Lying on the lawn at home with a frustrated look on her face, Nico chewed on a green foxtail grass in her mouth.
What should I do?
She had given Vinson’s identity a lot of thought but never expected him to be a mere bodyguard. Even though she didn’t mind his station, her parents would definitely object to them being together.
Of course, she could always sleep with him to make their protests moot.
With the plan in mind, Nico spat out the stalk of foxtail grass excitedly and decided to go and see Vinson.
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