Sacrifices

Nikolai Star gazed at the phone, swiping through the numerous photos his 'wife' had put so much effort into ruining his life.

Well, it was beautiful; she was beautiful, for he had never seen her naked in a bright light, and given the opportunity, she was perfection, hair like a damp mop on her head, skin wet and glistening.

Staring into the camera and peering into his soul, eyes naughty and daring.

He had begun sweating.

And his necktie under his collar had started to feel so uncomfortable that he began to pull it loose right under the gaze of the ambassador, who had a confused smile on her face.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?" the woman's mild voice reminded him that he wasn't alone.

And good thing, for he was about to curse out.

Nico swallowed and shut his eyes before he dropped the phone on the table and sent the woman a wavering smile, but even with his struggle, he could feel his fist beginning to fold.

"Sir," Noah's warning tone relaxed his fingers back on the table.

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