This man— he truly was one of a kind.
Ari shook her head and then stood up on her feet, she didn't like the thought of leaving the evidence of their debauchery in plain sight like this.
The last thing she wanted was for Nicolai to make this bedsheet a kind of trophy. Given the kind of man, he was—Nicolai might really do it.
Not wanting to take part in any kind of humiliation like that, Ari wrenched the dirty bedsheet off the bed before locating the new sheets in the wardrobe at the bottom drawer.
Once she had cleared and placed the new sheets on the bed, she somehow pulled Nicolai up on the bed. He was heavy, but not as heavy as a cadaver.
Throughout the entire, as she pulled Nicolai up on the bed, the man simply stirred and mumbled strings of words, but not once did he open his eyes.
