Nicholas was wearing beige knitted loungewear today. The warm, soft color muted his terrible aura and made him look more handsome. His face shone in the sunlight coming through the curtains.
Vivian had never seen him like this. Subconsciously, she remembered him teasing her on top of her last night while saying, "Tell me, do you like it?"
She did not like it. No woman liked the man who had abandoned her cruelly.
Nicholas' face, however, was deceptive. Especially when he was deliberately gentle with her, his voice was both husky and melodious, and she would react before she could reject him.
Damn it! How could the president of Moore Group seduce a woman?
Vivian took a deep breath and lifted her hand to tap her face.
At that moment, Nicholas put down the newspaper and turned to look at
