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Days had gone by. Jace wasn’t back yet.

I had been busy with a lot of things. From baking a few batch orders on my free days to heading to Navarro Constructions to shoot so PR videos with Ariel.

On one side, I was still trying to get my brother to co visit because Jace wasn’t around to scare him off.

I had been avoiding Donna Carla, despite my decision to follow through with her plan. I was not ready to admit the thought to anyone else but myself.

Today was one of the days that I found myself in Jace’s office at Navarro constructions.

Ariel had just shot a video with a caption about being the shy boss’s wife and it was so accurate because I was shy about being on cara even though I looked like a goddess. I was constantly glamd up to represent him properly. And from what I heard, the distraction was working as the dia had stopped spilling dirty details about him. Everything now revolved around the fact that he’s a newly married man with a pretty wife. A win is a win.

"According to your itinerary. It’s Friday night and it would be nice for you to make an appearance at one of Mr Romano’s club. You can visit the other ones week after week." Ariel announced to .

"Um," I imdiately hesitated.

I was not a clubber. In fact, I had only gone to the club a handful of tis back in college and to be honest I did not enjoy the experience so much.

"You don’t seem very eager about the idea. We can just skip it." She said quickly.

"Uh, no. I think I should go. I need to unwind after all."

"Stressed?"

"Very." I exhaled.

"Would it be prying if I ask why?"

I was quiet for a bit, practically staring into space. I had a lot on my plate and I had no one to share my burdens. No close friends to speak to. With my new status as Jace Romano’s wife, my walls had gone up even higher.

"I’m just worried about having a baby." I said with a sigh.

Ariel gasped so loud, I was stunned. "You’re pregnant?!" She squeaked.

"No no. I’m not!" I practically had to scream to my guard’s hearing before they would snitch on as usual to their boss.

"Oh sorry." She imdiately apologized, looking red at the cheeks.

"It’s okay." I assured her. Then I exhaled, wondering if this was a bad idea to share such information.

"I’m trying to get pregnant and I’m just a little worried about it." I admitted to her trying to not go into full details.

"Oh. Have you both visited the fertility clinic? You haven’t been married up to six months so I don’t think you should put yourself under any pressure. In fact, the best ti to conceive is when you’re not worrying about it so much."

She didn’t realize it but her advise was so profound. But the thing was I did not want to wait till a year to get pregnant. I wanted the process to be done and over with as soon as possible.

"You and Mr Romano seem to have a lot of chemistry so I’m sure you’ll conceive naturally." She winked.

I blushed. "You seem so sure about that."

"I’ve seen the way he looks at you!" She exclaid, proceeding to fan herself with her fingers.

"How he looks at ?" I was genuinely puzzled by that.

"Yes. Like he wants to pin you to a wall and take you right there. I need to stop reading too many novels." She laughed and I joined her.

Our conversation imdiately drifted to the viral books we had read and movies we had seen.

It felt refreshing to have soone to speak to.

It was the middle of our conversation that I decided it would not be a bad idea to head to the club that night. It was going to be a night of freedom without Jace breathing down my neck as usual. Once again, I was glad he was away even though I had no idea when he was returning.

With him out of town, his guards were not overly tense and strict with and I absolutely loved the feeling of not constantly being watched.

"You’re coming with to the club right?" I asked Ariel.

"Um I don’t have anything to wear."

"Let’s go shopping then. I have my husband’s card with ."

I didn’t think I would have a need to use Jace’s card again but today was one of those days. I was taking Donna’s advice and I was going to spend my husband’s money now that we were still married because from the looks of things, I had limited ti with him.

Following the private elevator, we found ourselves down in the parking lot and the back of the Cadillac Escalade Jace had assigned for my use.

We talked animatedly about anything and everything.

We headed into a fancy fashion store and had the ti of our lives shopping, sipping champagne and overall enjoying life. I had not laughed like this in a long ti and it felt so refreshing.

All this made yearn for my freedom even more. I needed to get pregnant and have that baby as soon as possible so I could live freely again.

After shopping and dumping the bags in the car’s boot. We were off to have dinner at a nice spot she recomnded.

We were practically waiting it out so we could change up and head to the club.

I changed into a skimpy black sequin dress while she opted for a plain dark blue dress that rested above her knees. I felt like I was showing too much skin but she sohow managed to convince that I needed to steal the spotlight as Jace Romano’s wife, even though he was absent.

We headed to the club shortly after.

~

The place was buzzing when we got in. It was the usual scene.

I imdiately felt overstimulated and unsure if I could stay for long.

The manager approached us as we walked.

"Mrs Romano?" He called out to .

"Hello," I waved nervously.

He shook my hand eagerly. "It’s so nice to et you, madam, finally. I’ll show you to the VVIP section."

I stared at Ariel, and she nodded.

I needed to rember that I was married to the man who owned this massive space. I kept forgetting that.

This was going to be an eventful night. I could feel it.

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