Nichole's Point of View

Calm and collected, both that they all secretly love. I know that enough is expected from me from here, and I can't afford to let my emotions come into play.

So instead, I squirm my expression and walk across the room, looking at all of them in turn before finally sitting on top of the table.

The penthouse is wide at first, able to easily accommodate all of us, like about 12 of the men along with three full amounts of arms and ammunition that are in the room.

Almost ...