MELISSA
I watched as Nicho, walked up to the front gate with a smile on his face. It was clear that all the anger that was brewing within him earlier had cleared off.
“Are you going to tell the security guard to open the gate, or do I have to camp outside?” He asked, and I scoffed.
“You know you shouldn’t be doing this.”
“I made myself very clear Missy, if you wouldn’t come home then I would be here to protect you.” He said, with a grimacing expression. “So, about the gate?”
I signaled for the security guard to open it, and I watched as he ran in the gate’s direction.
Once the gate was opened, Nicho drove in, flashing me a warm smile, as he dragged his luggage out of the car once he parked.
“I want the biggest guest house in this mansion.” He notified me, and I squeezed my face.
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