Chapter: 982

The next morning, after waking, Nikolas lingered affectionately with Aimee before heading off to freshen up, shirtless.

Aimee had repeatedly suggested that Nikolas wear pajamas, but he paid no heed to her advice.

Before Aimee, Nikolas had many girlfriends but never cohabited with any. He preferred hotels for dates and kept his home private, hence his habit of lounging around undressed.

Moreover, knowing Aimee enjoyed admiring his abs, he saw little reason to cover up.

“Will work be busy today?"

"I've got two meetings. Jonathan doesn't trust anyone else with the tech company matters, so I need to handle it." Toothbrush buzzing in his mouth. He glanced at Aimee. “Why do you ask?"

“Just wondering when you'll be home."

"I should be back by two or three in the afternoon. I'll take you out for something nice!"

"You talk Like I'm a kid," Aimee mumbled, then rose to get ready for the day.

As Aimee approached, Nikolas, with his toothbrush still in his mouth, quickly grabbed her toothbrush for her.

"You're so thoughtful."

"Of course!" Nikolas grinned, nearly dropping his toothbrush.

Aimee, half—joking, half-serious, quipped, “I read online that men are most considerate and gentle when they feel guilty. What have you been up to?"

Suddenly, Nikolas' toothbrush clattered to the floor.

He quickly stooped to retrieve it, his mind racing for a way to explain his sudden fluster to Aimee.

When he stood back up, he realized Aimee had been teasing and wasn't seriously questioning his jittery reaction.

Relieved, Nikolas exhaled softly.

After freshening up, Aimee moved to the living room with her Laptop.

Since she could work remotely, she set up a cozy workspace there, positioning a small table before her.

She adored the spaciousness of Nikolas’ villa's living room! Working there made her feel like she was in charge.

Today, Nikolas was dressed in a sharply tailored black suit that accentuated his lean figure.

Aimee, barefoot, hurried over to help him with his tie.

“Bend down a bit! You're too tall for me to reach properly!"

Nikolas, wearing a tender smile, bent his knees slightly and leaned back against the sofa, watching as Aimee concentrated on the task.