Chapter: 730

Aimee pulled a small box of condoms from her bag and handed it to him.

He raised an eyebrow. “Only one box?"

"Yeah."

“Well, let's pray that it's sufficient," he said with a slight smirk.

Aimee didn't have a string of ex-boyfriends. Most of her relationships fizzled out before they even began.

Her sexual experience was mostly theoretical, gleaned from watching a lot of porn. Real-life experience? Not so much.

But tonight was different. She was utterly tired, every muscle aching from sex with Nikolas.

When they finally stopped, she grabbed her phone. The glaring 3:00 a.m, on the screen was a harsh reminder that she needed to sleep.

Soon.

She glanced at Nikolas, who was by the window, wrapped in a towel, lazily puffing on a cigarette. He looked as fresh as a daisy.

Catching her gaze, Nikolas crushed the cigarette in the ashtray and strolled over, his eyes glinting with mischief.

“Still got some energy left?"

"Fuck off!" Aimee snapped, sliding out of bed. She needed a shower and then her own bed.

Staying in Nikolas’ room seemed like a bad idea. She didn't want to give him the wrong impression, Like she was getting attached.

But Nikolas, ever the tease, followed her. "Need company in the shower?"

"No, thanks!"

She slammed the bathroom door in his face. "Who's the tired one again?" Nikolas chuckled, touching his nose in mock defeat.

He turned around and grabbed his phone. For a moment, he considered taking a picture of the messy bed to post on social media.

But he changed his mind.

No need to make other girls jealous.

When Aimee emerged, wrapped in his bathrobe, she found him lounging on the bed, playing on his phone. The dim light from the screen only accentuated his fine, chiseled face.

But she wasn't in the mood to admire him. Handsome or not, he wasn't hers.

“I'm borrowing your bathrobe. I'll bring you a fresh one from my room tomorrow," she said flatly.

Nikolas put down his phone and looked at her like he was confused.