RISE OF THE EX-CONVICT

CHAPTER 8

India's cheeks reddened as she continued to gaze at Niçholas, her heart racing with anticipation, as she continued to think about the massage. She must admit that Niçholas's hands felt really good on her. Niçholas, sensing her gaze, turned to her and inquired gently, "Is there something else you want to tell me? We're taking longer than expected in here."

Taking a deep breath, India mustered up the courage to voice her desire. "I would be honored if you could come and visit me at home, Niçholas. After all, you have already been announced as my fiancé. It's only fitting that you meet my family. I am certain my mother will be so happy to see you,"

Niçholas felt a nervous flutter in his chest at India's request, how was he supposed to go about that? But he recalled the words his mentor had imparted to him. He had been divorced afterall, even though it's unofficial, he doesn't have to feel guilty for anything, and now, he was determined to follow his mentor's guidance. With a resolute ex