When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
NICHOLAS’s POV. A light groan leaves my lips as I close the document I am reading and I press my back against the chair. It’s been like two weeks since the divorce saga and all I can say is Natalia is settling in well but the workload is a bit too much. When Michelle was around, she helped me take care of the pack house while I focused on work and now because of Natalia's pregnancy, I told her not to work and always rest. I scoff; am I actually thinking about Michelle right now? She is part of my past and I am going to make sure she remains there. My thoughts are cut off when the door opens and Natalia saunters into the study dressed to kill as usual. She never missed a chance to impress me with her perfect body and she has her hair pulled up in the hairstyle that I love the most. “