NICHOLAS’s POV.
As soon as he ends the call, I fling my phone on the couch and ball my hands into a fist. How dare he talk to me in that manner? Does he know who I am?
The more I think about it, the more angry I get....
NICHOLAS’s POV.
As soon as he ends the call, I fling my phone on the couch and ball my hands into a fist. How dare he talk to me in that manner? Does he know who I am?
The more I think about it, the more angry I get....