“It's done,” Aamber placed the files on Aaron's desk.
“Thanks,” Aaron smiled at his younger sister. “How is she?”
“She was confused,” Aamber sneered. “All of this is too easy. If I were her, I would be confused as well and you made me violate company rules in recruiting employees.”
Aaron smiled wryly. “This company is mine and I also have the right to determine the application of these rules.”
Aamber shrugged her shoulders. “Yeah. After all, who am I, you could say you started this company for that girl. Now your wish has been fulfilled, Aaron.”
“Call me White when you're here.”
Aamber grimaced. “She will surely know one day, Aaron,” Aamber stubbornly continued to call her brother by his first name. “Our father is arguably a big name businessman. Someday she will definitely be able to connect your name with Dad and your identity will definitely be exposed.”
Aaron was silent and did not deny the truth that was evident in Aamber's words, his eyes wandering. “She'll find out, later, after I sort things out for her.”
“And you think she will thank you later?”
Aaron shook his head and smiled. “It is not about giving and gratitude. It's about debt paid, Aamber. And there is never anyone who is obliged to be grateful for the debt that has been paid. There is, it is the person in debt who is obliged to say thank you.”
Aamber sighed, looking sadly at her brother. “I can only pray for you, I hope all is well,” and surrender everything to God, continued Aamber to herself. Even though she was starting to feel unsure, because if it is like people say that God is Most Forgiving, why did He let her brother bear his sins and guilt for years?
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“This is your room.” An older woman pointed out a small room in the corner located on the top floor of the majestic building.
“The entire board of directors is eight people—including you, we are in charge of facilitating the activities of the owner of this company, namely Mr. White. Your job is to help Alin, the secretary of the board of directors, especially since she is going on maternity leave in a few months. You must be able to back up all her work while she is on leave. So now she will be your mentor,” said the woman, who turned out to be Mrs. Joy. She shrugged at a young woman whom Laurel had never seen before.
Alin, the beautiful young woman who looks plump because of her big pregnancy, smiles at her and Laurel is relieved that her mentor looks really nice. “Mrs. Joy may seem harsh, but she's so nice, she's practically the deputy managing director here. She handles everything when Mr. White is not there,” Alin explained with a smile as they sat together and Alin explained her duties.
“The owner of this company is called Mr. White?” Laurel already knew the truth, because yesterday she was curious to buy and read various business magazines concerning this company. In accordance with the lecturer's statement when exemplifying this company as a course material, the owner of this company is still young. Young and bright because he was able to build such a successful business in such a short time.
“Yes, you'll often see him later, especially when I'm on maternity leave. You could say your job is to manage all his schedules and needs.” Alin smiled and her eyes wandered. “Don't worry, Mr White is not as serious as Mrs Joy, he is very kind and calm, never explodes with anger… and is very handsome because his mother is of Spanish blood, imagine those sexy Spanish men.” Alin blinked mischievously. “Even though he was a little gloomy, it was like something was always on his mind, making it hard for him to smile, but even so…,” Alin blinked her eyes again, “he is the most targeted young man here, his mysterious impression makes him even more fans. Unfortunately he is so secretive, never seen him close to anyone.”
Laurel frowns. Young, rich, successful and bright, but never close to a single woman?
Alin laughed, could read what was on Laurel's mind. “He's not gay,” she whispered softly. “This is actually a secret, but I did arrange some of his meetings with beautiful women from high rank. But their relationship was casual, Mr White never had a long relationship with one woman.” Alin sighed dramatically. “That handsome guy and you can't fall for him, Laurel. Instead of you being heartbroken, like some of the employees here who dare to harbor feelings for Mr. White. They all ended up heartbroken, because Mr. White would not even glance at them.”
I'm not going to fall in love with that 'Mr White'. Laurel smiled, thinking to herself, from her story, the man sounded too perfect. Perfect and gloomy, she corrected, was not at all Laurel's ideal type of man, because the lover she dreamed of was an ordinary man, who was cheerful and could make her laugh all the time. And that man is not Mr White, I will never fall for him, she thought. Laurel was sure. Even though human beliefs can sometimes conflict with God's will….
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She's here.
