Dennedy Hacker, Natasha's husband of less than three days did not make it back to his mansion by the night like he had promised. Her sleep had been restless and plagued. She had thought she'd have been relieved not having him around but every now and then, the memory of the kiss they shared to convince Hira, the housekeeper's daughter would come up to the forefront of her mind.
It was just that. A kiss. But did he like it, or did he hate it so much that he did not return? It was his house while Natasha had cowardly left hers to Evan. Even though he had booked a suite, it was still his right to come and go whenever he pleased. In every sense, even on the guise of being extremely nice and generous, she should have been the one staying in the suite, not him. Natasha could not help but feel h
