"Can I have your precious moment, Mia Luna?"
Isabella's heart thundered in her chest, her breath hitched, and her stomach fluttered as a familiar deep voice rang in her ears. Isabella recognized the voice right away.
How could she not? It was a voice that had been imprinted deep on her mind, heart, and soul. And that name that only he called her. Nicholas. It was Nicholas's voice.
Isabella instantly opened her eyes, locking them with a pair of golden ones that she hadn't been able to see after receiving the punishment from Nicholas. And fuck, as she now saw them, she realized how much she yearned for him, but she couldn't go to him because she was busy with Angela and that person.
Nicholas stood in front of the door, leaning against it slightly, wearing a dark suit. His hands in his pants pockets, gazing at her intensely yet warmly and smiling softly.