Aaron swallowed hard, feeling ridiculous for his nervousness. Jeez! He, who had been facing so many people with confidence, now felt nervous just because an ordinary woman wouldn't even recognize him. Aaron cleared his throat to calm himself.
However, this woman is not an ordinary woman, this woman who, whether consciously or not, has changed his entire life, has changed his whole way of seeing life. This woman has now become Aaron's goal in life. Her happiness is Aaron's goal in life. After taking a deep breath, Aaron stepped into the office of the staff director. Mrs. Joy was standing by the door and nodding at him immediately.
“Good morning, Mr White,” she greeted respectfully.
Aaron nodded imperceptibly, his eyes rolling around the room, where's Laurel? She's supposed to start work today, right?
Mrs. Joy seemed to realize what Aaron was looking for, she was one of Aaron's confidants who knew about his boss's plan when he entered Laurel in this company. “She's in the bathroom, Mr. White.”
Aaron nodded, feeling a little embarrassed that his deputy director realized what he was looking for.
“Have her face me later,” he muttered after clearing his throat and stepping into the room.
Inside the room, Aaron found it so hard to concentrate, he repeatedly cast anxious glances at the door. Why is Laurel taking so long? Aaron felt that it was the seconds of this meeting that would determine his future steps. He had to make sure that Laurel wouldn't recognize him. Of course he still had to run the risk that Laurel would recognize him anyway. Who can measure the strength of a person's memory? Moreover, memories of bad events will usually stick more strongly. And if Laurel recognized him, then it was all over.
Aaron felt his heart beat, he wouldn't be ready. He wouldn't be ready if Laurel recognized him and then hated him, with the same resentment that had been shown in their first meeting in the past. Hope Laurel doesn't recognize him.
Aaron was still chanting the brief prayer over and over like a mantra, when a soft knock on the door distracted him. “Enter,” he muttered with anticipation.
He is handsome indeed, very handsome. Unfortunately too handsome, not my type. Laurel immediately decided at their first glance. The Spanish-blooded man with copper gold skin and jet black curls and deep eyes looked too dangerous to be his type.Meanwhile his new boss was just looking at her with a look of value, considering. So there was a long silence and Laurel was not allowed to sit down.“Sit down.” Mr. White appeared to be smiling faintly, as if satisfied that he had decided something. “Do you know who I am?”What kind of question is that? Laurel thought involuntarily frowned. Of course she did.Mr. White smiled again, seemingly aware of the rhetoric in his question. “Ah, sorry I'm a little nervous.”Again Laurel frowned, nervous? For meeting her? Impossible. This boss must be nervous about something else.“We haven't met each other yet.” The man then stretched his slender fingers towards
“Mr. White.”The call made Aaron, who was working on their latest contractual agreement with a property company, lift his head. Aaron didn't really like the nickname, but at this company he had to be called 'White' because he wanted Laurel to work here. If he kept using the name Aaron, it would likely make Laurel suspicious and if she found out about it all, this would derail his plans.Aaron's secretary appeared at the door, looking nervous. “That… Mr. Mike wants to meet.”Aaron frowned, Mike is the CEO — for the Indonesian representative of a foreign company — who collaborates and invests in this company. Given how cold and cynical Mike looked, it was only natural that his secretary would be so nervous.“Invite him in.”“I have entered without you inviting.” Mike walked in without caring, and nodded at Aaron's secretary to make her leave and sat down on Aaron's living room sofa.
