Nicole's eyes squeezed shut as Alexander effortlessly carried her up the second floor of his large house.
She fought back a smile because of the way he was carrying her. He was carrying her bridal style, as if they were newlyweds and it was their first night together.
She shook her head vehemently, trying to dismiss the thought.
‘What kind of wedding am I thinking about? Be reasonable, self! Here you are again with your useless dreams!’
She berated herself.
She knew that whatever she was thinking wouldn't happen. Why couldn't she learn?
Nicole opened her eyes, only to find that they were already in front of a large, expensive-looking door made of a beautiful kind of wood. It was painted white and adorned with ironwork painted a bright gold.
Nicole wondered for a moment if the ironwo
