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Nerthus

He literally left me sitting on pins and needles. I tried to distract myself by reading, talking with some of the staff, baking with Concetta, and speaking with Danny on the phone.

But I got so emotional because of that phone call and so, by the time he gets back home, I’m pissed.

I’m not used to waiting for anybody that just walked out on me. Maybe a few years ago I would have spent the day crying on the floor but I guess the last years spoiled me.

As he walks in on me trying to concentrate on a book in yet another library, I get even angry at myself as I’m practically drooling at him wearing a black suit and a matching shirt.

God, get a grip.

“Nerthus.”

I push down the urge to have my eyes jump to his as he calls my name, but I just keep my head low and buried in the book before me.

“You have so many rooms here. What do you do with all this space?” I ask with an unbothered tone, turning a page.

“I want to build a harem,” he responds coldly.

As my eyes snap up to hi