"Ma'am, please wait! You cannot enter," the maid attempted to obstruct Natasha from entering the house, but her determination prevailed. "Out of my way, now! Move!" Natasha bellowed with fury."Mr. Mervick is not present, ma'am. He has not yet returned from his trip. Please, listen to me," the maid cried out, her voice trembling and betraying that she was withholding information and Natasha was determined to uncover the truth.For days, her fiancé Mervick had been ignoring her calls. He had not informed her of his return from his trip but she was certain that he was the one she saw at the mall earlier today, but she could not reach him as she lost sight of him.She decided to come to his house to dispel her doubts, but the maid's anxious reaction only confirmed her suspicions that he was indeed back from his trip."Step aside! If he is not here, I will wait for him. I am his fiancée after all, so there should be no issue," Natasha insisted, forcing her way through the door and taking

As they approached each other, Natasha balled her fists as if ready to strike at any moment. The sight of him repulsed her to the point where her skin crawled. Memories of the previous day surged in her mind, and her eyes burned with rage, she never imagined crossing paths with him so soon."Natasha! What brings you here? Let me guess, you're already on the hunt for a new job?" Mervick asked in a snide tone as if they were on good terms."Do not speak my name with those lips tainted with deceit, you bastard!", Natasha retorted, her voice laced with sharpness and bitterness."Where is your little tramp? You know, You both make a perfect pair, two repulsive pieces of trash," Natasha's voice echoed through the hallway."Listen, Tasha, I understand that you are still upset about what you saw yesterday, but let's put the past behind us and move forward. Trust me, she means absolutely nothing to me, she forced herself on me," Mervick attempted to reason with her as he stepped forward to tak

Natasha arrived at Aiden's sprawling estate, which would have originally taken her a ten-minute stroll from the entrance to the main house. Never before had she encountered such an exquisite mansion.From the stunning flora and meticulously manicured gardens to the cascading fountains, it was a sight to behold. Could this really be her home for the next two years? She was unsure whether to feel elated or intimidated."The boss is waiting for you," the bodyguard informed her, opening the car door and guiding her into the house.She stepped into the opulent sitting room and spotted Aiden, seated on one of the sofas with a glass of wine and a cigar in hand. Fear coursed through her as she attempted to greet him."You won't need those here," Aiden interjected, gesturing towards her luggage."But these are my clothes," Natasha reasoned."Remove them. You won't be needing them," Aiden repeated coldly."I've already arranged for your wardrobe. You won't be leaving the house anyway," Aiden ad