Living With Him

Thirty-nine: In His Mind

[Author's Note:]

Hello there! To be honest, I still feel tired and I'm sitting on the bed as I write this but I feel so inspired and excited to write this chapter because we've reached a thousand reads! As I promised, here's a chapter all in our beloved Mr. Northman's POV. I hope you guys like it as much (or more) as I am in writing and sharing it with you.

I drove quietly as tried to calm my thoughts which are frantic, to be honest.

I've never been this nervous and excited before.

There's a certain rush when I'm playing, adrenaline and strength roars through my veins whenever I'm in the field. But this kind of feeling—the one that drives me crazy—I've never had this until her.

Now I'm not as eloquent as you think, I strike deals, attend meetings, talk to a lot of people with silver buckets shoved up their asses, but I'm not a fancy speaker.

I don't even write, and I still don't understand why I write on a journal before going to bed. But then I always consider is as a therapeutic thing because ever since that woman came into my life, I feel like I'm always getting closer to losing it.

How is it even possible for one tiny person to posses such power over someone who's reasonably bigger than her?

I always shut people up when they're too noisy because noise annoys the fuck out of me but when it's her... when it's her, it's still annoying as shit but it's adorably annoying.

She has this way of annoying people and she can sass the life out of everyone but can still remain extremely cuddly. I feel like pinching her cheeks whenever she does something cute, only I don't think she'd appreciate that. She threatens to cut off my knee or slash my Achilles' heel and I still don't know if she'd really do it. She confuses me sometimes.

She always does a lot of adorable things even when she's grumpy.

I can still remember when I first saw her. And no, it wasn't on the day I hired her.

I've met her before that—I just don't know if she remembers. But I think not, since she's never mentioned it to me.

(Five months ago...)

"I can't believe I just agreed to that fucking deal!" I hissed as I slammed the car door closed.

Andres turned his head to the side to check if I'm set to go before turning the ignition on.

"Was Angelique busy this morning?"

"A little" he answered.

"Drive to the office, I have to talk to her secretary. You're acquainted with her, right?"

"I am."

"Good" I nodded as I looked back at my parents' house. "I need to speak with the secretary."

I still can't believe my own parents talked me into this.

I unbuttoned my coat before sighing and running my fingers through my hair. I don't even know if Angelique wants to get back with me or not. How can I even present someone to them?

"Andres" I decided to call his attention and he looked back at me on the rearview mirror.

"Yes, Sir?"