[Nadia’s POV]
In my life, I have rarely been hopeful about anything—be it my academics, my relationships, friendships, or my career. I was a pessimistic woman. Hence, I shouldn’t have been so startled by this kind of situation cropping up out of the blue.
I didn’t know why I felt numb as I watched the woman saunter towards Derek. She could be a model for all I knew, what with her figure and height.
She had the right curves and right portions in all the necessary places. The lingerie kept nothing for imagination, all laces and net, clinging to her body like a second skin. Her olive skin looked smooth. Her makeup was spot-on, looking as if she had not put any on. Her hair was mussed up as if she had been sleeping. On His Bed.
“Where did you leave, baby?” She crooned as she raised her
