Chapter 59: Nikki

Making my way down the stairs, I stop mid step when I notice Nadia, Bronson's chef, standing at the kitchen cooking something that smells like heaven. She's small, shorter than I am, and has a bob cut with highlights. She's wearing light makeup and is dressed in a cute white and black uniform.

Both Bronson and Cassandra are nowhere to be seen and a relaxed breath fills me. The last thing I could have handled this morning was the man I was originally trying to set up and now trying to save, sitting with his fiancé on his lap feeding him grapes.

"Miss Myers. Good morning. I've made some breakfast, please help yourself." I nod my head at Nadia, pulling up the straps of my baby blue camisole that has seen better days. Taking a seat at the breakfast bar, I take in Bronson's kitchen, for once having a good look at it.

The appliances seem to be brand new, the stainless-steel gleaming off each object. Marble countertops flow throughout the open space and the clear view cabinets compliment it