Home Is Where My Heart Lays

The journey back to the mansion was exciting for Nesryn, and the same could be said for her husband. They were both in a car, the same car that Enrique had ensured and deemed safe to drive the couple back home. Nesryn was mostly buried under her blanket and supported by four pillows, not that she needed it but her husband insisted, saying that the car's leather seat was not going to be comfortable for her.

She would usually start giving Azriel her 'eye' during these times but she could see his actions and intentions, he was only making sure she was comfortable throughout their ride back to their home, biting her tongue she flashed her husband a small smile, a thank you smile that Azriel returned with a kiss on her forehead.