Chapter 36

(Natasha's POV)

"So you need my help now, don't you?" He asked, and even if I can't see him, I know he had a smile on his lips.

"I'm so sorry for all I said to you; I know you wouldn't do this if it were up to you, and I should never have been that harsh on you," I apologized.

"It's okay; you are right to be, though. I knew you were also on a mission; I had no right to be mad at you for wanting to make things easy for yourself, he said, sounding genuine. "So, what do you need?"

"I need... I need a makeover."

He paused. "On my way," he says.

That's why I couldn't help but love Set; he always knew what I needed. This had not been the first time I asked for a makeover; I had played 'The Spy' so many times, and Set had been very useful in making me a whole different person.

Sometimes I wondered if he could one day get tired of waiting for me and just find another woman; the picture of him with any other person only made me jealous.