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21. Brunch with the Sinclairs
"How are you feeling?" Arthur asked gently as the dark grey BMW silently sped into the city.
He pulled Victory's slender hands into his and gave them a light squeeze, giving her his assurance that things will get better.
She tore her gaze away from both their hands which were entwined on Arthur's lap and looked up to observe the damage that Aaron had imposed on his face.
His gentle tone was in contradiction to how dreadful his face looks.
His left cheek was already swollen in an angry shade of red. Combined with his busted lips and messy hair, within the dark confines of the car, he appeared more sinister and yet still manage to look dangerously attractive.
Unconsciously, she pulled up one of her hands away from Arthur's hold and palmed it on his swollen cheek. Her thumb caressed his skin in slow gentle strokes.
Arthur hissed as her hand touched the raw and swollen area of his cheek.
"Does it hurt?" She asked gently, her emeral
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A Knight for Victory 23. A Rerun at the Plaza Hotel
Saturday rolled in quickly and before she knew it, Victory was already packing her bags and getting ready to leave the apartment. Arthur had suggested that it would be better for them to check in at the hotel for the weekend, thus eliminating the need to drive back to the apartment after the party. In fact, Arthur had booked rooms for all their family members at the Plaza Hotel's executive floor.Well, technically Victory had to do all the bookings since she is still Arthur's personal assistant. She insisted to Arthur that things should not change, despite the fact that she is going to be Mrs. Victory Knight in less than a month's time. In fact, she refused to think of the upcoming nuptials at all, leaving all the planning to both her mother and future mother-in-law. It terrified her to know that very soon she'll be sharing a life with Arthur. Once her bags were ready, Arthur had picked them up and handed them over to Gerald, who placed the
A Knight for Victory 24. The Engagement Party
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