches movies so I don’t expect him to know. “Okay I think I like the trailer of this one.” He said to himself and then everything went quiet.

I'm annoyed at myself for even thinking about this. "Are you ok?" He asks clearly sensing my uneasiness. "I don't know, I guess I just can't believe I'm only seeing it now. It's beautiful." I say honestly to him with a smile that I know doesn't quite reach my eyes. He looks at me and then at the ground before taking my hand to lead me inside. It's huge. So... him. Ezra is generally a minimalist so I'm not surprised that it's not over-furnished. It's sexy and tranquil. The perfect man-cave. Or man-mansion if you will.

“Deal.” Nathan’s apartment smelled like a restaurant by the time he was done cooking. He set the table with candles and even put on soft music. It was perfect. We ate and talked, laughing about work and random town gossip. For a while, it felt like we were okay. Like maybe we could survive the storm that is called Enzo. Then my phone buzzed. I glanced at it. Just a quick look and sure enough, it was Enzo. I reached to turn the screen down, but Nathan’s eyes were already on it.

Princess Nathania was nervous, she had already promised to find the books Prince Nathan wanted to read. Yesterday, Prince just finished a very difficult algorithm book. Nathan often studied alone in his room, when his health condition improved. Even teachers who were assigned to teach Nathan, or 'Princess Nathania' in their eyes, often had difficulty with the questions he asked. It shows that he is a genius. He easily solves difficult problems, making people amazed by his abilities. "Nathan must be waiting for me. I should have asked for the book to be delivered to his room," thought Nathania. She became restless.

It was only a matter of time before she started haunting my nightmares as well, at the rate things were going. She was sitting alone at the far end of the cafeteria, earbuds plugged in both ears. Her lunch sat untouched in front of her. Instead, she had a leather-bound book cracked open, brown eyes crinkled at the edges as she read through it. Her lips moved ever so slightly, like she was tasting each word, savoring it before swallowing. “One month in and still no friends,” Nathan muttered. “She’s practically begging to be made a target.” “No,” Theo said firmly, looking very done.