Camilla’s POV
Watching Nikolas with that woman was a sight I didn’t expect to see. For fear of bumping into them I ensured I arrived late at home. I opened the door to my apartment and entered the automatic lights went on as I walked to the living room, I found Nikolas sitting in my couch.
“What are you doing here?” I asked him standing at a distance from him.
“I thought I should see you and explain myself, which I probably shouldn’t be doing” he said arrogantly
“Then you shouldn’t be here!” I said walking to my kitchen table putting down my bags
“Are you not going to ask who she is?” he said standing up walking up to me
“I thought we agreed not to ask questions” I said taking off my jacket going to the bedroom
“She’s Olivia, my fiancée!” he explained even though I told him I didn’
