Chapter One: PrivateNikolai Gent raises his glass filled with too-expensive wine and takes sip, letting the sweet drink cool his burning throat as he puts out a barely-used cigar that costs more than her entire week's salary.
Natalie knows this because she had the privilege of setting the cigar box for him earlier that evening when the staff mistakenly took her for one of their own instead of a guest. To be fair, her dress was kind of like the staff uniform, black and white with a belt cinched in the middle to make her waist look nicer. She kind of enjoyed caressing the cigar box when she had a chance to do so, though. It's gold and diamond engraved with his family emblem on the lid.
It's a waste to see him throw it away. He would reach for another cigar once he is done with his early s
