Nikolai's eyes widened upon hearing her request. He couldn't deny that when he first met her, Sarah was his type, and if not for lacking courage, he might have slept with her. The times he went to the office. Or she stayed at his apartment.
Their eyes interlocked for several minutes.
Her hand slipped free from his lips.
He wanted to respond, but the slight tremble of her shoulders the moment his mouth opened stopped him. Nikolai's eyes narrowed, his heart pounded, because the feelings of his squire poured into him deeper than any of his wives.
This connection would never fade as long as he didn't release her.
'Sarah...'
"I never wanted this." His voice sounded hoarse, as if caught fighting a long war alone, and finally finding another human. "You know that, right?"
From the moment he met her, he'd considered what to ask of her, how far to take her role as his squire. Her dream of opening a business and living a lavish life was something he couldn't give her at the start.
