Chapter 70:

There's a rapt knock on the door, so gentle, and then a warm voice follows. "Breakfast is ready,"

Xander was the first to flutter awake, his lashes pushed themselves open. Light brimmed into his face, the familiarity of his bedroom hit him hard, and that's when he knew, his hands were entangled over a waist.

He gazed at his other side.

She was sleeping. Do people sleep and look so beautiful while asleep? Because, this was Nicole Hart, and she slept so beautifully. Her lashes were arranged in order, he studied her, the gentle breathing that escaped her nostrils.

He could do this all day: she looked so calm in her sleep, like nothing was her concern. He stirred from the bed, headed to the bathroom, and after his morning routine, he headed to the kitchen. It was eerily quiet, a maid had told him that the family just had breakfast, and thank goodness.

He walked over to the pan, standing beside the kitchen.

"Young master. What are you doing?" A young maid rushed over to him, her eyes almo