Chapter 270

I heard the sound of his Zipper, and at the same time, the knock sounded at the door, and the mild voice, "Dad, mum?"

Nico froze immediately, and if it weren't for the dire moment we were in, I wanted to burst into tears and laughter, tears because I was at my peak and laugh because the look on his face was to be pitied.

"Dad, are you in?" Matteo called out.

Nico and I exchanged silent glances, and Nico swallowed, waiting and counting his breaths. I felt my need slowly going down the drain. I made to reach down and pick up my dress when he grabbed my hand.

"What are you doing?" he glared, fingers tightening around my wrist so I could feel his frustrations.

Frowning at him, I tried to squeeze out of his grip, "Matteo is at the door; what do you mean? What are you doing?"

More pounding at the door as if to get my point across, I raised a brow at him, "Now let me go."

"Hear me out," he breathed, "We'll stay quiet until he leaves?" seeing my annoyance