Presents

Helena’s P.O.V.

According to Zayden’s routine, he was used to wearing a designer suit during work hours, sweats and a tank-top for working out and home time, while shorts at his bedtime.

As my mom was responsible for serving the Alpha family, it became my duty to take care of Zayden’s needs. It wasn’t surprising that his routine was carved like a tattoo on my brain.

Although, it was quite natural for me to remember this, Zayden was over the moon, like he had won a jackpot. His wide grin reaching his eyes was a magnified view for me right now, as he was inching closer with every passing second.

My heart dancing in my chest was making it difficult to face him like this. So, I didn’t keep my word and averted my face, pushing him away to avoid his advances. Zayden’s husky voice whispered in my ears, even a powerful push couldn’t move him an inch.

“I also remembered little details about you, Helena.”

In an attempt to keep him at bay, syrup, and pancakes’ bite was smeared on his white