Laurel hastily entered the elevator carrying the folder containing the files Alin had handed her yesterday. Unfortunately, due to carelessness, the folder slipped from Laurel's hand and scattered on the floor of the elevator. Making Laurel nervously crouched down and picked up the papers on the floor. Until then she realized there was a pair of feet with expensive shoes and wrapped in black trousers made from expensive materials, was standing in front of her.Laurel raised her head and made direct eye contact with Mr. White, her new boss. The man stood up elegantly and stared at Laurel who was squatting beneath him with an amused glow in his eyes.“Need help?”Laurel grabbed all the papers scattered on the floor as quickly as possible. “Uh, no, Mr. White, sorry, I was careless.”Suddenly Mr. White was crouched in front of her, his strong hands but slender fingers helped Laurel pick up the scattered papers, then wordlessly handed th
Laurel smoothed her files, glancing at the clock, it was eight in the evening. Tomorrow's a busy day for Mr. White and thank goodness Laurel has finally got everything set up, even though she ended up having to miss the employee bus. The sound at the door made Laurel look up warily. Mr. White was standing there, looking like he had just returned from a business meeting outside. The man wrinkled his eyes at her. “Why are you still here?” Those eyes are really sharp, Laurel thought. She then replied, “Er, I finished the files first, for tomorrow.” Aaron gave her an unpleasant look. “Next time just leave the job and continue tomorrow.” He glanced at his watch. “It's too late for work, you should be home and resting. I'll have the driver take you home.” Laurel shook her head in panic. “No need, I can take the mini-bus—” “Follow your boss's orders!” Aaron's glare made Laurel swallowing hard. “Before that, I want us to talk in my room. Would you mind making
“Mr White's annual party was always lively,” Alin smiled while sitting at Laurel's table.She already looked tired carrying her growing belly, her maternity leave was only a few days away, but she looked excited. “The food is absolutely high class, Mr White is really not stingy with us, his employees. You can't miss it.”Laurel laughed and played with the pen in her hand. “Are all employees invited?”“Of course, and most of them won't miss it. The year-end party at Mr White's house is one of the things you've been waiting for, you're coming, right, Laurel?”Brian had invited her to come together. Laurel thought to herself, suddenly feeling warm. She hadn't known Brian that long, but somehow it all felt right. They can chat for hours without feeling bored. Even Laurel realized that their relationship could go further.“Your cheeks are flushed.” Alin laughed. “You're coming with Mr. Br
It's true what Alin said yesterday, Mr. White is really not stingy with his employees. The party he held in his house was very elegant with a sumptuous and extraordinary food menu. Servants stood back and forth offering snacks and drinks on the trays. While on the buffet table, the food seemed inexhaustible.“It's so busy here.” Brian grasped Laurel's arm gently. “Maybe we should step aside so we don't get hit.”They came late to the party. Because Brian was late to pick her up earlier, they missed the opening ceremony, the greeting by Mr. White before the meal began. Now all the guests have mingled, chatting with each other, enjoying a meal.The party was held in the garden in Mr White's very beautiful backyard. The house is western style with white paint dominating the whole building and the other dominant color is green. The color fills the wide expanse of neatly arranged grass, with dim yellow lights, adding to the exotic atmosphere o
“Would you like a drink?”The party is over and the guests are home. Only Laurel was still sitting in Aaron's modern kitchen. After the incident Aaron escorted her there and told her to sit down and calm down, told the servant to provide her with warm chocolate. He left Laurel to meet his guests, and promised to take her home later.As long as she was left alone, Laurel continued to contemplate, the incident repeated in her eyes. How very unexpected. Is it so free about Brian's life that he can just flirt with any woman he meets at parties? Pain stabbed into her chest, causing her to sigh repeatedly. At least she hadn't fallen in love with Brian too much, at least she hadn't taken her feelings too far….It seemed that Laurel had been struggling with her thoughts for a long time, because the party was finally over. Mr. White came to see her and sat with her in the kitchen, looked at her nearly empty cup of warm chocolate and offered another dri
Gently but passionately he laid Laurel's body down. The girl was already resigned in his arms, and Aaron was very, very tempted to have her, that instant.His body pressed against Laurel's body, his fingers parted her dress, traced Laurel's thighs gently, upward, until then touched her femininity. Aaron's fingers played gently, knowing that the place had never been touched before and was very sensitive.Laurel twitched feeling a strange sensation stinging in the center of her femininity when Aaron's fingers played there. Aaron was such a master, knowing her most sensitive spot, then moving his fingers around there making Laurel feel a strange pleasure she had never dared imagine before.While Aaron was responding to Laurel's gesture with enthusiasm, his manhood had hardened, pressing against his trousers. Want to immediately feel Laurel's body and immerse himself in her femininity without any restrictions."You want it, honey? Answer me, ”Aaron's vo