ZOE
My brain shut down the moment I saw who was visiting me that night. It was like it had gone on vacation without telling me. My chest tightened when I saw him at the door, his face contorted.
I had Nikolai Foster, CEO of half the world, standing in my apartment, with eyes blazing and a jaw so tense it could break diamonds.
"Mr. Foster, what are you doing here at this hour?" I asked, but my voice came out like a guilty murmur because I realized I was wrapped in a towel, as his eyes scanned me from head to toe.
Normally, a wife might feel comfortable with the presence of her husband while wearing a towel that barely covered her butt**ks. But in my case, it was different, because I was facing a man who only needed the status of being married and nothing more. He would never introduce m
