THE NEXT DAY

**AURORA'S POV**

I snuggle close to the warm pillow with a happy sigh but then I open my eyes to find that I am not hugging any pillow. Instead, it's Nicholas who has his arms wrapped around my waist. Suddenly, I remember our conversation from last night where he asked me to be his girlfriend and I have said yes. Oh, God! I can't believe that he is really my boyfriend and I get to call him mine. He didn't leave last night because we had dinner very late. Actually, I am happy that he stayed because after my encounter with Matthew, I was really upset internally although I wasn't showing from outside.

I carefully take off his arms from my waist and get up from the bed because I want to make him breakfast. I quickly walk into the washroom and do my morning business before making my way towards the kitchen.

I decide to make him two of the famous Italian dishes because I know he loves his culture very much. So, I start preparing for Ricotta Pancakes and Frittata. Between cooking, I put some food for Skittles as well as water.

After the dishes are done, I make fresh orange juice just as Nicholas walks in there. He wraps his arms around my waist before nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck making me giggle because his beards are tickling me.

"It's smelling nice here. What are you making?" He asks.

"I have made Frittata, Ricotta Pancakes and Fresh Orange Juice for breakfast." I reply while pointing at the dishes.

"Wow, they look so good." He comments making me smile.

"Then let's eat while they are still hot." I let out while putting the food on his plate. I wait for him to take a bite because I want to know if I have made them correctly.

"Umm, this is the best Ricotta Pancakes I have eaten in my whole life." He comments happily.

"Really?" I ask shyly.

"Yes, Precious. They are really good to not say the truth." He replies going back to eat.

Although this is not my first time cooking Italian food, but for some reason I wanted to do good for him. He has been nothing but very supportive of me so I do a little something for him to be happy.

"I want to take you somewhere." He says after we are done eating breakfast.

"Where?" I ask putting the plates on the sink.

"Evelyn's in-laws are in town and they want to meet me. Although I am okay with meeting new people but I want you to be there with me." He replies with nervousness in his voice.

"Why am I getting a feeling that you are not telling me something? Is everything okay between Evelyn and Owen's parents?" I ask taking his hands in mine.

"Owen's mother is not happy with the marriage and think that Evelyn is a spoiled girl because her brother is a billionaire. Owen has tried to make his mother understand that Evelyn is not like that but nothing seems to work which has put Evelyn's mood in damp. She was so excited about the wedding but now she doesn't want to even talk about anything related to her wedding saying that she feels like she is taking away Owen from his mother." He explains looking defeated which I can understand because no brother would want his sister to be unhappy.

"It happens that people think that what they believe to be right is right, but we cannot support their wrong behavior. Maybe I haven't known Evelyn for many years, but I have understood that she is a very nice and intelligent girl. She can never even think of taking Owen away from his parents because she has never learned that thing in her life. Don't you worry, together we'll explain to Owen's mom and I'm sure she'll openly accept our Evelyn." I reply giving him a small smile making him hug me.

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It's decided that we will go to Evelyn's house tonight for dinner so now I have to find a proper dress to wear. But right now I am in dilemma as to what I am going to do with the media people because they are standing outside the apartment building.

God knows how they have got my address. Nicholas has left early so he doesn't encounter the reporters but now I am stuck in my own house and can't even go to the bakery where I have so many works to finish. So, I do the only thing that I feel can help me, I dial Nicholas's number.

"Missed me already?" He says teasingly picking up the call.

"Nicholas, there are many reporters outside my apartment building so I can't get out." I reply frustrated.

"I should have guessed that these demonic people will try to follow your every move. Just give me half an hour, I will solve the situation." He answers before disconnecting the call.

I throw the phone on the couch with a huff and then look out of the window to see that many reporters are standing. Don't they have other important news to cover without wasting their time on a commoner like me?

Thankfully, after forty minutes Nicholas informs me that the bodyguards have removed the reporters from the sight. Not only that, he has sent a car which will take me to the bakery. I try to argue but he says that it's for my safety purpose. So, I walk out of the apartment building and notice a Red Lamborghini outside making my eyes widen.

This man! He could have sent a simple car but no, he has to send this million-worthy car just for me to go to the bakery which is only a few minutes away from here. Still, I put aside my frustration and get inside the car not after greeting the driver.

Parker and Claire look at me with shocking faces when I walk inside the bakery which means they have seen the car. I avoid giving them any explanation because right now I don't want to talk to anyone. I think they realize that I am not in the mood for any conversation.

I keep making cookies, pastries, cake for the next five hours before taking a much-needed break. I am feeling hungry too but then I realize I haven't brought my lunch today. So, I order a mini Mushroom Pizza for me as I won't be able to eat large one.

We don't have many customers today seeing it's Wednesday and for some reason this day in the week, we have always seen fewer customers around. As it doesn't bother my bakery much, so I am okay with it.

"Are you done?" Someone says from the doorway of the bakery and I already know without lifting my head who it is by the sound of their voice.

"Yeah, I don't think there will be any more customers coming." I reply with a tired sigh.

Parker and Claire have already left so it's only me in the bakery, now Nicholas who walks where I am standing before pulling me towards him for a hug. I wrap my arms around his waist liking the way he is running his fingers through my hair.

"I can ask Evelyn to cancel the dinner. You are looking very tired." He remarks kissing the top of my head.

"Umm, no need to do that. I am okay, just need a bath to feel relaxed." I reply making him hum.

"Okay, then let's go to your apartment so that you can get ready." He says making me look at him confused.

"And what about you? Aren't you going to get ready?" I ask.

"I have packed a suit so I will get ready at your home." He replies.

"Oh, okay." I let out.